All eyes are on him after the other player's accusation of secretiveness. He wasn't completely wrong, but he wasn't completely right, either. Echizen is just bratty enough to want the record set straight then and now. Waiting validates it as a secret.
With a nonchalant shrug, he passes his racket to his left hand.
"It's not really a secret; I don't remember saying I was right-handed. But I want the serve to go to your face."
"I see," Marui said, still grinning with way too much amusement for Echizen's liking.
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"Who would?" Echizen grumped incredulously.
All eyes are on him after the other player's accusation of secretiveness. He wasn't completely wrong, but he wasn't completely right, either. Echizen is just bratty enough to want the record set straight then and now. Waiting validates it as a secret.
With a nonchalant shrug, he passes his racket to his left hand.
"It's not really a secret; I don't remember saying I was right-handed. But I want the serve to go to your face."
"I see," Marui said, still grinning with way too much amusement for Echizen's liking.