"I'm back."

"Oh, teenager, you're so unmotivated."

"Is it overblowing?"

As soon as he returned home after explaining the situation to his seniors, Ryoma didn't expect to meet Minamijiro who was coming out of the toilet for the first time.

"Tsk"

I wanted to say a few words like usual, but I really didn't have that mind

The explosion of a wave of extradimensional power just now really drained all his energy.

"Hey, hey, aren't you eating?"

"Not tonight for the time being"

Looking at Ryoma, who went straight to rest, Nanjiro shouted at him.

"Sleep when you come back, watch out for nightmares."

As if there was something pointing out, Nanjiro kindly persuaded.

"You have to take care of it!"

replied angrily, he really didn't want to deal with this poor dad at the moment.

Weakly returned to the house, put the bag and bag aside, took off his coat, and then fell back on the bed without caring for anything.

I can only vaguely remember the fading vision.

"Uncle, Ryoma, isn't he eating?"

"That kid is having too much fun, just leave him alone."

"Huh?"

Nanako had just finished cooking, but before she could even say hello, she found that Ryoma had already gone back to her room, and she suddenly felt strange.

But Minamijiro's answer made her unable to say anything else.

"Anyway, sometimes at night I hear strange noises coming from Ryoma's room."

"You mean the sound of walking like "knock knock"? ”

"yes, he can't be sleepwalking, right?"

"Hey, maybe I'm possessed by an evil spirit."

"Huh?!"

While eating, while communicating with Nanako, Nanjiro was quite happy.

He knows better than anyone what happened to Ryoma.

To put it mildly, it's really being targeted by tricky things.

though he also made it of his own wickedness.

"But you have to clean up. Ryoma. ”

……………

“？”

Feeling a slight gust of wind blowing across his face, Ryoma moved his heavy eyelids, sensing that something was wrong.

"Here?"

The fatigue in the body has long since disappeared, and even the consciousness that was previously scattered has recovered a lot.

But the place where he woke up was not his home, but a huge empty stadium.

"Where is the contest site?"

He stood up in a daze and looked around the surroundings, which was the first time he had seen a stadium of this size.

"Dreams?"

"Worlds?"

Turning his head and seeing the flags and symbols of many countries, Ryoma realized that it was something real at this moment?

"Bang!!"

But the sudden whistling sound made his ears move, and he subconsciously raised his steps and retreated twice to avoid it.

The familiar spherical object spun on the ground and then bounced towards his face.

"External spin serve!"

Tilting his head to dodge this, Ryoma judged the situation of the ball, and then looked towards the other side of the court.

"Who is.!?"

In his eyes, a pure white figure came into his eyes.

"Smack!!"

The opponent didn't say anything, but the tennis ball appeared in his hand out of thin air, and then he threw it up and hit the serve.

“！！”

Although it was not gold, it was pure white light, as if it had not been colored.

But Ryoma figured out what the incoming move was.

White light shot!

"Bang!!"

"Hmm!!"

Caught off guard, the ball slammed into the ground and caused a concussion, and the ground was hit with a huge hole, and even he was shocked and flew out.

As in memory, it was a real light shot.

"This guy"

"Is that him?"

"No, who are you.?"

Ryoma asked, staggering to his feet, looking at the figure in front of him that resembled him.

The familiar style of play and the same moves are undoubtedly the future itself.

But the aura and coercion conveyed in it are completely different.

It's like a human being disguised like a skin.

"Smack!"

The opponent did not answer, but continued to hit a light shot.

"Give me the answer to this question!"

A little annoyed by the other party's attitude of no one in his eyes, he subconsciously wanted to use the racket to hit the ball back.

But as soon as I stretched it out, I found that my hand was empty, and there was nothing.

Swept away by the aftermath of the light ball again, Ryoma lay on the ground and forced himself to calm down and think about it for a while.

(Sleep when you come back, beware of nightmares)

Nanjiro's words echoed in his ears, and he seemed to understand something.

(If that's the case)

Although he relied on his father's prompts and reacted, Ryoma planned to test what the truth was.

Stand up and think about the style of racket you usually carry.

“！”

Sure enough, the red racket appeared in my hand again, just like everyday.

"That is, I am really in a dream."

"That's this guy."

With a wave of his racket, he realized that it felt so real, and Ryoma had to believe in one thing.

That is, I was in a "dream".

Even if you dream, even the venue and opponents are ready.

"Not true. It's not the future me. ”

"Instead, he used his memories and experience to disguise himself like that."

"Who the hell are you?"

Those who are so aware of their own existence and skillfully use that memory and experience must not be ordinary people.

"Bang!"

Unfortunately, it was greeted by a huge ball of white light.

"You.!"

The whole person was knocked into the wall behind him by the ball, and the pain spread throughout his body.

Followed by

"Ugh!!"

When he opened his eyes, night had fallen, and he was still lying on the bed, but his head was covered with beads of sweat.

"Is it a dream?"

"Tsk, that's so real."

Thinking back to everything in his dream, he felt ridiculous.

Now it seems like I'm just having a nightmare.

Shaking his head, feeling much better, he walked out of the room.

As soon as I arrived in the lobby, I saw Minamijiro sitting in the aisle outside, holding a newspaper in both hands and looking at something.

"Nanako left you a dinner in the rice cooker, just heat it yourself."

As if he didn't care about what Ryoma had gone through, Minamijiro just reminded him.

"Got it."

Happened to be a little hungry, Ryoma immediately stiffened his breath and walked to the kitchen.

"Well, you stinky boy."

"It doesn't seem to have been resolved."

When Ryoma left, Minamijiro tilted his head to glance at his departing back, and muttered.

Others may not know what that is, but Minamijiro knows what kind of whirlpool Ryoma finds himself in right now.

His own unruly son, who tried to reshape another dimension, was counterattacked.

Although Minamijiro didn't know how he had figured out the power of the other dimension now, it was undoubtedly too early to do that kind of dangerous thing.

Before you can stabilize, you want to grow wings and fly?

Fortunately, it would not have any substantial effect on the body, and he didn't bother to say anything.

But if he was in that situation for a long time, he was curious about what would become of Ryoma in the end.

It's insanity. Or take it a step further?

"There's really a seamless way not to go, you have to play that dangerous thing."

"Are you so dissatisfied?"

(End of chapter)