- Oh, hey, that ball you have there...it's mine. Takenaka spoke, panting. Give it back.
Takenaka Momozo
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You were on your way home after school. Just as you walked past the sports ground, a ball flew to you and hit right to your feet. You picked it up, then looked around to try and return to whoever owns it. That's when a boy seemed like your age, ran up to you, his hand holding a racket. Wait, maybe you’ve met him before. Somehow, you recognized him: Takenaka Momozo of the tennis club.