Tennis: Man in Neon, God’s Dazai

"Ahh

"Dazai-kun!".

"Dazai-kun!".

"Dazai-kun!".

As the referee announced, Osamu Dazai won the championship of the elementary school competition.

The audience was boiling.

There are even girls with peach hearts in their eyes, and they are fanatically shouting the name of Osamu Dazai.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai was clearly the center of everyone's attention.

As for the defeated Yukimura, his expression was indescribably bitter.

From the very beginning of his tennis, he has shown extraordinary talent.

In the past, he was the most eye-catching existence in the crowd.

But now, with the advent of Osamu Dazai, that has changed all that.

"I'll win it back one day!".

Osamu Dazai, who is surrounded by the crowd, is in stark contrast to the lonely Yukimura Seiichi.

But this did not hit the heart of the king of Yukimura Seiichi.

If it's just because of a failure, it will lead to a collapse.

Then Yukimura will not be able to grow into a true son of God in the future.

"Let's go. "

Sanada squeezed through the crowd and came to Yukimura's side, whispering.

He could understand Yukimura's mood at the moment.

Because not long ago, he also tasted the bitterness of being crushed.

Failure is not terrible.

It's scary.

He claims to be a tennis genius who has been difficult to produce for ten years, but he is so powerful in the face of Osamu Dazai in the same grade.

6-0！

Crushed from beginning to end!

There was even a moment when Sanada thought in despair.

Why was it born in the same era as a monster like Osamu Dazai?

The appearance of such a monster, I'm afraid that the light of all geniuses will be obscured, right?

As a loser, Seiichi Yukimura didn't say much.

Nodding to Sanada, he left Kakizaka Park hand in hand.

It's just that they've just stepped out of the playing field.

Suddenly, a brown-haired boy with gold-rimmed glasses and a tennis bag on his back hurriedly came.

As if a fateful encounter, the brown-haired boy and Sanada subconsciously looked at each other.

Before Sanada could speak, he heard the brown-haired boy say, "If you don't mind, can you have a fight with me?"

When the words fell, Sanada couldn't help frowning and didn't intend to respond.

"Yukimura, let's go. "

said something to Yukimura, and the two bypassed the brown-haired boy and left directly.

The two of them calmly bypassed the brown-haired boy, and Sanada couldn't help but mutter.

"There are a lot of strange people in Tokyo. "

It's just that the voice just fell, and it didn't take more than ten meters to walk.

Bang!

A yellow light flashed, but it was a tennis cannonball that fell on the two of them.

Looking at the tennis ball spinning wildly on the ground, it bounced straight back into the brunette boy's hand.

Sanada and Yukimura couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

Turning their heads and looking at the brown-haired boy, both of them saw the monstrous battle intent in his eyes.

As if to say, "Am I qualified to challenge you?"

Seeing this, Sanada couldn't help but snort coldly.

"I don't believe that there are so many perverts like Osamu Dazai in Tokyo. "

"Since you want to compete, then I will fulfill you. "

I already had the anger of being crushed by Osamu Dazai in my heart.

At this moment, the brown-haired boy hit the muzzle of the gun.

It's just ......

Thirty-five minutes later.

Sanada bent over, hands on his knees, gasping violently.

Sweating profusely, his proud eyes were filled with doubts about life.

Monsters!

Even if it's not as good as Osamu Dazai, I'm afraid it's not far behind.

Tokyo, is it so scary?

With all his strength, he was as fast as the wind, and his aggression was like fire, and he could only barely win a game.

Whether it's double the return spin, power, speed.

It's still a thousand tempers without self, or the extremely rotating Tezuka realm.

Every move is amazing.

This is the second time!

Growing so big, this is the second time that Sanada has been crushed by his peers in tennis, which he is good at.

Even Yukimura, who was just watching the battle, was full of coldness.

"Classmate, if you don't mind, can you have a fight with me?".

After defeating Sanada, the brown-haired boy immediately looked at Yukimura and challenged.

Yukimura was a little moved.

But because the first door of the realm of selflessness was forcibly opened.

In addition, under the tremendous pressure of Osamu Dazai's sunfall, Yukimura's physical strength has not fully recovered at this moment.

With a flash of his eyes, Yukimura said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it today." "

"But if you still want to challenge anyone, go in and find Osamu Dazai. "

"He's the winner of this tournament. "

When the words fell, regardless of whether the brown-haired boy listened or not, Yukimura pulled Sanada and left.

Looking at Sanada, who was obviously hit, Yukimura couldn't help but speak.

"Sanada, I've decided, I'm going to join Lihai High School. "

"Someday, I'm going to defeat Osamu Dazai!".

As a well-known junior high school with a long history in Kanagawa, the tennis department of Lihai University High School is very strong.

Although it has been three consecutive years, it has not been able to get a good ranking in the national competition.

But before Yukimura and Sanada joined, they achieved a brilliant result of 12 consecutive victories in the Kanto Tournament.

Tennis has never been a one-man sport.

To defeat Osamu Dazai, they need a stage.

And Lihai High School is the stage that Yukimura thinks is the most suitable for himself.

"Good!".

Listening to Yukimura's firm words, Sanada also walked out of his depression.

With the dream of a national championship, both have one more goal.

That's to defeat Osamu Dazai!

The two teenagers with surging fighting spirit embarked on a historic moment at this moment.

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