The king of the net relies on Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 1 The Talking Racquet
Chapter 1 The Talking Racquet
Hotaru came out of the tennis court with the racket in hand, took the dry towel handed over by the member, and wiped her sweat-soaked long hair.

Several girls took advantage of the opportunity to gather around, with expressions of admiration and joy on their faces, accustomed to being looked at like this by others, Yingying walked straight across the court and headed for the rest area as usual.

The weather in early autumn is still so hot, the scorching sun emits strong light, scorching everyone's skin.

The sky is very blue, with occasional light clouds drifting past, making the sky not so monotonous.

The weather in October is very suitable for sweating on the sports field.

Ying took a sip of the mineral water, and a girl came over with continuous praise in her mouth.

"Firefly, that's amazing. If this goes on like this, it will definitely be No.1 in the off-campus tennis competition!"

"No, I'm still far away..." Habitually and modestly smiled, the shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth set off her fair oval face, and her delicate facial features were all charming.

The silver racket beside him was shining brightly in the sun, and beside my ears were cheering cheers on the tennis court.

Recalling the reason why I first got into tennis is very childish.

Just because I read a manga called The Prince of Tennis, I fell in love with tennis deeply, and fell in love with all the people in it who are fighting for their tennis dreams, especially the boy who is always pulling, Echizen Ryoma .

I really like him...

So I asked my mother to send me to learn tennis. I practiced constantly every day. I don’t know how much sweat and effort I put in. After 4 years, I finally became the president of the high school tennis club.

But in fact, this is not enough.

Opening the comics that had been kept in the bag, the figure of the boy appeared in front of her eyes again.

It would be great if we could actually go there and meet them.

But this is all talk.

Hotaru closed her eyes and quietly enjoyed the short break. She didn't pick up the racket and ran back to the court until the referee on the court announced that the temporary break was over.

The game ended with an unexpected victory.

On the way home, I strolled along the side of the road with a tennis bag on my back.Hotaru couldn't help but yawned a lot when she was exhausted from the day.In the mist, I suddenly found a tennis racket lying quietly in the corner of the street. I rubbed my eyes and looked again carefully. There was nothing wrong.

Ok?How could there be a racket there?
And it still appears to be in good shape.

Did someone accidentally lose it?You must know that every tennis racket is not cheap.

Hotaru curiously went to the racket and squatted down, carefully picked up the racket on the ground, the whole racket was completely black, the strings on the racket were tight, and there was no sign of looseness.

It's a new racket...it doesn't look like it's been used yet.

But how did the new racket end up here?No one came back to look for it?It wasn't picked up by anyone...how strange...

Hotaru squatted on the ground and looked at the racket over and over again, trying to find some omissions, but unfortunately there was nothing.

"Do you like playing tennis very much?"

Eh!
The one who spoke...was...the racket in his hand?

"Ah—" Yingying screamed and quickly dropped the beat, "You... did you speak?"

"What's so scary...it's just a talking racket..."

"Can talk... Isn't it scary?"

"Why is it scary if you can talk? You can also talk, I don't think you're scary..."

Hearing the idiot-like words of the racket, Hotaru's face quickly darkened.

People can talk, isn't it weird and scary?Even if it is a racket, the thinking should be in line with reality.

"Hey, you haven't answered what I asked you just now, do you like playing tennis very much?" The racket was thrown on the ground, but she didn't seem to care about it, but continued to ask the question that Hotaru didn't answer just now.

Gradually getting used to the talking racket, Hotaru quickly calmed down and was no longer so shocked.

"um, yes……"

"Haha... well, then I will grant your wish."

"Wish? Do you know what my wish is?"

"Didn't you still think about meeting the character in the comic book in your schoolbag today?"

"Ah. Indeed...but...you..."

"Then I'll let you go to that world."

"Ah? Really...Really? You can do it? Time travel is...impossible, right?" Ying looked at the racket on the ground in disbelief, then leaned over to pick it up, and held it on the ground. chest.

Although she doesn't believe it, she still hopes that it will come true.

Go to that world, go there, meet those people, meet Echizen Ryoma, tell him that she has always liked him, and that his dream will definitely come true, to become the strongest tennis player.

"Of course, you met me, we are destined, and you like to play tennis, so it is even more destined... Then... what do you want to do in the world over there? You can make three requests."

"Well, I think about it..."

On the dilapidated roadside at the corner of the street, the girl squatted there looking at the racket in her hand, as if she had found a treasure.

Her eyes were shining brightly, and she was pinching her hands and thinking hard about something.

The sky is orange, the sun is almost submerged on the horizon, and the wind is blowing the leaves rustling, creating harmony.

Everything will begin.

(End of this chapter)