Prince of Tennis: A tennis legend that started from signing in

Chapter 56: Happy and Fun 'Training', Brand's Implicit Blessing

next moment.

The children who were playing on the wooden amusement facilities in this wooden racket factory suddenly gathered together happily.

"Brother Hei Yu, Brother Hei Yu~"

"You are finally back."

Followed by.

Hei Yu Chun Feng was surrounded.

The children were so happy.

"Ok?"

"Guests are coming!"

"The fierce uncle in a hat, the gentle brother in a coat, the squinty-eyed English teacher, the math teacher with glasses, the bald foreign monk, the brother with long braids on his head, the unlucky brother blowing bubbles, and the super handsome brother~"

"Eh! What a scary kelp head!!!"

It seems to be because of a stranger.

The group of children immediately hid behind Kuroba Harukaze and began to give nicknames to the regular players of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School tennis club.

Although the sound is not particularly loud, the damage is off the charts.

It can be said that except for Seiichi Yukimura and Kitagawa, their nicknames are relatively normal.

The rest were worse off than the others.

Without a doubt, Kirihara Akari is the worst one.

"..."

Kirihara Akaya did nothing but maintain the red-eye mode and became an insulator for the child.

"Everyone, please play here for a while."

"I'm going to pick up Dad."

Saeki Torajiro, who was trying to hold back his laughter, forced himself to suppress it, said something to Kitagawa, and hurried away.

As for the other people in Liujiao Middle School, they went to prepare tea and other things.

After all, they invited the regular players of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School tennis club to be their guests.

Proper etiquette is still necessary.

"Seniors."

"End all self-imposed training."

"From now on, all we have to do is play happily and sincerely."

Subsequently.

Beichuan turned around and looked at everyone, then spoke with a smile on his face.

The words fell.

Everyone was stunned.

"Is this training?"

next moment.

Niou Masaharu raised his hand and asked.

"Yes!"

“And it’s super important training.”

“So make sure you’re happy~”

Beichuan nodded very seriously.

This kind of serious look is rarely seen.

"What should I do if I'm isolated by the kids?"

After taking a look at the group of children, Kirihara Akaya asked with a complicated expression.

Although he didn't understand why Beichuan wanted them to have fun.

Even considered this as training.

But although he didn't like to use his brain, he still accepted the training as soon as possible.

"Pfft..."

Niou Masaharu, who had a long braid on his head, laughed out loud.

“How do you know you’ll be isolated if you don’t try?”

"The essence of a person cannot be defined by first impressions."

Shaking his head, Beichuan said earnestly.

After saying that.

Beichuan put the wooden box he was carrying next to the bench, and then walked directly towards the group of children.

Not long after.

Waves of playful and laughing sounds came over.

"Let's go."

"Since we're just playing, then play as much as you want."

"To be honest, the last time I played these was when I was in elementary school."

Taking off the coat draped over his shoulders and putting it aside, Yukimura Seiichi then joined in.

“Although it’s a little lax.”

"But even a long bow has its time to be unstrung."

“If you always have a stern face, you will never smile.”

As he spoke, Genichirō Sanada took off his baseball cap and put it aside very solemnly.

Then Yagyu Hiroshi took off his glasses and gravity wrist and ankle guards, and Yanagi Renji put down his notebook and pen.

Instead, there were people in the crowd having fun.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

"Forget it, I don't want to."

Almost at the same time, Marui Bunta, who was thinking about how to increase the difficulty for himself, and Kirihara Akaya, who was afraid of being isolated, said in unison.

The two looked at each other and joined in.

About ten minutes later.

Everyone from Liujiao Middle School also returned here with hot tea and other things.

And Saeki Torajiro was supporting his father.

Looking at the laughter and joy in the wooden racket factory, this group of Kanto's ever-victorious team, who inherited the tradition of 'enjoying tennis', all blinked their eyes.

"hehe......"

"Young people should be happy."

"You guys should join in too."

Dad said with a chuckle.

Then he walked slowly towards a bench.

And the wooden box wrapped in bandages also appeared in his cloudy and deep eyes.

"Have you given up?"

"Or are you relieved?"

"Or maybe something else..."

After whispering something, he sat down on the bench.

Quietly watching the group of children and older children.

His long white beard swayed in the breeze.

I don’t know what he was thinking at this time.

After a while.

Step on...

Among the crowd of people playing, Beichuan walked towards this side.

"Did you bring this thing here?"

The old man's voice slowly reached Beichuan's ears.

"Ah."

"The old man at home asked me to deliver it to you personally."

Beichuan nodded and answered truthfully.

At the same time, he also picked up the thing on the ground.

"Do you know what's inside?"

Dad asked softly as he tremblingly picked up the hot tea and took a sip.

"do not know."

Although Beichuan was also curious about the things inside.

But he didn't open it and check it without permission.

"It's the end of a legend."

"It's also... an obsession."

Dad looked at the tea stems standing up in the teacup and sighed softly.

"This legend you are talking about is..."

Although he had some guesses in his mind, Beichuan still did not make a final conclusion.

"Brand, once ranked number one in the world."

"Young man, you should know more about his glorious past than I do."

"And a small episode in his twilight past took place here."

Dad slowly took the wooden box from Beichuan's hand.

He spoke slowly while removing the bandage wrapped around it.

Click!

As the wooden box was opened.

A brand new wooden racket caught Beichuan's eye.

“It’s true that it has never been used.”

"I made this racket for the lost warrior on his quest for revenge."

"There was no intention, and no agreement was left."

"I just hope he can enjoy playing tennis."

"But now it seems."

"He should have let go of that obsession, the obsession with defeating the samurai."

The rough hands picked up the wooden racket and rubbed it for a few times.

Dad recounted the story with a hint of reminiscence.

"Since he asked you to deliver it to me."

"That means he wants you to play tennis happily."

"He's really a man who's not good at expressing his inner thoughts~"

While talking.

Dad personally placed the brand new wooden racket in Beichuan's hands.