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The following evening, Yukimura, Sanada, and Fuji met at the Kahlo Commons, the popular place for students to eat lunch, discuss projects, or just hang-out. Fuji, never being one to overly worry about the exact time of events, arrived at 7:05. He was, of course, the last to arrive.

Sanada and Yukimura were already staked out at a booth discussing the intricacies of the almost-tennis club. When Fuji finally arrived to the meeting, Yukimura suddenly slammed a piece of paper on the table and began speaking rapidly about their poster advertisements for the club.

Yukimura explained how he and Sanada had worked tirelessly, pulling two consecutive all-nighters, in order to make these posters advertising the club meeting. The posters were naturally written in Sanada's flawless calligraphy and decorated with Yukimura's beautiful artwork. Despite their hard effort, it seemed no one but Fuji was willing to join the club. Yukimura was now devising some new plans to rework their poster design in order to attract more members.

Fuji had noticed the posters around campus advertising the club. They were extremely over the top, very professional. The club advertisement also came in the form of weird, dorky poems. Probably written by Sanada:

Spring-time is coming

Perfect weather to play some

Tennis with comrades

Thursday at 7

Kahlo Commons find out the

Beauty of Tennis

No, the posters weren't the problem with lack of membership in the club. It was the fact that they were at an art school, with a bunch of hipster art geeks who could care less about sports. But explaining this to Yukimura would be…

Yukimura was now insisting that Fuji use his photography skills to advertise for the club. Take pictures of them practicing and make it look really cool and stuff.

"It will be easy, just take some pictures of us practicing. Maybe use some kind of special effects to make it look cool or something" Yukimura suggested.

"But, I'm majoring in 'landscape photography' I don't take pictures of people." Fuji answered. It was kind of true. He was majoring in landscape photography.

"It's for the team!" Sanada said forcefully, glaring at Fuji.

"Now, now. If Fuji isn't willing to do it, we'll think of a different plan" Yukimura said, cool as a cucumber.

Several minutes passed before Yukimura spoke up again.

"Why don't I ask my friend Renji if he knows of any tennis players attending our school?"

Fuji nearly face-palmed at the fact that Yukimura hadn't asked his best friend ever, the dataman, about tennis players attending their school, yet. Yukimura had instead decided to make pretty little posters advertising the club. Well, Yukimura always liked pretty things and Sanada always needed an excuse to show off that stupid calligraphy. Being a tensai was so hard sometimes.

Yukimura dialed his good friend Renji's number.

"Ah, hello, Seiichi. I had a strong feeling you would call today." Yanagi Renji answered. Like a psychic, Renji already knew the conversation that was about to take place.

"Renji, I need your help with something"

"You want to know if there are any other tennis players at Tokyo University of Fine Arts. There is a good chance that by now you have already ran into Fuji Shuusuke. But, you probably haven't noticed Shishido Ryou also attends your school. In fact, there's only a .02% chance of this occurring."

"Shishido Ryou?" Yukimura questioned.

"Former member of the Hyotei Silver Pair." Renji filled in.

"Ah, thank you for your help, Renji." Yukimura said hanging up the phone.