53 | The Night Before GSO

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Tennis no Oujisama © Konomi Takeshi, Shuheisha, Inc

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Seeing how the Seigaku brats were getting in their way of conquering Keigo's queen, Oshitari Yūshi decided to stick his nose where it didn't belong

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Seeing how the Seigaku brats were getting in their way of conquering Keigo's queen, Oshitari Yūshi decided to stick his nose where it didn't belong. After the practice, he began to watch Tezuka Hikari's daily activity, disguised as an old man reading a newspaper across the street. Of course, he had made two tiny holes in the paper to make his job easier.

Despite having Keigo's security guarding her, the Seigaku brats still occasionally fetched Hikawi when her brother couldn't. She seemed to be especially close with Momoshiro Takeshi and Echizen Ryoma, spending more time with them than the others. Using them to get closer to her was out of the question.

Which was why his eyes fell on a petite girl who seemed to be her best friend.

"Kanamori Kotoha..." He charmed her name out of a girl; thanks to the glasses that made Oshitari Yūshi the man he was.

However, it came with another problem.

The black-haired girl didn't seem like someone who would easily fall for his charm.

Yūshi observed her interactions with both the Seigaku brats and Tezuka Kunimitsu—seeing how she treated them normally, unlike the other girls at school. To begin his investigation, he asked his teammates for their opinions on her.

"Uhm, she looks hard to talk to?" said Chōtaro.

"Gloomy," said Ryō.

"Scary," said Haginosuke.

"Uhm... I don't know?" said Jirō.

"I feel like she could murder me," said Gakuto.

They literally represent what was in his mind. But the last comment got his guard down.

"She's interesting."

Yūshi couldn't help but whip his head towards Wakashi, as did the rest of his teammates. "What's this? Hiyoshi, is she your type?"

"I'm just sensing the wave that swirls around her resonance with mine," Wakashi said with a smirk enough to make children cry in fear.

"Then can you help me and talk to her?"

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