Not long after the Kanto Tournament, it was the first semester's final exam.
Before the official holiday, Yukimura announced the tennis club's holiday plans.
"… Eh?!
Hakone? "
"Yes, that's right.
Renji contacted his relative who owns a hotel in Hakone. We plan to use the remaining funds from last year to hold a special week-long training camp. "
Yukimura smiled and said, "The hotel is built against the mountain, and the tennis court is not far from town. It's a good place."
"But it sounds more like a trip." Marui blinked and blew a bubble.
Yukimura did not refute his point of view.
"How should I put it?
Next up is the National Tournament. In order to prepare for the National Tournament and to make everyone more cohesive, appropriate fun is necessary. "He crossed his arms, and his coat almost fluttered in the wind.
Next to him, Liu, who had "contacted his relative," continued, "Of course, in addition to the main team, the trainees are reserve team members.
The next selection is in early August, two weeks before the official start of the National Tournament.
If there is a change in personnel at this time, we will also be very happy. "
His tone did not fluctuate at all, and it was impossible to tell what "very happy" meant.
Prince Ren secretly calculated the "travel" expenses of a dozen people for a week. It was indeed difficult for the person in charge of the accounts to be happy.
"Okay, do you have any questions?
You can ask them now. "Liu asked.
Seto raised his hand, "Then, can I ask for leave?"
"Senior, do you have other arrangements?" Yukimura asked.
Seto smiled and hesitated for a few seconds.
Yitiao saw that he did not speak, so he smiled and said, "He didn't do well in the final exam this time, so the teacher will probably ask him to stay for tutoring."
"Tutoring …?"
"We are going to be promoted soon. When school started, there was a voluntary enrollment for the advanced class. This guy and I both signed up.
The advanced class has a rigid score rule. Before the exam, the teacher said that if you don't reach a certain ranking, you will stay for class during the holidays. "Yitiao said," So the two of us have to stay for class.
Ah, my grades are okay, but as partners, it's better to share joys and sorrows, right? "
This was an irrefutable reason.
Yukimura pondered for a while and simply agreed. "Then I'll leave you a training plan."
"Thank you."
When it came to the topic of grades, it was easy to fall into some bad comparisons.
Yitiao glanced at the uneasy Seto and snorted softly. He turned his head and looked at the other second-year students. He could not help but sigh. "Speaking of which, you guys don't seem to have any problems with grades at all."
"Senior, you also have the qualifications to be an observer, right?" Willow said.
Yitiao frowned slightly. "Aren't OB students specialized in sports?
Our school uses the OB quota to enroll … It's not very nice of me to say this, but I'll be laughed at.
Tachikai University's Senior High School was a school with a very high deviation rate in Kanagawa. If one could enter the Senior High School through the proper entrance exam, it would be much better.
After all, more than half of the students in the high school section are directly promoted from middle school. "
"School bullying?
It doesn't seem like Senior's personality to care about that. "Yukimura said.
Yitiao smiled. "If I can live well, of course I'll live well. As for me, I'm just an ordinary person.
And the essence of being an ordinary person is to disappear into the crowd. "
Seto: "… That's enough. You're saying something I don't understand.
Why do I feel like you're mocking me? "
Yitiao shook his head. He felt that partnering with this idiot beside him was one of the biggest failures of his school life.
"Study hard!
Don't fail again! "He said earnestly.
Seto was extremely dissatisfied. "The final grades aren't out yet!
I haven't confirmed that I'll fail yet! "
Yitiao sneered. "But you won't be able to get on the red list.
As for me, I still have these — "
He pointed his finger forward and drew an arc that included the other second-year students. "They're also on the red list."
Seto choked.
He looked at the juniors in front of him and said bitterly, "Yanagi and Kazuyanagi are fine, but Prince Ren, why are your grades so good too?"
Prince Ren:???
"Senior, don't judge a book by its cover." He couldn't help but puff out his cheeks.
Yes, although Prince Ren looked like a "prickly person" who would play pranks in class (the truth was not much different), his grades had always been very good.
When Marui first met him, he didn't believe in superstition and thought that the ranking on the red list was wrong. After a few times, he hesitantly asked if he could borrow his notes.
Prince Ren's habit of taking notes was to write an outline when he was preparing for class. He summarized the key points in the book and his own understanding. In class, he would use a pen of different colors to modify the outline. During review, he would summarize and summarize it again.
After reading it once, Marui fell in love with his colorful notes and evaluated Prince Ren with a new perspective.
"Although you're a person who likes to steal my snacks, if you think about it, it's not unacceptable to exchange your notes," Marui said.
Prince Ren was silent for a while and said, "Forget it, Bunta. You shouldn't accept it."
He didn't steal the snacks because he liked them. He just thought it was interesting.
If the "victim" became submissive, wouldn't it be meaningless?
Marui also guessed what he was thinking. He couldn't help but roll his eyes and say, "How can there be such an annoying person?"
The "annoying" person had been well-behaved for some time.
It wasn't that he stopped pranking people or was gentle and polite, but the frequency of his pranks had decreased. When he talked to people, he no longer had an "I'm just up to no good" expression.
Yukimura even came over to ask if he had any problems recently.
Prince Ren thought to himself, "What kind of image do you have in your hearts?"
Of course he was fine, nothing at all. It was just that he had awakened some amazing ability.
The power in his dream made his physical strength unable to improve. The thing called "Psychic Power" (yes, Prince Ren considered and decided to believe in part, although the dialog box was really like a hacker's prank) was like a bottomless pit, so he felt tired all the time.
This kind of tiredness was more of a mental exhaustion. It consumed his energy.
To a certain extent, Prince Ren had obsessive-compulsive disorder. There were things that he had to finish every day, such as studying, tennis practice, and watching tennis videos.
In the past, or to be more precise, ever since he joined the tennis club at Tachikai University, he could finish everything before 9 PM. He could even go out to the arcade or go to the park to bask in the moonlight and breathe in the "essence of the moon."
But after the dream, even if he finished all these things, he didn't have the energy to go out. In addition to the special training list and his own conscious training …
"Masuharu, wake up."
Prince Ren struggled in his sleep, muttering that it was still early, let him sleep a little longer.
"You have a club activity today. You have to take the bus to school."
School activity?
Prince Ren sat up from his sleep.
Half of his confused mind was still immersed in the dream. The Yukimura on the hospital bed seemed to be Sanada slapping Yukimura on the rooftop of the hospital …
No, Sanada Hyun Ichiro was so bold that he dared to hit Yukimura?!
Wasn't it always Yukimura who bullied Sanada?
Wasn't Sanada only able to bully Jiyuan?
"Masuharu?"
Prince Ren turned his head and saw his mother wearing a small dress with light makeup.
"You haven't gone to work yet?"
Prince Ren's mother smiled, "I'm leaving.
But I'm afraid you can't get up, so I called you first. "
But mom, I remember that you go to work much earlier than me …
Prince Ren sighed. He glanced at the alarm clock on the desk and raised his hand to cover his eyes.
"Hurry up and get up. You can still go to school and do some morning training.
Mom heard that the competition in your school's sports club is fierce. "Prince Ren's mother held her face," If you play in the national competition, you must invite mom to watch. "
"Ah, forget it if I can't play."
"… Puri."
In the end, only eight people went to Hakone for the group activity.
Yitiao senpai and Seto senpai were addicted to tutoring. Mōri said that he would go to Kansai during the holidays and would only come back when the competition started.
As for the other members, most of them were third-year students, and they were also addicted to tutoring.
Yukimura was inspired and looked at everyone's report cards.
Ordinary members also had good grades and bad grades, but it didn't matter if they didn't participate in the competition.
As for those who had a chance to become members of the main team or were already members of the main team, the third-year students put most of their energy into their studies regardless of their grades. The second-year students didn't have bad grades either. (In fact, there were a few who had good grades, such as Kazuyanagi Liu, who was guaranteed to be in the top three). As for the first-year students …
Well, let's not talk about the first-year students. Let's talk about Jiyuan.
Jiyuan's Mandarin was good, but it was worse in mathematics, physics, and chemistry.
But it was still within the safety line (at least a pass). But his English grades …
The timeline returned to the day when the report cards were announced. After training, they were back at the club office.
"… 8 points?" Sanada doubted his eyes.
Prince Ren watched as smoke came out of Sanada's head. The katana that only appeared when Sanada was playing basketball appeared for a moment.
Prince Ren thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.
Then, Jiyuan, who was called to the club office, looked around and said, "Well, Deputy Minister, I was just unlucky this time."
"… Luck?"
"I got a lot of multiple-choice questions wrong." He touched the back of his head and laughed foolishly.
Sanada's luck.
Liu was silent for a while as he looked at the results.
Logically speaking, they didn't have to worry so much. After all, as a private school, they could participate in all kinds of competitions as long as they didn't fail more than three subjects.
And Jiyuan's English was the only subject that was dangerous …
No, they couldn't think of it that way!
Including English, if this kid was a little careless in physics and mathematics, that would be three subjects!
Even Chemistry was flying at a low altitude!
In another year, second-year students would be more difficult than first-year students. There was more than a 50% chance of failing!
Liu stood up, "Chiye, remember to bring your homework when you go to Hakone."
"Eh?!
Aren't we going for training? "Jiyuan opened his eyes wide.
"You have to do your summer homework even if you're going for training." Marui said, "We have to bring our homework too."
"Yes, but Jiyuan, you have to bring your textbooks too." Liu said.
"They're so heavy! There are so many books!" Jiyuan said unhappily.
"You have a car." Prince Ren also said sarcastically.
"What? Seniors, are you going to tutor me?
Jiyuan, Chiye, doesn't need … "
Before Jiyuan could finish his sentence, Sanada, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up.
He slammed the report card on the table, as if he was angered by Jiyuan's words.
"You're too lax!" His voice lingered in the club office three times. "You should be prepared to tutor me!"
Jiyuan kept quiet out of fear.
Prince Ren looked at the faint flames behind Sanada and the sword that suddenly appeared above his head. It was more transparent than during the competition.