"I don't mind. Well, why don't we start a little game up. I'll give these first years a genius-like welcome."
And if this Echizen kiddo was worth singling out of that for a solo match, it wouldn't take long for that to become apparent.
"Cover me with Sanada."
Racket propped behind his neck, Marui turned and walked for the first years with a big green bubble at his mouth. Most of them were still catching their breath from the run. Perfect.
"Good news, we're gonna do something fun now. Half on this side of the court, half on the other. Spread out evenly and rally the ball. If you lose the point, you're out. Last one left on the court gets the prize."
"What's... the prize?" One asks uncertainly between huffs. Marui grins.
"That's a surprise. Of course, if you'd rather run more laps--"
"I'll play!!"
"That's what I thought," he says cheerily. "Let's go!"
Within a couple of minutes, the group has split in half and begun a team tennis match. It's a good way to check all their skill levels at once. Who can aim, who knows how to serve, who has an eye for finding openings.
The net and the court boundary quickly thin out half of them. Openings in formation take out a few more on each side, until there are two or three left on each side. Echizen is one of them. Hasn't done anything that particularly stands out, though. He has good form.
Until he just sort of takes over that half of the court. Every ball becomes his ball. Okay, not a team player. That's unfortunate.
Then again, he does take out the last of the opponents' side quickly this way. A quick reshuffle to put the other two kids on the opponent side, and Echizen hits them both out with a line drive down the middle.
"Congratulations~" Marui drawls merrily as he strolls onto the court and assumes the place of the eliminated first years, the ghost of Yukimura's sadism glimmering in his eyes. "Echizen, wasn't it? I'm Marui Bunta, 3rd year regular. Come at me with all you have. I'll show you my genius-like tennis."
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"I don't mind. Well, why don't we start a little game up. I'll give these first years a genius-like welcome."
And if this Echizen kiddo was worth singling out of that for a solo match, it wouldn't take long for that to become apparent.
"Cover me with Sanada."
Racket propped behind his neck, Marui turned and walked for the first years with a big green bubble at his mouth. Most of them were still catching their breath from the run. Perfect.
"Good news, we're gonna do something fun now. Half on this side of the court, half on the other. Spread out evenly and rally the ball. If you lose the point, you're out. Last one left on the court gets the prize."
"What's... the prize?" One asks uncertainly between huffs. Marui grins.
"That's a surprise. Of course, if you'd rather run more laps--"
"I'll play!!"
"That's what I thought," he says cheerily. "Let's go!"
Within a couple of minutes, the group has split in half and begun a team tennis match. It's a good way to check all their skill levels at once. Who can aim, who knows how to serve, who has an eye for finding openings.
The net and the court boundary quickly thin out half of them. Openings in formation take out a few more on each side, until there are two or three left on each side. Echizen is one of them. Hasn't done anything that particularly stands out, though. He has good form.
Until he just sort of takes over that half of the court. Every ball becomes his ball. Okay, not a team player. That's unfortunate.
Then again, he does take out the last of the opponents' side quickly this way. A quick reshuffle to put the other two kids on the opponent side, and Echizen hits them both out with a line drive down the middle.
"Congratulations~" Marui drawls merrily as he strolls onto the court and assumes the place of the eliminated first years, the ghost of Yukimura's sadism glimmering in his eyes. "Echizen, wasn't it? I'm Marui Bunta, 3rd year regular. Come at me with all you have. I'll show you my genius-like tennis."