[Prince of Tennis] After Being Split into Pieces, I'm Forced to Work

[Blurb] Protagonist: My name is Osamu Dazai. System: I know. Protagonist: But I'm neither the red-haired Osamu Dazai who admires Ryunosuke Akutagawa, nor the black-haired Osamu Dazai admired by Ryunosuke Akutagawa. System: ...So which Osamu Dazai are you? Protagonist: This is hard to explain. I didn't used to be called Osamu Dazai, though I've forgotten what my name was. Then some things happened, and now my name just happens to be Osamu Dazai... You get it, right? I'm just wearing his face. System: I get it, I get it... because I'm the one who helped you put on that face. = = Protagonist: What? So you're that damn System?!! System: ...I'm the one who should be complaining, okay? Didn't I compensate you with two clones? I'm the one losing out here! Clone One: I'm on the original's side. - Kaneki Ken (fake) Clone Two: +1 - Haise Sasaki (fake) So from then on, the fake Osamu Dazai is forced to work for a living QAQ. His mission is: 1. Lead Yokohama Academy to three consecutive national championships in the Prince of Tennis world. [Reader's Guide] 1. A bedtime power fantasy. Thunderbolt warnings!!! 2. Updates whenever the mood strikes. If this isn't for you, just click x; please don't waste your time. 3. Please don't complain that the characters are out of character. The answer is that this is a brainless secret-identity story. o.O 4. Contains original worldbuilding. Readers who care about canon details, beware! Theme: Showing off while playing tennis