Tennis no Oujisama © Konomi Takeshi, Shuheisha, Inc.
While rabble students wished for new clothes, bags, gaming consoles, or anything ordinary for presents, the same thing didn't apply to someone as extraordinary as Atobe Keigo. The Hyotei's number one student got the chance to name anything he wanted for coming out as the student with the highest mark in sophomore year's final exam. His request was of course, extraordinary...
"Sugee! A new tennis court?" Akutagawa Jirō ecstatically asked and jumped like a boy asking if he could have candy. "Say, can we play in it? Can we? Can we?"
"It's not yet done, Jirō. Ore-sama hasn't even started working on it. Did you hear what I said?" He took his coffee cup to his lip, smelling the aroma before taking a sip.
"Is it really something you can request from your parents?" Despite the question, Mukahi Gakuto didn't look too surprised. He lazily twirled his fork on top of his unfinished strawberry shortcake slice. "The only thing I earn when I scored the highest mark in English is an all-I-can-eat deep fried chicken and that was before I got into the same class with you."
His lips stretched into a smirk. "Hn. Bow to my greatness, Mukahi. You'll never get the best score as long as Ore-sama is around. Especially not when English is ore-sama's native language. Right, Kabaji?"
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