Net King: This player is backed by justice

Chapter 274 One year later, the plot begins

"Then, please use it slowly."

"Thank you Nanako-san."

Nanako Echizen smiled kindly at Hikaru Jinguji who was thanking her. However, Nanjiro Echizen next to her still refused to give up and said, "Well, Nanako, it's my magazine."

Nanako Echizen glanced at Nanjiro Echizen lightly, and then said: "I have put it back in my uncle and aunt's room."

"real!"

Echizen Nanjiro's eyes suddenly lit up.

"That's right, and aunt also said that she plans to discuss this matter with uncle when she comes back in the evening."

"what!"

Echizen Nanjiro's expression suddenly fell, and he lay on the table helplessly.

It’s over, it’s all over.

Jinguji Hikaru slowly ate yokan and drank tea, quietly admiring this scene.

"The tea made by Sister Nanako is really delicious."

"Really, thank you for the compliment."

Nanako Echizen smiled, and then left space for the two of them.

"Say boy, how long do you want to eat?"

Echizen Nanjiro looked at Jinguji Hikari who was preoccupied with eating yokan and drinking tea, and said in a funny and helpless way.

Isn't this kid a little too familiar? After all, I am also Echizen Nanjiro, so I should be somewhat famous.

Thinking of the incident just now, Echizen Nanjiro felt a little guilty, but he didn't care about it.

"Well, it's not like guests do as they please."

Jinguji Hikaru sipped tea and yokan leisurely, and said leisurely: "Besides, I'm giving you, senior, enough time to speak. It would be too rude to rush you."

"What a sharp-tongued boy."

Echizen Nanjiro was eating yokan and drinking tea together carelessly.

"You should be more nervous for me, after all, it's me you're in front of!"

Echizen Nanjiro complained softly: "There should be no tennis player who doesn't know me."

"Well, maybe it's because senior and I are the same kind of people."

Jinguji Mitsuki's calm words made Echizen Nanjiro's eyes startled, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

What a funny kid.

"Then let's get down to business now."

Echizen Nanjiro said seriously: "Boy, what are your plans for the future?"

"Intend?"

Jinguji Hikari raised his eyebrows.

"for example?"

"You kid, don't be pretentious. You should actually have been exposed to the world, right? I heard that both the Neon Team and the German Team have extended invitations to you."

Echizen Nanjiro said bluntly.

Jinguji Hikaru didn't intend to hide it, and nodded gently.

"That's right, so senior, do you have any advice for me about this?"

"Or"

Jinguji Hikaru stared at Echizen Nanjiro calmly.

"Senior, why did you come to me this time?"

this kid!

Feeling the strength and confidence in Jinguji Hikaru's eyes, Echizen Nanjiro smiled softly.

"Do you want to come to Spain?"

Jinguji Hikaru's pupils narrowed.

"Spain?"

"That's right, Spain."

Echizen Nanjiro nodded and said seriously.

"How about it, do you want to come to Spain?"

"What's the reason?"

Facing Echizen Nanjiro's proposal, Jinguji Hikaru remained very calm.

"What is the reason for senior to invite me to join the Spanish team? Why should I agree to you, senior? In what capacity do you invite me, senior?"

"Haha, be careful boy."

Seeing Jinguji Hikaru's expression of not giving up until he figured it out, Echizen Nanjiro smiled helplessly, casually reaching into his collar with one hand to scratch his shoulder.

"The reason is, of course, that you are a very strong boy and your personality is to my liking. If you agree to my invitation, you can get guidance from me, Echizen Nanjiro, because"

His eyes were bright and faintly frightening.

"I am the head coach of the Spanish team!"

Jinguji Hikaru's eyes were startled, and he looked at Echizen Nanjiro in surprise.

At this time, Echizen Nanjiro's eyes were still a little out of tune, like a lion king with his eyes open, but his calm eyes exuded domineering and arrogance as if he was born with it.

"Head coach of the Spanish team?"

"Well, that's right, you've met that guy Mifune Iridou, right?"

Echizen Nanjiro wrote lightly: "My status in the Spanish team is similar to that guy's status in the Neon team, or even slightly higher."

Echizen Nanjiro stretched out his index finger and thumb and gestured a very short distance with confident eyes.

"After all, my name, Echizen Nanjiro, is quite convincing."

"I don't doubt that."

Jinguji Hikaru nodded lightly.

"Spain."

Tapping his fingers slightly on the table, Jinguji Hikaru thought for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Echizen Nanjiro seriously.

"I reject."

"Oh, what's the reason?"

Echizen Nanjiro didn't seem surprised at all by Jinguji Hikari's rejection, and asked in an interesting tone.

"The reason, didn't I say it before?"

Jinguji Hikaru narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression confident and revealing an unconcealed pride.

"Because I'm the same kind of person as you, senior."

"I don't have the consciousness to be obedient under certain people."

Echizen Nanjiro raised his eyebrows.

"Even if I am Echizen Nanjiro."

"Well, it's better to say it's because you are Echizen Nanjiro!"

Jinguji Hikaru suddenly smiled.

"Rather than joining the team led by Echizen Nanjiro, I would rather defeat the team led by Echizen Nanjiro with my own hands. Isn't this more interesting than winning the championship under the leadership of Echizen Nanjiro."

"Although I may not be able to defeat you with my current strength, let's start by defeating the team led by you, senior."

This little devil!

Echizen Nanjiro looked at Jinguji Hikari with admiration.

"Okay, okay, kid, this store won't be there after you pass this village. Don't regret it."

"Absolutely not."

"Such a stinker, boy, you must be very popular in school."

"Honestly, yes."

"Ha, as expected, I was very popular back then, and many girls from school took the initiative to confess their love to me."

As Echizen Nanjiro spoke, he showed a reminiscing expression.

"It was a really happy time at that time."

I don't know what he thought of, but Echizen Nanjiro's expression gradually became oily and ambiguous.

Jinguji Hikaru looked at Echizen Nanjiro's expression and suddenly said coldly.

"It's strange. Didn't I hear that senior, because you couldn't do your backhand, your eyes were turned purple by a ball from Coach Ryuzaki, and then your date with your senior fell through?"

"what!"

Echizen Nanjiro's expression suddenly fell.

"That old woman even told you about this!"    "Why couldn't it be your senior sister who spread the news?"

"Then I say goodbye."

After Nanako Echizen sent Hikaru Jinguji out of the temple, she returned to the room and looked at Echizen Nanjiro who was lying lazily on the floor again. She said helplessly: "Uncle, it's almost dinner time, why don't you stay with me?" Let’s have a meal.”

"Ah, I kept it, but the boy refused."

Echizen Nanjiro replied casually.

"That's it."

Nanako Echizen nodded and continued: "By the way, he is the director of the Seigaku Tennis Club. My uncle called him here today. Does he want him to take care of Ryoma in the future?"

"Tch, that kid doesn't need anyone else to take care of him."

Thinking of his son's arrogant look, Echizen Nanjiro also laughed.

"However, if that boy goes to Qingxue, it can be considered as suppressing his arrogance a little."

Therefore, Echizen Nanjiro is actually the head coach of the Spanish team.

Although I don’t know why Echizen Nanjiro chose the Spanish team, Hikaru Jinguji also knows one thing. Next year’s Spanish team must not be underestimated.

Echizen Nanjiro's character and strength, as a head coach, he is absolutely very professional in guiding various types of players.

"Speaking of which, the Neon Team is indeed such a disgusting existence. Even a neon man like Echizen Nanjiro did not choose the Neon Team, but chose the Spanish Team."

However, Jinguji Hikaru can understand. After all, with Echizen Nanjiro's character, he probably can't stand the Neon Team's tactics.

But if Nanjiro Echizen becomes the head coach of the Spanish team, next year's World Series will become more and more interesting.

Jinguji Hikaru couldn't help but show an excited smile, and then made a phone call.

"beep--"

"Hey, kid!"

"Have you returned to China?"

"Not yet. We are in India now. This is the last country."

Listening to the cold and hard voice of Byodoin Phoenix, Jinguji Hikaru said softly: "After you go back, you have to speed up your pace."

Ok?

Far away in India, Byodoin Phoenix's eyes narrowed, and he heard an unusual flavor in Jinguji Hikari's voice on the phone.

"I understand."

Does that kid know anything?

After hanging up the phone, Byodoin Phoenix's eyes flickered, then he thought about it, got up and left the room, and came to the door of the team coach, Yukio Kurobe's room.

"Dong dong dong."

Jinguji Hikari put the phone back into his pocket, looked up at the blue sky, a smile flashed in his eyes.

It's getting more and more interesting.

----

one year later.

"You actually don't even know how to hold the racket in Chinese style or Western style. It's really shameful."

"Sasaki, if you know, don't hold back and tell me quickly!"

"You have to watch out for the so-called Western grip."

Three high school students were waving their tennis rackets recklessly in the tram, completely unaware of a little girl behind them who was cowering out of fear.

"Can you guys be quiet?"

Ok?

A very arrogant voice suddenly sounded.

The three high school students were stunned. They turned around and saw a small boy wearing a red sports coat and a white hat, staring at them teasingly.

"Kid, you."

Suddenly, the tram shook and the racket in the high school student's hand fell to the ground. Then the boy took the opportunity to teach the three people about the correct grip posture.

To be honest, he looks so arrogant and arrogant that people can't help but want to punch him.

Although it didn't happen.

"You said Kakigi Tennis Park, let me think about it?"

Because the boy saved her from the siege just now, Ryuzaki Sakurano was very grateful to the boy.

Fortunately, my grandma took me there.

"It's that way."

"Yeah, thanks."

Looking at the boy's back, Ryuzaki Sakurano felt a little reluctant.

Maybe we will never meet again in the future.

-

"What! Isn't that the direction of the park?"

Ryuzaki Sakurano looked at her grandmother, Coach Ryuzaki, in surprise.

"Yes, you have to go this way."

Looking at her grandma pointing in the completely opposite direction to her own, Ryuzaki Sakurano's eyes were filled with despair.

It's over, it seems like I've repaid a favor with a grudge.

-

Echizen Ryoma felt that he was a little unlucky today. Because he went the wrong way, he was late for the game and was eliminated without even playing.

Then the culprit who caused me to be late wanted to compensate myself and bought myself a drink, but because I didn't have any change, I ended up paying for it myself.

Then he was troubled by the three high school students he met on the train.

But it just so happened that it was a good opportunity to vent for him who had been in a bad mood all day.

-

"Kid! Don't be too arrogant!"

"go to hell!"

Seeing Echizen Ryoma once again hit a ball that he was powerless to play, the furious high school student finally couldn't help it, and threw the racket at Echizen Ryoma insidiously and angrily.

"Whoosh!"

Standing in front of the net, Echizen Ryoma obviously overestimated his opponent's virtue and made no move to dodge the sudden flying racket.

"Danger!"

Outside the court, Ryuzaki Sakurano shouted, and coach Ryuzaki also showed a surprised expression.

shit!

Just as the tennis racket was about to hit Echizen Ryoma.

"Whoosh!"

A golden tennis ball suddenly appeared and hit the racket thrown towards Echizen Ryoma steadily.

So fast!

Echizen Ryoma's pupils shrank, and he looked at the tennis ball that suddenly broke into his sight with some surprise.

"Snapped!"

The tennis racket was blown away by the tennis ball and hit the guardrail hard.

Echizen Ryoma glanced subconsciously and was shocked to find that the racket was broken directly where it was hit.

How is it possible that it has such great power!

Everyone present looked at the battered tennis racket in stunned silence, and couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

If such a powerful ball hits a person.

"Guru~"

The high school student swallowed with fear at first, then turned his head sharply and shouted.

"who is it!"

"Who is meddling in other people's business?"

"Ah, that tennis racket is so embarrassing. It's really terrible."

A lazy and calm voice sounded.

Echizen Ryoma immediately turned around and found a person standing at the entrance of the stadium.

It's that guy!

Coach Ryuzaki turned around and couldn't help but laugh when he saw the person coming.

This kid is really as good as ever.

"Because you were too scary, I accidentally hit you a little harder."

Jinguji Hikari stared at Sasaki playfully and said jokingly.

"You're staring at me with such a scary look, don't you still want to hit me with a racket?"

As he spoke, under Sasaki's twitching eyes, he slowly took out a tennis ball and tossed it up and down seemingly without a doubt.

"Then, should I strike first?"

(End of this chapter)