Crossover Anime: Where Did My Male God Go?

Chapter 102 Yukimura Seiichi 26

Kirihara Akaya suggested, "Doctor, please wrap the gauze less; it's seriously hindering my movement."

"Ok."

The doctor agreed, explaining that the extra binding was to prevent the patient from moving around too much. Since the patient requested it, of course, he complied.

It didn't take long.

Qingyue completed the discharge procedures.

She pushed open the door and looked at the people inside.

"Thank you for your help with the follow-up matters yesterday. I'd like to invite you to dinner, is that convenient?"

She had already heard from Yukimura about the outcome of the dealings with those boys.

“It’s convenient.” Genichiro Sanada nodded on behalf of everyone.

"Let's go then." Qingyue pushed a wheelchair over.

Marui Bunta and Jackal Kuwabara helped Kirihara Akaya into his wheelchair.

"I can already imagine what Kirihara's life will be like when he gets old!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

A large group of people left the hospital, and a limousine was parked at the entrance.

This car is usually driven when traveling with the Kirihara family. It's spacious, has many seats, and is very comfortable on long journeys.

Genichiro Sanada was momentarily stunned.

"I think I saw Atobe... It must be a hallucination..."

Everyone nodded in agreement. He really did look like a female version of Atobe, but Tsukishiro wasn't as chuunibyou as him.

They were also people who had ridden in Atobe's helicopter before, so they weren't surprised by this small scene.

Everyone got into the car and arrived at Qingyue's villa.

Compared to the Atobe family's Atobe Platinum Palace, Tsukishiro's villa is much more normal.

"Meow meow meow~" Xi En smelled the scent and ran out.

Qingyue squatted down, hugged it in her arms, and stroked its fur: "Its name is Xi'en."

Xi En: "Meow meow meow." How come there are so many people all of a sudden?

"Puri, what a beautiful kitten." Niou Masaharu tugged at his braid and laughed, "So cute."

Qingyue smiled broadly: "Thank you for the compliment. You don't need to be so formal. You can go and stroll around the backyard."

She took off her faded glasses and put on her usual gold-rimmed clear glasses.

My vision is finally back to normal. It was really uncomfortable to see things because of the scratches on my lenses.

The group ignored her kindness and went to the backyard, where they saw a large pavilion surrounded by flower beds, with several recreational facilities.

"Wow, there's a huge tennis court here."

Marui Bunta looked at the courtyard with bright eyes.

Qingyue pointed to the tennis court: "If you don't mind, you can play tennis here."

Renji Liu: "No problem at all, not at all. There's just one issue... we didn't bring any rackets..."

They went to the hospital early in the morning to visit someone in need, and they were planning to go home for lunch. Why did they bring such a big tennis bag?

"I have spare rackets here. I don't know if you're used to using them." Qingyue gestured to the maid next to her to bring out the spare rackets.

Genichiro Sanada said with a serious expression, "Tsukishiro-kun, Kirihara said you can play tennis. Would you like to play a game with me?"

Kirihara Akaya, whose name was called, silently tried to minimize his presence.

Qingyue glanced at Xiaoye, then nodded: "Okay, you can pick a suitable racket."

“Then, I’ll be the referee.” Yukimura Seiichi walked up to the referee’s table.

Genichiro Sanada picked out a brand he often used from the housekeeper's hands, weighed it in his hand, and thought it was acceptable.

The rest of the people watched from outside the venue.

Kirihara Akaya sat in a wheelchair with a cat lying on his lap.

"Go, cousin! You're the best!"

Qingyue responded with an affirmative smile, then turned to ask Sanada Genichiro.

"Pro or con?"

Genichiro Sanada: "Rebel."

The racket begins to spin and stops on the reverse side.

"Let's start." Qingyue tossed the tennis ball over.

Genichiro Sanada tossed the ball, gripped his racket with both hands, and swung it: "Move like thunder."

Those watching from the sidelines widened their eyes slightly: "They're unleashing a powerful move right from the start!"

"As expected of Vice-Captain Sanada, he's not careless at all."

Qingyue smiled and flashed to the ball's landing spot. They really like giving names. Is it because it sounds interesting?

"Fancy."

With a flick of the wrist, the ball quickly scored a point.

Yukimura Seiichi: "0:15."

So fast!

Before Genichiro Sanada could even react, the ball had already landed.

It's similar to Yukimura Seiichi's tennis; there aren't many moves, just ordinary returns, but you just can't win.

Kirihara's claim of being utterly humiliated is truly terrifying.

"Here we go again, watch this move."

It's still Genichiro Sanada's serve.

"Thunder Shot".

Every move has a counter, especially when faced with absolute power. These moves only enhance the momentum and are completely useless.

Yukimura Seiichi: "0:30."

Genichiro Sanada unleashed all of his skills: wind, forest, fire, mountain, shadow, thunder, and even the destructive tango.

Yukimura Seiichi: "0:4."

Yuecheng really gave him a surprise; she was exceptionally confident and dazzling on the court.

He wanted his heart to beat faster. These lights shouldn't be blocked. If she didn't want to, he wouldn't try to persuade her. She could do whatever she wanted.

"So strong, Sanada didn't even get a single point." Yanagi Renji opened his eyes, not even taking notes, afraid of missing a single thing he had seen.

“Those counterattacks were so ordinary, yet we just couldn’t break through them.” Niou Masaharu’s expression was grave: “If I were on the field, how would I deal with them? Could I even handle them?”

Marui Bunta's eyes burned with fervor: "Even if I can't win a single point, I still want to have a match with Tsukishiro-kun."

"You're right."

They can learn a lot from competing against strong opponents. So what if they can't win a single game? As long as they work a little harder, surpassing them is not a dream.

on the field.

Genichiro Sanada was enveloped in black mist.

Yagyu Hiroshi: "Sanada is getting serious; a dark aura has appeared."

"Black Dragon X Heavy Slash." Sanada Genichiro's eyes sharpened as he swung his racket.

Now, no one can let him get 1-0 down, he won't allow it, at least... he has to get one point.

No one knew better than him the pressure Yuecheng exuded on the court; her aura was in no way inferior to anyone in the U-17 team. If she had gone to play women's tennis, she would have already made it onto the world stage.

That's a good move," Qingyue said with a serious expression.

After several rounds of back-and-forth play, they still couldn't win this point.

"Violent Peak of the Forest".

Genichiro Sanada gritted his teeth; this was his last move, and he absolutely had to secure a point!

"That's enough, fall!"

Qingyue unleashed her final strike, a move she often used against Xiaoye. It remains to be seen whether Sanada could even touch the ball against Xiaoye.

Kirihara Akaya shouted excitedly, "Vice-Minister, the trajectory of this move is completely wrong. Don't trust your eyes, don't even feel it with your eyes closed, just rely on your instincts."

what!

Everyone was astonished. There really was such a ball? Was even their senses wrong?