NCCnovel #191 - Oni Jujiro, the Gatekeeper of Hell
#191 - Oni Jujiro, the Gatekeeper of Hell
Suddenly.
An airplane flew overhead, dropping a large number of tennis balls from above.
Just then, Yukio Kurobe continued, "Due to the large number of participants this time, there are 265 tennis balls here. Only those who get a tennis ball within 1 minute will stay; the rest will leave! That is all! Start the timer!"
With that, Yukio Kurobe turned and left.
Only then did the crowd realize that the selection had already begun.
In an instant, the newcomers among the middle school students immediately snatched up all the tennis balls.
Meanwhile.
More than half of the high school students didn't get a tennis ball.
At this moment, some high school students began to erupt.
"Hey! You middle schoolers, one ball per person is enough! Why are you taking so many!?"
"That's right! Hand over the tennis balls!"
The dissatisfied voices grew louder and louder!
At this moment, Gakuto Mukahi's laughter interrupted the high school students, and then he looked at Yushi Oshitari beside him and asked:
"Hey, Yushi... Didn't the coach just say that those who didn't get a ball should disappear immediately, right?"
"Gakuto... Can't you be a little quieter!"
Yushi Oshitari pushed up his glasses, but he clearly didn't intend to let Gakuto Mukahi be quiet.
"Hahahaha!! What a pity! Hurry up and pack your bags and go home!"
Akaya Kirihara laughed loudly.
However, Yukio Kurobe in the monitoring room watched everything.
"Coach Kurobe, among the 296 players, including 50 middle school students, nearly half of the players didn't get a ball, and they are all high school students."
The staff told Yukio Kurobe the results of this test.
"So what?"
Yukio Kurobe said nonchalantly.
Then, Yukio Kurobe went to the microphone and said:
"Players who didn't get a ball, please disappear immediately as requested!"
Hearing this, the high school students who were just making a fuss immediately chickened out.
The high school students slowly dispersed.
"Hey! Are we going to let these kids replace us?!"
One of the high school students shouted indignantly, "Let's have a match! You're just lucky, and it has nothing to do with tennis skills!
"Anyone with guts, come have a tennis match!"
Then, he pointed to the middle school student team and said, "Hey, you over there with the glasses, do you dare?"
Kunimitsu Tezuka, Eishiro Kite, Hiroshi Yagyu, and Yushi Oshitari's eyes narrowed as they looked at the high school student.
"Anyone, anyone is fine, just get on the court!"
Just then!
Seiichi Yukimura, wearing the U-17 first-string jacket, stood in front of the eliminated high school students.
"Wasn't what the coach said just now clear enough?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice entered the middle school students' ears.
"Those who didn't get a tennis ball, please leave."
Hearing these words, the high school students' faces changed drastically.
"Yukimura!?"
"Captain!!"
When the middle school students saw the source of the voice, they couldn't help but shout.
But when these high school students saw Yukimura, they couldn't help but take a few steps back.
They instinctively felt afraid of Yukimura.
After Yukimura finished speaking, the high school students' faces turned pale, and they quickly left the court.
"Seiichi, you're really here."
Genichiro Sanada came to Yukimura and said.
Then, the others also came to Yukimura.
Yukimura had a faint smile on his face.
"Private matches are prohibited here. The U-17 representative team's training camp is ranked according to strength. The players are divided into courts 1 to 16, which means that the players on the courts with the earlier numbers are stronger."
"In the training camp, the coaches will announce the list of several 'shuffle matches' every day before practice! Only those who win the match can advance."
"Pulling your opponent down is the law of survival here, understand?"
At this moment, everyone was eager to try after hearing the law of survival here.
"Captain! Can I ask which court you are on now?"
Akaya Kirihara couldn't help but ask after hearing this.
"I'm on court number 1."
Yukimura smiled and said.
In fact, although Yukimura was No. 10, he also belonged to court number 1.
Court number 1!
Doesn't that mean the most powerful court!
They felt that the gap between Yukimura and them was getting bigger and bigger without them realizing it, and they were also very sure that he had such strength!
"Then everyone, please go back to the dormitory first. I'll take you to see the indoor facilities later."
Yukimura said with a gentle smile.
That day, the middle school students visited the facilities in the training camp and were shocked by the high-end and complete equipment.
But they also spent the day peacefully.
The next day!
U-17 training camp, 6:00 AM.
The daily routine 'shuffle match' began.
"Go and see! The list of 'shuffle matches' has been announced today!"
"Who is fighting who today?"
All the U-17 personnel rushed to the announcement board to check the situation.
"Takeshi, you've been selected too!"
"Ah? Really?"
Takeshi Momoshiro couldn't help but say, "Why choose me?"
Seeing the match personnel, Takeshi Momoshiro was shocked again!
It was Jiroh Shishido, whom they had seen yesterday during the tour.
Yesterday, when Yukimura was introducing the U-17 training camp, Jiroh Shishido was also there.
At that time, Takeshi Momoshiro could naturally feel the pressure from Jiroh Shishido.
But Takeshi Momoshiro would not back down!
The shuffle match had already begun, and Takeshi Momoshiro and Jiroh Shishido came to the court.
At this moment, Takeshi Momoshiro saw that Jiroh Shishido's racket only had two strings, one vertical and one horizontal, which were very thin.
"What is this racket!?"
Takeshi Momoshiro was stunned.
"I am Takeshi Momoshiro, a second-year student from Seishun Academy. If I win this shuffle match, I can enter court number 5, right?"
Takeshi Momoshiro asked Jiroh Shishido.
"Win? Are you dreaming?"
Jiroh Shishido said lightly, and then returned to the baseline.
"Takeshi Momoshiro, go for it!!"
"Go for it!!"
The middle school students shouted.
But the high school students watching the game shook their heads.
"Laughable."
"Although Jiroh is on court number 5, Jiroh is in the first string!!"
"Jiroh is on court number 5 to screen people who have the ability to go up; he is the [Gatekeeper of Hell]!"
On the court.
Takeshi Momoshiro looked at Jiroh Shishido with a solemn expression.
"So strong, but I won't lose so easily!"
The tennis ball was thrown high by Takeshi Momoshiro, and then his arm swung down with great force!
"Bullet Serve!"
Bang! The tennis ball was attached with a strong force, bringing up bursts of air-piercing sounds.
After seeing the incoming tennis ball, Jiroh Shishido's face turned slightly cold.
Not only is the speed slow, but the power is also very weak!
Then, he slammed it with the racket with only two strings!
"Give me more speed!"
Bang! The tennis ball was filled with a thick cloud of dust, and the airflow in the entire court became chaotic, flying towards Takeshi Momoshiro.
"Don't underestimate me!"
Takeshi Momoshiro jumped slightly, holding the racket with both hands to resist the tennis ball, the veins on his hands bulging as he swung it back fiercely!