Ice Queen of Tennis

Late Again

Ryuu pov:

I was at home, drinking some tea as Ryo-nii came back. He sure took his sweet time....

He was on his way to his room. Probably planning on thinking about what happened today.

"Ryo-nii," I said. He stopped in his tracks.
He sort of glanced back and asked, "What?"

"So, how was it?"
"How was what?"
"No need to act like it's a secret in front of me, Ryo-nii~"
I sipped on my tea as he started to glare at me.
"Lemme just tell you, Ryo-nii. This is a good chance to learn just how far you can go..."
"Tch. Whatever," said Ryo-nii as he left.

I smiled softly as I saw Ryo-nii going to his room.

I have worried about his play style. It is simply a copy of otou-san. In order to grow, Ryo-nii needs to create his own tennis.

'Let's see what kind of tennis you will make, Ryo-nii'

A Few Days Later:

"Ryo-nii....If you don't wake up now, I'm leaving you behind."

A muffled reply came from the bed in front of me.

I sigh as I left his room, all ready to leave home. I made my way to the door, put on my shoes, took my tennis bag, and left home.

'9:27...There's sitll time for him to get ready. That is, if he wakes up right now.'

I sighed once more before focusing on getting to the tournament area.

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Once I arrived, I greeted everybody and stood with them, watching other's play their matches.

"What about Ochibi?" asked Kikumaru-san.

I laughed sheepishly at that question. "You should probably ask that to Ryo-nii once he arrives."

Third POV:

Fuji Yuuta is standing far behind, watching the Seigaku members. Or rather, watching his brother, Fuji Shuusuke.

Behind Yuuta are two members of the St. Rudolph tennis club, Akazawa Yoshiro and Mizuki Hajime.

"Setting Tezuka nad Fuji aside..." started off the captain of St. Rudolph team, "Do we need to keep an eye out on the freshmen, Mizuki?"

"Yeah, it would be bad to underestimate them."

"Look, Mizuki... Yuuta is..."

The two approached Yuuta.

"Yuuta-kun!" Mizuki called out, catching the second year's attention.

"What's wrong? Making such a scary face. Analyzing your opponents?"

"I've come all this way to defeat that guy," replied Yuuta.

"In order to let you play Fuji Shuusuke, I'm running a simulation of Seigaku's playing order right now."

"Please do."