Prince Ren's fever subsided on the same day.
Prince Ren's mother, who had asked for leave, saw that Prince Ren had taken his medicine on time and decided to change the menu at home.
Prince Ren could only hold a cup of hot water and be stuffed under the quilt.
He was actually fine, but his complexion was very bad. He could only study his new ability under his mother's disapproving gaze.
Transforming into a tennis ball.
To be honest, this ability was too strange.
What could he do with a tennis ball?
Could it be that he would have to carry a tennis racket with him to save the world in the future?
No, no, no, he didn't want to save the world at all. He was just an ordinary high school student who could play tennis.
Prince Ren imagined the following scene: In the same situation where the witches were shooting arrows to catch demons, he, holding a racket, played a tennis ball that others might not necessarily see …
It was too embarrassing.
After playing with the tennis ball for a while and testing the effects of this tennis ball, a whole day passed.
At present, he had no way to test the effects of the tennis ball, and he didn't dare to throw it out. (What if it hit a wall and something happened to the wall? How would he explain it?
He didn't have the money to renovate his house. Three years of pocket money would be deducted!).
He could only touch and pinch it.
It felt no different from an ordinary tennis ball. It was a uniform style ordered by Tachikai University.
As for the transparency, it would increase with the passage of time.
If it was a tennis ball that he concentrated his energy on, it would disappear after half an hour.
If he held it in his hand, he could hold it for an hour.
Prince Ren rubbed the ball in his hand, thinking that he really had to find time to go to Kyoto.
To be honest, compared to the Government of the Time, which claimed that "a formal government provides legal contracts", he felt that the temples and shrines were more credible.
Didn't it sound too strange that a system from the future could change history?
To them, he should be a "person in history".
Wouldn't it be contradictory to the statement in those slogans if he became a Divine Inquisitor?
However, Prince Ren didn't go to Kyoto smoothly.
Probably because they were scared by his sudden illness, his parents, who didn't care about him not coming home at night, suddenly started to care about his trip.
"I just want to go to Kyoto to take a look …"
"No." Prince Ren's mother narrowed her eyes. "You haven't recovered yet."
Prince Ren wants me to sneak away?
Run away from home?
"Don't think about running away from home, Masuharu."
Prince Ren's mother knew what her son was thinking. "Your pocket money is not enough to pay for the round-trip ticket and accommodation to the capital."
"It's fine as long as it's enough for one trip." Prince Ren said.
Prince Ren's mother raised her eyebrows and snorted, "Aren't you going to select the official candidate next week?
You still need to prepare for the national competition? "
Prince Ren: "…"
"Rest well at home for the next few days."
Seeing through Prince Ren's love for tennis, Prince Ren's mother sighed. "It's rare for you to have something you like so much. Don't leave any regrets."
What was Prince Ren thinking? He was suddenly being lectured.
"Just be as obedient as your younger brother." Prince Ren's mother complained.
Prince Ren: My stupid younger brother is stupid and doesn't know his place.
That being said, Prince Ren still didn't succeed in running away until he returned to school to prepare for the official competition.
When he was young, not long after his younger brother was born, he really ran away from home.
It wasn't because he wanted to compete for the attention of his parents, but because he wanted to go out and play while his family's attention was not on him. He wanted to see the outside world.
He brought money and daily necessities and took a car to a different town from his hometown.
From the seaside to the inland, he also saw the mountains.
But it was very inconvenient for minors to stay in the dormitory. He also felt that the outside world was not as interesting as the seaside, so he went back. He only left home for two days.
When he returned home, his mother seemed to be able to see everything clearly. She said that Masuharu was back and that he wouldn't be able to eat any later.
How frustrating.
He was completely seen through.
Probably because his only experience of running away from home was a failure, Prince Ren never ran away from home again.
Even if he went out to play at night, he would come home in the middle of the night.
The lights at home would also be on for him.
Now Prince Ren suspected that his family was not normal.
Would a normal person's child be so … unresponsive when they ran away from home?
Even he felt that his mother's attitude was too careless.
In addition, things like spiritual power, no matter what book or work, there was a bit of hereditary factor.
Otherwise, why would there be a big family of Yin Yang Masters?
But it seemed that his sister and younger brother were ordinary people.
Especially his stupid younger brother. Other than being taller and stronger than others, he didn't have any good points.
Prince Ren pondered for a long time but couldn't come to a conclusion.
He couldn't run to his mother and ask if his family had some amazing bloodline.
He could ask his father, but it would be treated as a routine joke and be answered. Hahaha, Masuharu, what kind of manga are you reading again?
Prince Ren sighed and felt a little sad.
After he recovered from the aftereffects of his fever, the official competition was the next day.
The official competition was held to determine the participants of the national competition. As usual, all members of the club were eligible to participate.
The results of this year's Main Selection Competition had already been decided before it began.
The seniors who gave up on Hakone's training made their choice when they gave the reason.
Was it tennis, or was it better for him to enter a higher school?
"Originally, I wouldn't play tennis in high school.
But at the last minute, I still feel bad about being pulled down from the official competition. "Yitiao said.
He glanced at Yanagi outside the court and said to Prince Ren standing in front of him, "Now it's as you wish."
"Senior, don't make it sound like you're going easy on me." Prince Ren frowned slightly.
Yitiao laughed.
He shook his head. "Would you think so?"
Prince Ren puffed up his cheeks.
He wasn't as calm as he appeared.
Probably because the fever from a few days ago really affected his body, his performance wasn't very stable.
And he also saw something new.
For example, he found that the sword above Sanada's head wasn't just a sword.
There was also a person holding a sword.
He couldn't see the face clearly, but he could see the outline of a person. The person seemed to be wearing a samurai suit, but it didn't seem like one.
But at least he could see that it was a swordsman.
And Yukimura.
He didn't see anything else above Yukimura's head before, just a very faint halo.
But now he also saw a vague human figure behind Yukimura.
The others didn't.
This made Prince Ren a little confused.
The best tennis player in the club was undoubtedly Yukimura, but the shadow behind Yukimura was very blurry. On the other hand, the shadow behind Sanada had formed and was clearer.
If the shadows were different according to the strength of the players, why would there be such a scene?
Or was there another explanation for what he saw?
He chose to memorize all of this first.
There were too many things to do. Even if he sorted them out and did them one by one, it would take a long time.
For example, after the match, he walked to Yukimura's side, who was looking at the results.
When Yukimura saw him, he didn't look very happy, "Today, you …"
"I didn't play well, I know," Prince Ren said.
"I put you in this group because I don't have to worry about you. If you still play like this in the national tournament …"
"I won't," Prince Ren said.
He pursed his lips and repeated, "I won't."
"… Okay." Yukimura's eyebrows relaxed, "I heard that you fell sick two days ago. Haven't you recovered yet?"
"… A little bit?
It's just a common cold, "Prince Ren said.
He didn't come to Yukimura because of this.
In his dream, he only saw Yukimura fall down. He didn't hear what illness Yukimura had.
This illness sounded like a terminal illness with a low chance of recovery and didn't allow strenuous exercise. In fact, there were many illnesses in the world. Even if he used the search engine, there were too many alternatives.
Should he rule out whether it was a genetic disease first?
Would it be rude to ask Yukimura if he had a family history?
"Have you been feeling unwell recently?" He asked in the end.
Yukimura was speechless, "Don't think that others will be sick just because you fell sick in the summer. Everyone went to Hakone, and you're the only one who fell sick."
Liu walked over and happened to hear this, so she casually added, "Yeah, Prince Ren, your physique shouldn't be so bad.
Or is it that the intensity of your training has been too high recently?
Did you train yourself? "
Prince Ren, who was thought to have done nothing because his strength increased too quickly, was speechless.
This time, the main selection competition was a complete reshuffle for Tachikai University.
It didn't mean that many people had been replaced in the main selection, but other than Mōri Susaburo, there were no more third-year students in the main selection.
Yukimura, Sanada, Liu, Mōri, Prince Ren, Yanagi, Marui, Kuwabara.
Jiyuan was placed in Kazuyoshi Sanada's group. He was almost within reach of the main selection.
Of course, he didn't think that this grouping was unfair. Or rather, he only had eyes for the Big Three.
Even though Prince Ren had defeated him before, Jiyuan felt that he had improved a lot recently. He would definitely be able to defeat the indecent white-haired senior!
Moreover, the white-haired senior had lost to the vice-minister, so he might as well defeat the vice-minister directly!
Prince Ren, who was "bound to be defeated," was speechless.
He felt a little awkward standing next to Yukimura, but he controlled himself and asked about Yukimura's body.
He shouldn't have felt that way, but he didn't know what was going on with that dream. Was it too real, or was he really thrown to that point in time and experienced that scene? His emotions were even more emotional than if he had experienced it in real life.
Heartache, anxiety, and suffocation.
He didn't know that Yukimura was so important to him. It was too strange.
He wasn't the only one who felt strange.
Yukimura was even more confused. "What's wrong with you today?"
"I decided to care about my teammates," Prince Ren said.
Yukimura looked at him with a smile, but he suddenly had a new idea. "Well, speaking of which, you should care about your teammates' health.
Although the school arranges physical examinations every year, athletes don't know when they will get injured. "
Prince Ren was speechless.
"I'll ask around if the hospital's orthopedics department has any routine examinations. Anyway, I still have some money left. It's not a bad idea to do a simple physical examination for everyone."