This was the anti-theft badge.
He was thinking that if he really persuaded Yanagi to join the tennis club,
Then Yanagi's training list would still be arranged by Kazuyanagi Yukimura. So, telling them in advance would reduce the workload of those two people, right?
"He is the partner that I have high hopes for." King Ren said.
Yukimura showed a surprised expression. "Have you decided?
You can play singles. "
"There's no position for me for the time being, right?" Prince Ren narrowed his eyes slightly. "I'm a very utilitarian person, Yukimura."
Yukimura blinked and tilted his head with a smile.
He nodded and said, "Have you confirmed it?"
Prince Ren was silent for two seconds.
His eyes drifted.
Yukimura: "…?"
"Puri ~ I'll leave it to you, Kazuyanagi -kun." Prince Ren finished speaking and blinked a little embarrassedly.
After class in the afternoon, Prince Ren waited at the door of Yanagi's classroom.
People who knew him gave him a surprised look when they passed by. Prince Ren continued to stand by the wall by the door calmly.
He saw Yanagi pass by.
Then he stood up straight and took two steps forward to block in front of Yanagi.
"Prince Ren."
"Do you have time in the afternoon?"
"… There's a student union activity."
"You won't finish before me," Prince Ren said.
Yanagi frowned a little in annoyance. "Do you want me to wait for you to finish your work?"
"That's not necessary." Prince Ren knew his training load. "But there's something I want to say to you."
"Can't you say it now?"
"It's a perfect answer.
It needs a perfect setting. "Prince Ren showed a rare serious expression." Will you come to the tennis court after the meeting? "
"… I know, I'll go."
Yanagi himself didn't know why he agreed to such a ridiculous request.
However, as long as the silver-haired youth showed a slightly serious expression, people couldn't help but want to listen to his words and believe in his decisions.
From this perspective, Masaharu Nioh's usual behavior was so outrageous.
It was actually a good thing.
Before the work began, Prince Ren went to look for Yukimura.
He told him that he would be going out for a while.
He and Yukimura quickly became familiar with each other during the one-month training period during the spring break.
Yukimura Yukimura was such a person.
It was hard not to like him.
Prince Ren was wary of Yukimura's sharp senses and powerful aura.
However, she would also be delighted by the meticulous attention of an outstanding young man.
On the surface, he was ridiculing Yukimura, but he really had a desire for control that did not match his appearance.
But in his heart, he really wanted to get Yukimura's approval.
He was very strong.
He was really good at tennis.
The strong.
There were always privileges.
As for Sanada, who was also very strong …
He always had to choose the highest target.
Prince Ren refused to admit that he had a shadow over Sanada.
He simply didn't like Sanada.
And Sanada didn't like him either.
The two of them had a very direct relationship.
Yanagi thought for a while after he finished his routine work at the Student Union.
He decided to be a man of his word.
He was invited to watch the training during the holidays, and he also came to watch a farce on the first day of school because of a reckless freshman. He was already very familiar with the tennis department.
The freshmen were lining up on the tennis court for two weeks of basic training. Besides swinging the racket, they were also running long circles.
The second and third year students had more basic training, but they could already complete a lot of training in a very short time.
Yanagi stood by the barbed wire fence.
He saw the bright white hair in the crowd at a glance.
The white hair swayed with the people's movements, and after a while, it broke away from the group.
Yanagi silently watched the "persevering" person open the barbed wire fence and walk in his direction.
"I'm so glad you didn't break your promise," Prince Ren said.
Yanagi raised his hand to push his glasses, and responded with silence to this difficult way of speaking.
The team was still in the basic training stage, and the independent tennis court behind the indoor tennis court was still empty.
It had always been used by the official team for personal training, and it was temporarily empty during the screening of freshmen at the beginning of school.
Prince Ren walked over with Yanagi and casually found a topic to talk about. "You saw our training a few days ago, right? What do you think?"
Thoughts?
Yanagi was one step behind, and he recalled the scene when he was invited to watch the tennis department's special training before school started.
The tennis court was very large, and the people holding the rackets were doing different actions. There were also people practicing, and they were all wearing Tachikai University's team uniforms.
Some of their movements were still jerky, at least compared to the international competitions that were being broadcasted on television.
But everyone's expression was very serious.
Even the person walking in front of him, who had always given him the impression that he had nothing to do with "concentration," had a different light in his eyes when he stood on the court with the rackets in his hands.
It was something he couldn't feel on the golf course, and it was an infectious feeling that was difficult to describe with words.
Joining the tennis department should be a very good choice.
But if he agreed so easily …
Yanagi glanced at Prince Ren's slightly bowed back, and his mood was very complicated.
Prince Ren didn't know about Yanagi's complicated feelings.
He felt that what Yanagi said before was reasonable, and he needed to be serious when inviting others.
So what was the best way to persuade people?
He thought of some of the shōnen manga in Shōnen Jump.
… Not that suitable?
Then what about shōnen manga?
He walked to the side of the empty tennis court and pulled open the iron wire gate.
"Come in?" When he turned around, he already had a smile on his face.
It was a rare smile that didn't contain much malice, because he didn't have any intention of pranking or deceiving anyone.
Yanagi hesitated for a short second, and then followed him.
The empty tennis court was really large, and there were two sides of the court that were close to each other, and there were short trees planted.
The green rubber floor, the green short trees, and the green iron wire fence suddenly broadened the field of vision.
The setting sun shone down, and it was golden.
"It's very big, right?"
Yanagi stood in the corner of the tennis court and nodded.
"It's too lonely to be alone on such a big battlefield," Prince Ren said.
Yanagi looked at him in surprise, and he couldn't believe that such words came from Prince Ren's mouth.
He looked at Prince Ren's serious expression, and it was more real than ever.
"… Doubles …?"
"Want to try?"
"The court for doubles is bigger than the court for singles."
"But it's two people.
On average, it won't be that big, right? "
That was indeed the case.
But to suddenly make such a request …
"I thought you were just inviting me to join the tennis department."
"No, I'm inviting you to be my partner." Prince Ren asked with a smile, "Do I look like a selfless person?"
… No, you don't look like one at all.
Yanagi exhaled.
He glanced at the orange-red sun, and then looked at Prince Ren's side profile, which was dyed in gold.
Some of the emotions that had been stirring before rose from his chest, and he remembered the training that he had seen up close, and the way the first-year student, who was leading the team, stood on the court with a racket the day before.
He even remembered the way Sanada, who he was familiar with, stood on the tennis court and looked like she was burning.
Such a blood-boiling sport doesn't suit me at all.
Yanagi thought so, but his body nodded more honestly, "Okay, I agree."
Prince Ren really gave a good reason.
He accepted the challenge.
There were only three days to sign up for the club, and he was just in time to submit the application.
Prince Ren watched him enter the club and went back to training, satisfied.
Yukimura received his application and asked him if he wanted to try to join the training.
"There are tennis rackets for public use in the club."
The second-year student's head, who was wearing a coat, smiled and said gently, "But now the new students' basic training is almost over, so you can join the training tomorrow."
"The others have to do other training, right?
Prince Ren and the others. "
"Yes.
Do you want to stay and watch us train? "
Yanagi nodded.
When they moved the court, Prince Ren jogged over and briefly asked about the future partner that he had left to Yukimura.
"You should know how to play tennis, right?" he asked.
Yanagi was a little speechless, "You don't know if I know how to play tennis, and you directly invited me to be your partner?"
"He's just casting a wide net." A clear teenage voice came from behind.
Yanagi turned his head and saw dazzling red hair.
The shorter teenager caught up from behind and looked at Yanagi curiously. He was still unceremoniously complaining, trying to expose Prince Ren's ugly face, "The others in the club all refused to partner with Prince Ren after the doubles training."
"Puri, your others include …"
"Me and Jack." Marui reached out his hand and counted them one by one, "And Sanada.
Those seniors shouldn't have refused, right? "
Fixed partners shouldn't come out to show off.
Prince Ren rolled his eyes and snatched a small cake from Kuwabara's hand, "You say it like I'm hungry and can't be choosy.
I'm also very picky. "
Yanagi: Sounds like I'm the picky one.
Should I be happy?
Marui couldn't snatch the cake back and resentfully stuffed the rest into his mouth.
He vaguely asked Yanagi, "You can play tennis, right?"
"… Yes."
"Then there's no problem."
"… Aren't you going to ask about my tennis skills?"
Marui tilted his head.
He swallowed the cake and waved his hand, "It's okay, you'll be fine after practicing for a while.
Prince Ren spent so much effort on you, you must be very special. "
Yanagi was speechless.
What kind of reason is this?
"After all, Prince Ren's personality is terrible and picky," Marui explained.
Yanagi couldn't help but glance at Prince Ren, who was walking next to him.
The person who was described as having a terrible personality wasn't angry. He just smiled and poked the red-haired boy's cheek with his finger.
Then he looked at Yanagi and echoed Marui's words, "Kazuyanagi Yukimura will arrange special training for everyone, you don't have to worry at all.
I even asked Sanada to do special training for you ~ "
"… That's too lax!" Sanada, who had never heard of this kind of thing, glanced at Prince Ren with a dark expression.
He then looked at his colleagues from the Disciplinary Department, who he had a good relationship with.
His sense of responsibility made him not refute Prince Ren's words.
Yanagi walked in the middle of the group and felt that he might have made a good decision.
"Okay," he said, "Then what about Fraud Master?"
Fox's Aid: "… Do you have to be related to 'Fraud'?"
Prince Ren lowered his head and looked at the red-haired fox.
He got some information from Fox's Aid's eyes. He couldn't help but bend down and pick up Fox's Aid. He narrowed his eyes and stared at it, "Do you think it's too arrogant to call me 'Fraud' at my age?"
His voice rose at the end. It was clear that he hadn't finished changing his voice, but he still had a youthful voice. Fox's Aid couldn't help but tremble, "Please don't think so!"
Strange.
Why is it so afraid of me?
Prince Ren pursed his lips. I'm just an ordinary middle school student.
But forget it.
He threw Fox's Aid back to the ground and looked at its trembling ears. He resisted the urge to rub them, "Okay, I'll believe you for now.
Then I'll be called Fox. "
Fox's Aid: "…"
It sounded very uncaring. Could it be because of me?
He was doubtful and inexplicably excited at the same time. He was in a dilemma. Should he continue to persuade the inquisitor to change his name?
While it was hesitating, they finally walked in front of the space-time converter.
Fox's Aid's eyes lit up when he saw the space-time converter.
He held his communicator terminal, "Lord Inquisitor, this is the means of transportation for you to go back and forth between the headquarters of the Government of the Time and your Honmaru.
You just need to enter your Honmaru number here. Yes, here. You can return to your Honmaru.
The number of the headquarters changes regularly every day. The number of the day will be updated on your communicator terminal at five o 'clock every morning. "
Prince Ren nodded and glanced at the space-time converter that looked like a stone tablet.
"What's my Honmaru number?" he asked.
Fox's Aid pressed on the communicator terminal, "I'll register your name first. Are you sure you're called Fox?"
"Yes."
"Okay, Lord Fox.
Your Honmaru number … "Fox's Aid suddenly seemed to see something scary and almost threw his communicator terminal away.
"What's wrong?" Prince Ren squatted down and looked at it with his eyebrows raised.
Fox's Aid's eyes widened and its ears trembled again, "Wait a minute, let me confirm it!"
It put the communicator terminal on the ground and fiddled with it for a while before it squeaked like a deflated balloon.
Fox's Aid looked up with a nervous look in his eyes, "Do you know what contract you signed?"
"Isn't it the contract you gave me?" Prince Ren thought for a while, "I didn't see anything special."
"Yes, yes, but because you're still a minor …" He hugged his tail under Prince Ren's suddenly sharp eyes, "Because you're a minor, special regulations for minors are adopted."
“puri？”
"To be specific, you'll have a mature Honmaru."
Fox's Aid quickly explained, "This is because as a minor, the time you can stay in the Honmaru is limited. You can only stay for two hours at most.
It's impossible for a newcomer to complete official business in two hours, so this arrangement is made.
In a mature Honmaru, the swords with practice can solve official business very well, and you can also arrange your own daily classes.
And you made a request to the Government of the Time to teach you Reiki … "
Its voice became lower and lower under Prince Ren's gaze.
A mature Honmaru?
Does it mean that it already has a master?
Prince Ren recalled the slogan in the brochure and found that this was his blind spot.
With his understanding of the swords and swords, it was almost equivalent to a retainer, subordinate, or shikigami.
And changing masters, weren't there only a few situations?
A fine bird chooses a tree to nest in, or being forced to change masters.
Obviously, the Government of the Time would assign newcomers here, so it couldn't be the first one.
Then it could only be the second one.
The second one, being forced to change masters …
Is the master dead?
Or committed a crime?
Probably because Prince Ren's eyes were too cold, Fox's Aid could only hug his tail and tremble.
He thought that the Inquisitor's eyes were too scary. Were 13-year-old boys these days so scary?
He tried to remedy the situation: "You don't have to worry too much, we won't assign a fallen Honmaru to a newcomer who doesn't know."
Fallen?
This was a new word.
Prince Ren secretly noted it down, and guessed most of the truth from these two words.
He exhaled: "For example?"
The fur on Fox's Aid's tail was about to explode: "For example, the Honmaru assigned to you, its previous master had an emergency in the real world half a year after taking office, and submitted his resignation to us.
He already completed the handover last week.
Don't worry, his swords and swords have plenty of experience.
And there are still many gaps in this Honmaru's swords manual, you can still cultivate your own swords! "
Prince Ren: I'm not worried about that.
He wouldn't say anything more to Fox's Aid, who looked like a fox but was actually a standard shikigami, so he could only look at him suspiciously.
His intuition didn't warn him. On the contrary, his Reiki seemed to be telling him to accept this and that it would be good for him.
Okay, okay, believe in yourself.
Prince Ren stretched out his hand and stroked Fox's Aid's tail twice, then stood up: "Then you lead the way."
Fox's Aid stared blankly at his tail with two missing hairs, and nodded.
He guided Prince Ren to enter the Honmaru's serial number into the space-time converter, and let him cover the switch with his hand: "You can use your Reiki to activate it."
Reiki?
Prince Ren thought about how he used his Reiki before, and silently pinched a tennis ball and smashed the switch.
In a flash, they were standing in a jungle, and the open space in front of the jungle was a closed courtyard door.
The situation of the Honmaru couldn't be seen from the outside, only a strange courtyard that had been cut out (it seemed to be still an arc).
The outer wall wasn't high, but they couldn't see inside.
Fox's Aid trotted to the front, jumped up and knocked on the door.
Creak.
It seemed that someone had been waiting outside the door for a long time, and as soon as there was a knock, the door opened.
The person who opened the door was a man with black hair, between a teenager and a young man.
He was wearing a black double-breasted trench coat and a thin red scarf.
A white belt, black tights, and even black boots — all of them were high-heeled and pointed.
If he didn't appear in such a suitable background, Prince Ren would think that he would appear in some fashion capital.
New York, Milan, any one.
Is this a sword?
There is indeed a sword hanging on his waist …
"We have a guest."
He said briskly, and when he looked up and saw Fox's Aid, he smiled and said, "Is our new God's Inquisitor here?"
He walked past Fox's Aid and looked behind Fox's Aid.
When he saw Prince Ren, he originally planned to go up to him and act coquettishly stopped.
His expression stiffened for a moment, and he said, "Is our new God's Inquisitor … an adult?"
"No ~" Fox's Aid pretended to be excited.
"I'm a middle school student," Prince Ren added when he saw that the young man had been dealt a blow.
The black-haired young man looked back and forth twice and said hesitantly, "A middle school student … No wonder."
He lowered his head and muttered softly, "He's not as tall as me."
The polite smile on Prince Ren's face disappeared.
He sized up the black-haired young man twice and accurately estimated the young man's height: You're only 1.65 meters without high heels, but I'm over 1.7 meters tall. I'm taller than you!
Ten minutes later, they gathered in the front hall of Honmaru's mansion together with the Satoshi Fu who had received the news.
Ren Wang was allowed to sit in the main seat, and Kyuuke Fukusuke stood beside him and introduced the two parties. "… In short, because the Divine Inquisitor signed a special contract for minors, the time she appeared in Honmaru is limited.
I'll have to trouble you with official business. "
The Satoshi Fu: "…"
"Fox?" Sitting in the corner, Fox Ball looked at the God's Inquisitor who had a particularly obvious fake name.