Prince of Tennis - I am Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 61 - 63

Chapter 61 A natural decision

"Ah! It cut his eye!"

"It's bleeding so much!" The roaring noises of the audience were mixed with a few familiar shouts, "Echizen!"

"Ryoma!"

"Little one!"

"Ryoma-kun!"

"Stop the bleeding first! Get the first aid kit quickly!" Noisy footsteps sounded around me. Then, I was almost carried back to the players’ bench.

"There's no way, I can't stop it!" Senior Oishi tried to use gauze to help me stop the bleeding, but the gauze was quickly soaked with blood, and his hand seemed unsteady.

"Ah, it looks like it hurts~" The expression on Kikumaru-senpai's face seemed as if the wound was on his body. "Oh, my God——" Senior Kawamura actually suffered from dizziness.

Senior Fuji's smile disappeared. "This is what you get for swinging the racket recklessly." His eyes glowed blue.

"Tsk, that's so shameful!" Senior Haitang said bitterly, squinting to the side. ...beat up the drowned dog?

"How is it? Dashi." The minister's voice was still so calm.

"Fortunately, the eyeball was not injured, but the eyelid was scratched very deeply. It seems that I can't continue." Senior Oishi said in a serious tone, "It's all gone so far..."

"Wow, it's broken like this!" Momojo picked up the broken racket on the ground, turned to me and shouted, "Echizen, let me put this racket in your bag~" He walked towards my tennis bag with the broken racket.

"Senior Momoshiro," I said. He stopped and looked back at me.

"By the way, help me get a spare racket." Everyone around him was stunned.

The first person to react was Taocheng. "Okay." He looked at me deeply.

"What nonsense! Don't even look at yourself!" Senior Oishi was rarely so angry.

"It's best not to mess around. Now the competition is too unfavorable for you." Senior Qian leaned against the fence and looked at me, "Look at--" He pointed to my clothes with his finger.

I looked down and saw that the blood on my face was dripping on my clothes, staining a large area red.

"Echizen-kun, you don't really want to continue the game, do you?" The referee came over and said, "I won't let you play unless you can stop the bleeding. Although you must be very disappointed, you have to give up, okay?"

——Give up? I also panicked when the racket handle flew towards my eye. I didn't feel relieved until I heard from Oishi-senpai that his eyeballs were not hurt. After the initial confusion, my left eye did hurt a lot. But why are the referee's words so harsh?

Tezuka, don't overwork yourself. Think about the future and the progress of your recovery... Teacher Ryuzaki's words came to mind like a ghost at this moment.

"No." I raised my hand and wiped my sticky left eye with my sleeve, and I said, "I want to compete."

"You..." The referee felt speechless. Everyone was strangely silent, and their expressions became more and more terrifying.

"Ryoma, come here!" Teacher Ryuzaki broke the silence. I walked over to her.

"Silly boy!" She cursed, and then asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." I said harshly.

Mre. Ryuzaki looked at me steadily for a while, then suddenly laughed, turned around and shouted: "Oishi, give me the first aid kit!"