"Dad"

"Oh, teenager, what's wrong?"

"Could it be that you dreamed of a beautiful woman at night and indulged in it?"

Twenty days before the opening of the Kanto Tournament, Ryoma, who has nightmares at night, finally decides to pull down his face and go to his all-powerful father.

There is no way, he is really "tortured" badly.

In the past few days, I have been exhausted from training during the day, and I have to be "hunted down" by that white self at night, which is really difficult to deal with.

It's hard for him to be able to hold on for so long.

But as soon as he found Nanjiro, who was lying on the board and hitting the bell with his foot dragging the rope, the other party's first sentence turned his face dark.

He hoped that the dream was a good dream, but unfortunately the "white dragon horse" didn't look like a good one.

During this period of time, in his dreams, he realized what world-class strength is.

He was beaten to the point of not fighting back at all.

Huge White Light Strike, Seamless, Samurai Alternate Dimension, Hydra Flash.

A large number of ball skills or skills that he can't parry are flocking in, even if he has the impression of these moves, but he can't stand his current foundation and can't stop it at all.

As a result, he was beaten out of his dream by "White Dragon Horse" every time.

Not once did he have the upper hand

No, not to mention the advantage, not even a single point has been snatched.

To be honest, it really suffocated Ryoma.

So much so that during the training in the club during the day, he was a little "crazy" and irritable.

"Actually."

can only say that he is really desperate, and there is no way, so he came to Minamijiro.

If other people encounter this kind of thing, they will definitely only think that they are thinking too much.

After all, I'm playing ball with people in my dreams, and it's a joke to say it.

But Ryoma is different. His cranial nerves were abnormally strange at some point.

In the theatrical version, Ryoma realized that he had crossed over, and he was able to tell Tezuka about it in a grand manner and ask for help.

There are many mysterious things, he really dares to say and dare to say.

"Hahaha"

"What, I thought you were going to hold back and not say anything."

But Minamijiro's reaction was beyond Ryoma's imagination.

Although it was still the same "ridicule" in his memory, the attitude it showed surprised him.

(Already known?) ）

With such a question, Ryoma looked at Nanjiro in confusion, and didn't even pay attention to what the other party was ridiculing.

On the contrary, he was very curious, how did Nanjiro know about such a mysterious thing?

"Hey, you don't understand adult things."

"You're not far from it."

Standing up from the bell platform, walking down, holding Ryoma's head with his hand, and in the disgusted gaze of the other party, Nanjiro said leisurely.

That strange aura is impossible to react to unless it is someone who has a deep contact with another dimension.

Minamijiro only felt it based on his rich experience in the past.

Otherwise, the usual players would not have noticed the strange aura on Ryoma's body.

"Tsk"

"So tell me, what the hell are you going to do with that guy in my dreams!"

Pouting unhappily, Ryoma didn't ask how he found out, but wanted to know how to deal with the hidden "enemy".

"It's easy."

"Just beat him with tennis."

"Does that need to be said?"

But unexpectedly, Nanjiro's few short words directly stunned Ryoma.

"Don't be in a hurry to contradict me yet."

"The opponent is your own words. Wouldn't that be easier to win? ”

"Or do you think your opponent is stronger than you?"

"How can it be stronger than you who are born out of your spirit."

Before he could say anything, Nanjiro's next words had silenced him.

"Don't think too highly of your opponents."

"That's always you."

Pointing to his head, Minamijiro reminded with a slight smile.

“.”

Frowning, Ryoma could only vaguely feel that it was not that simple for Nanjiro's words.

"The rebellious period is unique to teenagers"

Turning around, he walked towards the inner court, leaving only a slight word.

(It's always me. Myself? ）

Reflecting on Nanjiro's previous words, Ryoma thought about it.

After such a reminder, he seemed to have figured out something.

(If that's the case)

(That makes sense.) ）

Roughly understanding what was going on, Ryoma's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

……………………

"Whew"

In the middle of the night, Ryoma, who had fallen asleep early in the morning, came to the huge stadium of his dreams again this time.

I don't know how many times I've been here, but Ryoma has recognized this place by looking at the fluttering flags of many countries.

The venue of the World Championship Finals!

The reason for the emergence of this stage is undoubtedly the memory of the future itself.

In other words, the scene in the memory was used by the "White Dragon Horse".

Even though it's empty now, without any spectators or other competitors, there's no doubt that it's the event that Ryoma experienced in the future.

"Bang!!"

The familiar light shot came from the front, and Ryoma was able to deal with it calmly at the moment.

"Bang!!"

The golden light ball flickered, and Ryoma used the same technique to knock it back.

Sweet Spot Technique.

He has mastered this technique, which requires a subtle observation of the tapping area.

It's not a big problem to hit a light shot now.

"Are you coming?"

But then, he saw that the "White Dragon Horse" began to exude a strange brilliance.

A pure white light enveloped his surroundings, and his movements sped up a lot for a moment.

Seamless!

"If I don't notice this, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you in my life, right?"

Looking at the tennis ball flying rapidly in front of him, Ryoma felt the weakness of his body, but he did not waver.

Instead, he took advantage of the sweet spot play with a calm attitude and hit the ball back.

"Bang!!"

This goal, Bailong Ma Han did not take it and lost a point.

"You've always been just using his memories and experiences and appearance."

"That's not your own thing at all."

"How about revealing who you really are?"

The white glow had dissipated, and even the terrifying momentum it had had before was still there.

Ryoma looked at him with a calm gaze and said in a serious voice.

The white figure began to crumble, as if its body had disintegrated, and finally revealed a pitch-black shadow.

“！？”

When he saw the other party's face clearly, Ryoma didn't know how to describe it.

Because this player doesn't have a clear body at all.

In other words, except for the hand that looked like it was holding a racket, all the other parts were obscured by a blurred shadow, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

"Really"

"Alien beings will also lose their temper or something"

"I'm really far off."

PS: Make up for yesterday's..

I slept at six o'clock and woke up at half past one in the morning.

(End of chapter)