Living Off the Land and Waiting to Die (Prince of Tennis)

This story is a spin-off of Finding Contentment (A Prince of Tennis Crossover). Though the protagonist has a different name, she's still the same girl at heart: Kira Yu. First, though, here are a few assumptions:

1. Assume she has never transmigrated into Infinite Terror before.

2. Assume this is a pure Prince of Tennis world, not a crossover.

3. Assume she has no spiritual powers.

4. Assume there are no paranormal events in this world. (The things on the tennis court are incomprehensible, unrealistic events, not paranormal ones. Thank you.)

5. Assume she doesn't transmigrate as a baby, but into the body of a thirteen-year-old girl.

6. Assume this girl is a bad girl (Note: a real bad girl, not someone falsely accused), with an extremely formidable background and a death that happened for a rather arbitrary reason.

7. ...

All right, I admit it. Aside from the heroine's soul, this story has little to do with Finding Contentment. Even the heroine's personality and way of doing things are different. In fact, this is just a story born out of resentment after seeing too many stories that cast Rikkai's princes as villains.

Why do the princes of Rikkai always have to indirectly cause an innocent, abused girl to die or nearly die, then regret it too late once the truth comes out?

Suwang Yin, scorned by everyone, says: The princes are all good people, and they're always wise, mighty, and clear-sighted.

Of course, no matter how wise, mighty, and clear-sighted they are, they can't change the fact that she's a rat everyone despises.

Though she's a rat who wears a helmet from head to toe, both physically and mentally o(╯□╰)o

P.S. I'm too lazy to come up with names, so if you see any familiar surnames, given names, or full names in this story, don't panic or get excited. Just repeat this mantra: This is a Prince of Tennis fanfic, not a crossover.

P.P.S. If any prince's portrayal in this story upsets you, please blame my poor ability to handle the writing and plot. Feel free to look down on me for failing to express myself, but don't take it out on the unfortunate prince whose image I've ruined through my own ineptitude. Thank you for your cooperation.

P.P.P.S. This story won't be long, probably only a few tens of thousands of words.

That's the basic premise... Oh, you're asking who the male lead is?

For a devoted goddess enthusiast, is that even a question?

Hm? You say that even if you love someone, it doesn't mean you can be with them? Oh, by "devoted goddess enthusiast," I mean not only my daughter, but her own mother too, namely me, the author.

That's all.

Thanks for reading.

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