Prince of Tennis: Shocking! Hyotei's Demon King is a Yukimura fangirl!

Chapter 184 Hyotei Forfeited

Wang Yueling had already walked quickly to the sidelines and raised her hand to the referee, indicating, "Referee, I request a medical timeout."

After saying that, he walked onto the field without waiting for the referee's response.

Upon seeing the unexpected incident, the referee immediately blew the whistle to stop the game and waved to signal the medical personnel from the competition team to come to the scene.

At Seigaku's halftime, Momoshiro remained frozen in place, still in the position after his smash landing.

He looked at Xiang Ri lying motionless on the ground, the color draining from his face, his mind going blank, and his lips trembling.

"I...I...I didn't do it..."

Kikumaru opened his eyes upon hearing the commotion, and after seeing the situation on the field, he panicked completely.

In that instant, all the fatigue vanished. He rushed to the net, stood on tiptoe to look at the other side, his face full of worry.

"Mukahi... Mukahi, are you alright? Wake up!"

Long Qijin immediately stood up and walked quickly towards the field, his expression grave. Daishi in the stands was also anxious, leaning forward while holding onto the railing, wanting to know what was going on.

The people in Hyotei's rest area had all stood up by the time Mukahi caught the ball, and the chairs were screeching as they did so.

Atobe's face was as dark as ink. He turned and strode onto the field, his aura frighteningly low, filled with barely suppressed anger.

Sakaki Taro also stood up abruptly, his brow furrowed, and strode towards the referee's table to discuss the match. Oshitari followed behind, his expression grave, his eyes behind his glasses filled with worry.

Shishido and Ootori looked worried and instinctively started walking down from the highest point of the stands. Jiro and Hiyoshi stopped and started several times, looking anxiously at Mukahi lying on the ground.

The Rikkai students also stood up, their previous relaxed expressions gone.

Yukimura frowned slightly, holding Luna with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"The racket bounced back with great force, hitting the head; the situation is unclear." Liu closed his notebook, glanced at the racket that had rolled to the side of the court, and said seriously.

Sanada's face tightened under the brim of his hat. He took a step forward and said disapprovingly, "Too lax. Knowing you couldn't catch it, you still tried to. That was no small matter!"

Marui's eyes widened in shock at the sudden event. She covered her mouth, tugged at Kuwabara's arm, and looked worried.

"Oh my god, Mukahi was knocked unconscious. Will he be alright?"

Kirihara leaned forward, mouth agape, unable to utter a word for a long time, his face full of tension. "Makihito-senpai... is it serious?"

Luna, nestled in Yukimura's arms, meowed uneasily twice and struggled to get down. It seemed to know something was wrong, its little paws pawing at Yukimura's arm as it desperately tried to pull itself towards the playing area.

Yukimura sensed its unease, gently stroked its fur, and softly reassured it, "It's alright, it's alright."

But Luna didn't stop. She clung to Yukimura's clothes with her little paws and kicked her short legs, looking impatient.

Yukimura, being soft-hearted, had no choice but to put it down when he saw that the match was paused and that Mochizuki Ryo was also on the field.

Luna, with its short legs, trotted towards the field. The wound on its little paw hadn't fully healed, so it limped along like a little drunkard, almost tripping several times, but showing no sign of stopping.

On the court, Mochizuki Ryo and Taki had already rushed to Mukahi's side.

Wang Yueling knelt on the ground, first reaching out to check his carotid artery, then gently touching his cheek, but not touching the swollen, frightening reddish-purple bump on his forehead.

His movements were light yet steady, revealing little emotion, except for a slight tightening of his fingers, which betrayed his panic.

"Yueren."

He called softly, "Can you hear me?"

A few seconds later, Xiang Ri groaned and slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was a little unfocused, and it took him a while to get his eyes on Wang Yueling, who was squatting in front of him.

"...Ling?"

His voice was a little unsteady, and he pointed ahead in a daze, "Ling, did you see that? Luna has little white wings and is eating stars right in front of me, ah~ my head is so dizzy... what's going on..."

"Don't move."

Hearing this, Wang Yueling felt that his brain had indeed been damaged. She waved to the butler, Yuanye, on the sidelines to prepare him. Then she pressed down on Xiang Ri's shoulder, her grip light but steady. "Close your eyes and lie still. The doctor will be here soon."

Sakaki Taro and Atobe also came over and stood beside them.

Taki squatted on the other side, his face full of self-blame: "It's all my fault. I should have kept an eye on him."

"It's not your fault." Wang Yueling sighed softly and shook her head. "You can't stop him with his personality..."

"I feel a little dizzy... and a little nauseous." Xiang Ri listened with her eyes closed, nodded, then shook her head, frowning as she interrupted their conversation.

After saying that, he raised his hand to touch his forehead, and just happened to touch the big bump. It hurt so much that he grimaced, but he still tried to be brave.

"Ouch...no...I'm fine...I just bumped into something, I'm perfectly okay..."

As they were talking, the on-site doctor from the competition team ran over with a medical kit, squatted down, and began to conduct a preliminary examination.

He first reached out and flipped his eyelids, shone a small flashlight into his pupils, and then gently touched the wound on his forehead.

"Classmate? Classmate?"

After calling twice, Xiang Ri's eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was somewhat dazed as he stared at the sun overhead, not reacting for a long time.

"Ling, hurry and grab Luna, it's going to fly away after it finishes eating the stars..." Xiang Ri whispered, his voice weak. He tried to raise his hand to touch his forehead, but his arm had no strength.

"Besides dizziness, is there anything else bothering you, young man?" The doctor held his hand, removed the stethoscope, and asked a few more questions. "Don't you feel nauseous? Can you see things moving?"

Xiang Ri nodded, looking a little dazed. "I feel dizzy... the world is spinning. I feel nauseous."

The doctor looked up at the people gathered around him, his tone serious. "The preliminary diagnosis is a scalp hematoma with a mild concussion. Dizziness and nausea are normal reactions, but you need to go to the hospital for a detailed examination to rule out intracranial injury. It's best if you don't continue the competition."

"Okay." Wang Yueling nodded seriously and pointed towards the direction of the field butler on the sidelines. "We have a medical team with us, so you can just leave the rest to us for treatment."

As a staff member of the competition organizers, the doctor naturally knew that Hyotei Academy, a prestigious school, had temporarily set up a medical building in the sports park.

He nodded with some emotion, then took his medical kit and retreated to the sidelines.

Xiang Ri, still lying on the ground, immediately panicked upon hearing this. He propped himself up on his arms and tried to sit up, "I'm fine! It's just a bump! I can still play! The match is at match point..."

Before he could finish speaking, he swayed and his vision went black.

Seeing him like this, Wang Yueling felt both angry and pained. She was angry that he was disobedient and stubborn, and pained that he was still thinking about the competition despite being injured. She quickly reached out to support his back, letting him lean against her.

"Listen to me." His tone softened slightly, but carried an undeniable force. "Nothing is more important than your health. A mild concussion is no small matter; you must undergo a thorough examination."

"But the competition..."

Xiang Ri wanted to argue, but when he looked up, he felt extremely dizzy and could only lie back down, puffing out his cheeks, his face full of resentment.

"Atobe and the others are still behind us in the competition."

Wang Yueling interrupted him, her tone flat yet carrying an undeniable authority, "If you suffer any lasting effects, like brain damage, and can't play ball anymore, then it'll all be for nothing."

Taki, standing beside him, frowned as he looked at the bump on Mukahi's forehead. He pressed down on Mukahi's shoulder and said in a low voice, "I already told you not to catch that ball. It's only one point, is it really that big of a deal?"

Xiang Ri stuck out his tongue, knowing he was in the wrong, and muttered under his breath, "I just wanted to win quickly."

Taki heard everything clearly, and sighed softly, "Let's listen to the doctor. Health is the most important thing. There are even stronger opponents waiting for us to face later."

Xiang Ri opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing the serious looks in Mochizuki Ryo's and Atobe's eyes beside her, she ultimately didn't say anything. She just pursed her lips with a hint of grievance, her eyes a little red.

Just then, a fluffy little thing came running over.

Luna rubbed against Wangyue Ling's hand to let her owner know she was there, then snuggled up to Xiangri's legs, circled him twice, and barked softly twice.

Looking down at the sun, I saw the kitten at my feet. I tugged at the corners of my mouth, wanting to smile, but as soon as I moved, I felt dizzy and frowned.

"Luna... I just saw you spinning around on my forehead..."

Luna raised her little hand, which was wrapped in gauze, and shook it. Then she rubbed her head against Xiang Ri's knee, lowered her head, and gently licked the back of Xiang Ri's hand with her little tongue.

It's as if it's saying: Look, even I, the great cat king, am injured, but I'll be fine soon, so you'll be okay too.

It felt damp and soft to the touch.

Looking at the kitten, Xiang Ri suddenly felt a lump in his throat. He reached out his uninjured hand and gently stroked the kitten's head, his movements very light.

"Even you're comforting me..." he whispered, his voice a little hoarse. "When I get better... I'll buy you the most expensive jarred food, the kind you love the most, ten of them, okay?"

Luna meowed and rubbed against his palm, as if she had agreed.

Those around them who witnessed this scene felt a little soft-hearted.

"That kitten is so intelligent...it even knows how to comfort people, it's so cute."

"Hey, didn't you know? That little cat is said to be a witch cat from hell, and it's incredibly powerful..."

"Xiangri went too far for this one point that was almost meaningless... Now that he's awake, I wonder if he can continue playing."

……

At that moment, the Seigaku members also arrived.

Ryuzaki Jin walked in front, followed by Kikumaru and Momoshiro, both with apologetic expressions on their faces.

Momoshiro walked up to him, head down, his voice muffled, "I didn't know it would turn out like this..."

Wang Yueling looked up at him, but didn't think they were wrong. After all, they were all members of their own department who insisted on going to pick them up, so who could they blame?

He concealed the helplessness in his eyes, walked over, and interrupted him. His tone was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, "In competitive sports, accidents are inevitable. Besides, the athlete chose to make the save himself; it has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to blame yourself."

Ryuzaki Jin approached a little closer and, as the coach, inquired about the situation, "Coach Mochizuki, how is Mukahi's injury? Is it serious?"

"At first glance, it looks like an external injury, with some symptoms of a concussion. We'll need to do a more detailed examination." Seeing that she had asked, Wang Yueling naturally explained the situation. "It's nothing serious, don't worry about it. Go back and prepare well for the next match; there are still many matches ahead."

Kikumaru stood to the side, head drooping, completely listless. He should have been happy to have won the doubles, but he felt no joy at all.

After understanding the situation, Ryuzaki Jin took the two away and headed towards the Seigaku rest area.

After everyone left, Mochizuki Ryo looked up, first glancing at Atobe, then at Sakaki Taro. None of the three spoke, but their eyes exchanged a complete understanding.

Atobe's expression remained grim, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with worry, yet he still nodded slightly to Mochizuki Ryou.

Taro Sakaki nodded, his expression solemn.

The meaning is very clear.

The health of the athletes is always the top priority.

Ryo Mochizuki withdrew her gaze, shifted the affection between herself and Luna to Taki, leaned against him, stood up, and walked to the referee.

He stood ramrod straight, his blond hair swaying slightly in the wind, his face expressionless, and his tone so calm that no emotion could be discerned.

"Hyotei Academy Doubles Team 2 has forfeited due to a player's injury."

This statement caused an even bigger uproar in the room.

"Forfeit?! Hyotei forfeited?"

"No way! They were leading 5-1! They were about to win! And they just gave up like that?"

"Everyone's injured, there's nothing we can do but give up. How can we play doubles with one less player? We can't play while injured."

"What a pity! It was a complete stomp, but they lost because of an accident. That's so unlucky."

"What's there to regret? The players' health is the most important thing. If they get seriously injured, who will be responsible?"

……

Reporters were snapping photos like crazy; this was definitely going to be a major news story and a trending topic today.

They've already come up with a title.

[Shocking! Hyotei's doubles team 2 dominated the entire match, but Seigaku ultimately pulled off a comeback victory. Why?!]

Discussions continued, with everyone talking about the outcome.

The referee and the linesman next to him exchanged a few words, then the referee picked up the microphone and announced loudly.

"In this doubles match 2, Hyotei Academy forfeits, Seishun Academy wins!"

The words fell silent, without any loud cheers, only a murmur of discussion and scattered applause. Seigaku had won the match, but everyone knew it wasn't a victory of skill, but merely an unexpected and lucky result.

The rest area of ​​Seigaku was quiet.

Momoshiro walked back with his head down, his knuckles gripping the racket so tightly they turned purple. He had won, but this kind of victory didn't bring him any joy; instead, it left him feeling suffocated.

Kikumaru leaned against Oishi's shoulder, his head drooping, his usual liveliness gone, even his tail-like curly hair looked listless.

Ryuzaki Jin exhaled a breath of stale air, his shoulder line relaxed, but he didn't feel any ease at all, even after winning the match.

This result was completely unexpected.

She looked in the direction of Hyotei, her expression complicated. "This doubles match shows how strong Hyotei is; they're much stronger than we expected. We won this one by chance; the matches ahead won't be easy."

Tezuka pursed his lips, his gaze fixed on the blond boy who was well-positioned at the edge of the Hyotei stadium, his expression solemn, lost in thought.

Fuji squinted, sighed softly, and said with a touch of emotion, "We just need to do our best."

Kaidou hissed, turned his face away, and felt a mix of emotions. Kawamura scratched his head and whispered, "I hope Mukahi-kun is alright..."

The three first-year students from Horio were also listless, showing no excitement at all about winning the game.

On Rikkai University's side, everyone was also a little disappointed.

"Sigh, what a pity." Marui scratched the back of his head, sat back in his chair, and sighed, "We were so close to winning... and we lost like this."

Kirihara also said with a hint of regret, "Yeah, it was so close. But that bump on Mukahi-senpai's head was so big, I could see it from this far away, it looked painful..."