Multiverse: Why does the world show a health bar? !

When it comes to tennis, the first thing that comes to mind is the legendary *Prince of Tennis*. It's the story of a prodigious young boy named Echizen Ryoma who makes a name for himself in the high school tennis club.

Looking back on the experience of watching it, one word comes to mind: cool. Very cool.

The protagonist and supporting characters perform all sorts of flashy techniques, paired with the uniquely Japanese way of naming things, satisfying the chuunibyou fantasies of many teenagers.

Unfortunately, I've heard that in later parts of the story, the players start hitting tennis balls with the force of a cosmic explosion, turning what was once a sports anime into a full-blown fantasy series. It's like how urban fantasy novels eventually devolve into pure fantasy after a few million words.

This kind of thing usually happens when editors force the story to continue beyond its natural conclusion.

Of course, if the author is just milking it for money, that's another story.

"So, Yuigahama still hasn't arrived yet?"

The cold voice of the Service Club president sounded from beside him.

Hikigaya whispered in response, "Yuigahama said she had already left earlier."

"I saw her text too. That's why I'm even more confused. Normally, she should have arrived by now."

Weekends are a time for students to rest. Unlike the poor office workers who have to work long hours at the company—what, you say it's a public holiday? But the overtime pay is right there, so are you going to work overtime or not?

So, while the office workers are toiling away in their office buildings, the students are standing at the school gate, lamenting their tardy friend.

"Um… it's fine if we wait a bit longer."

The one trying to ease the tension was Totsuka Saika, a boy whose appearance at first glance could make anyone fall in love. He had an incredibly high level of femininity.

Yes, he's a boy.

Li Mo glanced around. The entire Service Club had gathered, with only Yuigahama Yui still on her way, giving off the vibe of "Diaochan is riding her horse over."

Yukinoshita Yukino frowned slightly and took out her phone, ready to make a call.

Li Mo knew this would be futile. His enhanced vision had already spotted a pink-haired dumpling in the distance.

"I'm so sorry!!!"

Before she even appeared, her voice was heard.

From afar, Yuigahama Yui let out a shout that was anything but ladylike, and then she appeared before everyone.

"So, may I ask why Yuigahama-senpai was late?"

"Because I saw a cat stuck in a tree on the way, and I had to save it! I'm really, really sorry!"

Yuigahama Yui bowed deeply to express her apology.

Hmm… a perfect bowing angle. If she ever went into politics, she'd make a great politician.

"It's fine, it's fine. We haven't been waiting long." Once again, Totsuka Saika played the role of the peacemaker.

Surprisingly, Yukinoshita Yukino didn't press Yuigahama Yui about her tardiness.

After all, it involved a cat.

While his brain was busy calculating, Li Mo decided to lock onto Yukinoshita Yukino as his focus, diverting most of his mental energy to researching magic.

The weakness of the Sororon spell is its regional limitation—it can't exempt attacks from the "British Royal Family." Hmph, is this because the user is the leader of the British Knights? Hmph, even without this weakness, could this spell really withstand the slash of "Curtana Second"?

This world is special.

Why do I say that? Just take a look at the bookstore. Not only do they sell *Demon Slayer* manga, but they also have *A Certain Magical Index* light novels.

Unfortunately, the progress is much slower than before Li Mo's transmigration. But still, there are similarities between worlds.

For example, Kazuma Kamachi is still a relentless writing machine.

"Li-san."

"Hmm?"

"Are you experiencing early-onset dementia? Why are you following me around?"

"Oh, is it possible that I've developed Alzheimer's at such a young age?"

Then Li Mo received a look that was a mix of pity and disdain.

Everyone knew he was just spouting nonsense again.

Warm-up time. Before any physical activity, it's important to warm up. The most serious about this was Li Mo. You couldn't expect someone who relied on instinct to navigate while traveling to have the energy to warm up properly.

The tennis training session was led by Yukinoshita Yukino. Yuigahama Yui and Hikigaya Hachiman, being amateurs, were embarrassingly bad, barely scoring any points against Totsuka Saika, a member of the tennis club.

Almost, but not quite. As Totsuka Saika's stamina began to wane, the two managed to score a few points against him.

Of course, compared to the panting and sweating Totsuka Saika on the court, Yukinoshita Yukino, who had previously been his opponent, was now sitting on the sidelines.

"Here, have some sports drink."

"Thank you."

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't stand on ceremony and took the sports drink from Li Mo—unopened and fresh. They had bought it together at the convenience store that morning.

The two of them drank their beverages while watching Yuigahama Yui clumsily miss the ball. Her body clearly wasn't agile enough, and she stood no chance against Totsuka Saika with a racket in hand.

"You go. Hikigaya and Yuigahama's skills aren't putting any pressure on Totsuka."

Yukinoshita Yukino watched as the tennis ball flew past Yuigahama and hit the protective net, spinning against it for a while before finally falling to the ground.

Li Mo, having temporarily shut down his internal knowledge integration, spoke up, "Are you sure? Isn't this just bullying?"

"Do you want Hikigaya and Yuigahama to keep going? That won't help with training."

"But they seem to be having so much fun… Alright, fine. I'll handle it."

Li Mo shrugged and reluctantly stepped forward, taking the tennis racket from Hikigaya.

"Thanks, Li Mo."

?

Young lady, when did your way of addressing me change?

But considering there's a young lady in another world who insists on calling me "Mo-chan" against my will…

Never mind.

"Good luck."

"Hikigaya, why are you so out of shape?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm not good at sports."

Hikigaya half-heartedly replied a few times before dragging his feet to the edge of the court, clearly too exhausted to speak.

But he hadn't even played that many balls, had he?

"Totsuka-senpai, do you need a break?"

"I can keep going," Totsuka Saika said after taking a sip of his sports drink.

Li Mo nodded, holding the tennis racket. He weighed it in his hand—it was light. But after getting used to it, it shouldn't slip out of his grip. Hands accustomed to wielding weapons found modern sports equipment too light, like holding a badminton racket.

"I'm serving."

Totsuka Saika's voice came through.

The tennis ball followed soon after.

Keep it at a normal speed. Don't go too fast.

The technique of Force Dispersion was employed. This technique requires perfect control over every muscle in the body. It can be used to negate incoming attacks or to precisely control one's own strength.

However…

A sizzling sound erupted. The tennis ball flew at an incredible speed. Totsuka Saika lunged but missed, and the ball bounced off the ground, hitting the protective net and spinning against it for a long time before finally falling to the ground.

"Are you okay, Totsuka-senpai?"

"I'm fine!"

Li Mo saw a sparkle in Totsuka Saika's eyes.

"Li Mo-senpai, join the tennis club!"

"Huh?"