Fighting for an Old-School, Dog-Blood Tennis Fanfic!

After devouring hundreds of old-school tennis novels, I... transmigrated... Just as I was looking forward to meeting scumbag Yukimura and the sucker Atobe who raises another man's child, I realized I'd ended up in the wrong kind of world. This place was so normal it had no melodramatic drama at all. If there was no drama, I'd make some. I couldn't let all those hundreds of old-school fanfics I'd read go to waste. Me: Yukimura, could you play the scumbag for me? Yukimura: ??? Me: Atobe, could you raise a child for me? It's mine and Yukimura's. Yukimura, Atobe: ??? Me: Niou, could you be my backup option? Niou: ... I clenched my fist. I swore I would recreate the plots of those old-school melodramatic novels! Disclaimer: The main story is written in third person. I'm making things up as I go, so feel free to read it however you like. No logic, no plot, just whatever comes to mind. A lighthearted writing exercise after a long break. Don't get your hopes up. Don't get your hopes up. Definitely out of character. Don't scrutinize it. If I get something wrong, point it out in the comments, and I'll decide whether to change it. Coming Soon Holding an Old-School Script in a Crossover World After I mocked melodramatic old-school novels, I transmigrated. Not only that, I also got bound to an Old-School Script Acting System. Is this my reward for good deeds? No, it's a boomerang lodged in my back. From then on, I began my humiliating life of being forced to play "old-school characters" in a crossover world. On my first day transferring to Rikkai, I charged into the tennis club with a racket in hand. Heaven knows I can't even play tennis. On my second day, the tennis club regulars' fan club summoned me for a group interrogation. I was forced to attend a three-hour meeting on the topic: Do not use your exceptional tennis skills to get close to the princes. On the Nth day after transferring, my deskmate, who had been receiving treatment at the hospital, recovered and was discharged. Me: Act, act, act. I never stop acting, until I'm exhausted! The princes: Why is her whole vibe different from everyone else's whenever we see her? Act confident. Act powerful. With my ridiculously overpowered old-school character settings, I can play tennis, speak seven languages, and am the number-one assassin with an undefeated record. What I won't tell you is that I'm also the princess of the Western Kingdom, the long-lost younger sister of a certain aristocratic dog prince. Of course, that's far from the full story. I'm also a Public Security officer. What kind of person has being a high school girl as her main job, while her side job is going undercover in a criminal organization after disguising herself as a boy to enter police academy? Oh, right, I also go by Kudo Zansetsu, the adopted daughter of the parents of the "Savior of Japan." Me: ...I've got every possible buff stacked. At a group meeting of a certain criminal organization Actual Public Security undercover agent: Why does he sleep through every meeting? Me: Catching up on sleep. Do not disturb. Does anyone know how exhausting it is to work N jobs in one day? Have you ever risked your life to play a role convincingly? I have. Theme: If you work hard, there's nothing you can't do!