【Summary】The Canyon Summoner plays tennis at Rikkai University

For the ninth time, Yukimura Seiichi was put into a wormhole at a different time from Karasuma Gaki, together with Bunta.

It was the venue of the national competition finals of the second year of junior high school.

Witnessed the scene of the champion Rikkai winning the second consecutive championship.

"Mori-senpai, you look very cold." Yukimura looked at the cold Mori who was not very sociable with the people of Rikkai.

"......Hmm." Bunta scratched his cheek. He was not a regular member in the first round.

Although Yukimura said that he met him when he was a child and gave him a training sheet, but...

He now understands what Agaki said, that it can't be changed.

When Karasuma Gaki left, Menghuan stayed with little Yukimura to accompany him.

For the tenth time, the three were teleported together again.

Karasuma Gaki skillfully pulled people to ask the time. The mobile phone given to him by Atobe seemed to be unable to withstand the magnetic field of frequent time travel and had been broken long ago.

"It's the Kanto finals..." Karasuma Gaki grabbed a little boy in a green short-sleeved shirt, "Hori?"

Hori was surrounded by several tall boys when he came out to use the restroom. He was almost scared to death.

"Uh, do you know me?" He was a little proud when he heard the other party calling out his name.

He, Horio, has been playing tennis for two years. It is reasonable for him to be a legend in the tennis world!

I didn't expect that a senior knew him!

Let Horio go, the three of them entered the park, and the game just started.

"It is said that the people from Seigaku were late for a long time." The people from the Tennis Association just let Seigaku be late, and let the people from Rikkai University wait for their opponents.

"The Tennis Association is very biased." Yukimura smiled slightly.

"Because we are from Kanagawa Prefecture, not the local area of ​​Tokyo." Bunta also knew in his heart that the Tennis Association was unfair to them.

"...... Not necessarily." This is a preference for the protagonists. Even if Hyotei Gakuen is a school in the local area of ​​Tokyo, it will not receive such preference from the Tennis Association.

Yukimura glanced at Karasuma Gaki, he knew what he meant, here, Seigaku was the protagonist group, Ryoma was the protagonist.

He had never experienced it before, what was it like in Gaki's words, a world where other people were the protagonists.

In his impression, Ryoma was a very tsundere and cute child who liked to say the opposite to them and loved to act like a spoiled child.

Entering the stadium, the three people entered the Rikkai rest area and immediately attracted attention.

"Three people who look very impressive have entered the Rikkai rest area."

"Are they college students? Or high school students? Are they seniors who have graduated from Rikkai University?"

Someone in the audience was secretly discussing the three people.

"Sanada." Karasuma Gaki called out to Sanada who was sitting with his back to them and his arms crossed.

Sanada turned his head, was stunned for a moment, and stood up to the few people.

The three people were already standing higher than Sanada, and with the altitude of the three people, Sanada felt uncomfortable being looked down upon.

"Where's Yukimura?" Karasuma Gaki leaned down, folded his hands on the railing, lowered his body center of gravity to look at Sanada.

Karasuma Gaki didn't ask Yukimura to have surgery as soon as possible. He told Bunta, not sure if it would be successful.

"His surgery is scheduled for today, and we will definitely bring the championship back to him." Sanada's tone was very sincere and determined.

Karasuma Gaki's expression was indifferent, and he didn't respond to Sanada. He turned to look at Yukimura and Bunta, "I'll let Menghuan accompany him."

Yukimura was a little surprised and nodded.

"I'll go to the hospital to accompany him." Bunta said. He had personally experienced this game in the first round, so there was no need to watch it again, and he didn't want to watch it again.

"Okay." Yukimura nodded in response.

Bunta looked at himself on the court. He won the Kanto finals, won all the doubles, and lost all three singles. It was very ugly.

Bunta turned and left.

Yukimura watched Bunta leave, turned back, and Sanada had been looking at him.

Not only Sanada, but also Niou, Yanagi, Yagyu, and Kirihara kept staring at him.

Karasuma Gaki found a seat and sat down. Yukimura smiled back at them and said, "Come on."

He turned around and sat down next to Karasuma Gaki.

Sanada returned to his seat and continued to supervise the game.

The two doubles matches were not easy to win.

Karasuma Gaki turned his head and glanced at Yukimura's expression, which was expressionless.

In fact, Yukimura seemed to be smiling most of the time, referring to life.

If he was on the court or the field, he would be expressionless most of the time, and he was domineering.

Karasuma Gaki, whether in life or on the court, would smile most of the time, but most of the time he might be frivolous.

Kirihara touched Yukimura's side, and it was Yanagi's game on the field.

"You look like our Minister Yukimura."

Yukimura turned his head and nodded slightly to him, "My last name is Yukimura."

Kirihara opened his mouth wide, with a look of surprise. It turned out that Minister Yukimura had a brother. No wonder he was so long.So similar.

"Don't you need to warm up? I'll go play a practice match with you to warm up." Karasuma Gaki saw Kirihara's silly face and wanted to play with him.

"Eh... Who are you? Do you want to compete with me?" Kirihara, who took Karasuma Gaki's care for him as a provocation, got angry.

"Heh~" Karasuma Gaki put his left hand around Yukimura's waist to gain leverage, and stretched out his right hand to pinch Kirihara's chin, "I said warm up, idiot."

Kirihara was very unhappy, it hurts!

But he was a man and he wouldn't shout it out. When he was about to grab the hand of the bullying white-haired boy with both hands, he had already let go.

Yukimura pressed Karasuma Gaki's hand with his left hand and held it lightly, turned his head and looked at Kirihara, "He's very good."

"Really? Let's go!" Kirihara picked up the racket and followed Karasuma Gaki.

Karasuma Gaki played a coaching match with Kirihara for about half an hour. When he came back with people, the score was 5 to 4, and Yanagi was leading.

Yukimura stood behind Sanada with his arms folded, his face cold.

Karasuma Gaki stood beside Yukimura, watching the court start a love match, and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, "Ha."

Sanada sat with his arms folded, his face very ugly.

Yanagi was too outrageous, he gave the opponent so many points in the beginning, and he is still fighting now.

He could have ended the game just now.

Lost.

When Sanada swung his fist to punish Yanagi, he was stopped by Kirihara with his racket.

"What's the big deal, I can just win it back! I will win the game in thirteen minutes."

Kirihara came on the court for the second singles match.

‹Miyo~›

Mean suddenly appeared beside Karasuma Gaki, stretched out his hand to catch it, "What's wrong?"

‹Miyo~› Yukimura's surgery is about to begin.

"Okay." Karasuma Gaki still looked at the court, "The surgery is about to begin."

Yukimura nodded.

Sanada's sitting body stiffened.

Niou and Bunta came up and greeted Menghuan.

"Menghuan, is Yukimura doing well?" Although he couldn't understand Menghuan's words, he could ask in the form of a question.

Menghuan nodded and sat on Karasuma Gaki's shoulder.

On the court, Kirihara couldn't beat Fuji, and his emotions went out of control and his eyes turned red.

Karasuma Gaki only heard a very light sigh from Yukimura.

Kirihara opened the state of no self, and Fuji temporarily became blind and opened the pupil of the heart.

After the game, he was so tired that he fell asleep on the court when shaking hands, and was hugged by Fuji before he fell.

Sanada came forward to take the person, and soon, the person woke up.

After discussing with the referee, Sanada allowed the few people who finished the game to leave early.

They packed their things and planned to go to the hospital.

"Karasuma-san, Yukimura-san, do you want to go with us?" It was Bunta who spoke.

He saw a person who looked very similar to him in the game just now.

Yukimura lowered his eyes, shook his head, and smiled at him, "You go."

"Okay." Bunta nodded, turned around and followed Yanagi and the others away.

Yanagi felt a little uncomfortable. These two people...

The Yukimura-san who looked very similar to Yukimura had not looked at him since he lost the game.

That person clearly comforted Akaya who lost the game.

Did he see it?

He didn't try his best.

Before turning around, Yanagi glanced at Sanada. He believed that Sanada would definitely win.

Yukimura looked at the impatient Sanada on the court.

Sanada, who was beginning to be chased by Echizen Ryoma on the court, glanced at Yukimura who was folding his arms and expressionless in the audience, and Karasuma who had a somewhat cold expression.

He finally did not choose to use "Moving like thunder" and "Unknown like the shadow".

Sanada also lost.

To be honest, Karasuma Gaki felt that even if Sanada used it, he would not win because he was not the protagonist.

The protagonist can add debuffs to others, or reduce the opponent's five dimensions, or learn the trick you just used in one second, without any practice.

This is a unique ability of the protagonist or the protagonist group.

Just like in the fusion world, as the protagonist, he can also learn how to fight after Lin Xiu taught him, learned the frustration for a while, listened to Lin Xiu's explanation, and understood the gravity through Keith's "demonstration".

Yukimura sighed lightly, put down his hands that were folded on his chest, held Karasuma's hand, turned around and buried his face in his shoulder.

"Let me lean on you for a while." The voice was very light.

With a lot of thoughts, Yukimura also felt helpless. He could see that Sanada really wanted to win.

Looking at Sanada's last shocked expression, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Karasuma stretched out his right hand to hold him and patted his back, slightly tilted his head, and touched Yukimura's hair on the side of his face with his cheek.

"I know, it can't be changed."

"Yeah." Karasuma stretched out his hand and touched Yukimura's head.