After a few hours, they packed up and headed out. They walked through the town, talking to just about everyone. Soon, they decided to go back home to rest before the tournament.

"Hey guys! Did you have fun?"

"Yes, we did."

"Did people make room?"
"Yeah..."
"I told you so!"

"Yeah yeah, you were right, I was wrong."

"That's a nice change of pace."

Leah smiled and sighed in satisfaction.

"And before you say anything, Tiffany, if I'm an idiot, so are you!"

"Then I'm an idiot."
"I'm not an idiot!"

"If it helps, I think you're both idiots."

"Ryoma!"

"I'm going inside."
"Yeah, me too."

"I'm gonna stay out here and watch them."

Sayomi went into her room and picked out a comfortable outfit during the tournament.

"Do you think we'll end up playing each other?"

"Maybe."
"If we do, are you still going to go easy on me?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"What do you mean?"

"I saw those matches. You were unbeatable. No one even came close to scoring a point. And that was with your right hand. I'm a little scared to see what you can do with your left hand."

"You're just saying that."
"No, I'm not. I truly and honestly think you're an amazing player."
"You mean it?"

"Of course I do."

He leaned in to kiss her when Kome walked into the room.

"Aha, I knew it!"

"What?"
"You're more than just classmates! You lied!"

"No she didn't. She had something in her eye."

"Oh please, that's the lamest excuse ever! You kissed, I know it!"
"Prove it."

"I have no proof, but I just know it!"
"If you've got no proof, no one's going to believe you."
"Just stop it already! Didn't you belive me, Kome?"

"I want to Sayomi, I really do. But I'm still suspicious..."

"Kome! You're supposed to be my best friend! Just believe me, okay?"

"Okay..."

She showed Kome the outfit she would wear during the tournament.

"So what do you think of this?"

"I think it's cute! But I'd maybe go with something a little less...plain."
"Like what?"

Kome began rummaging through Sayomi's coset, making a mess of her room like on the night of the dance.

"Kome, you've gotta stop doing that to my room."
"Doing what?"

She turned around and looked at what she'd done.

"Oh. My bad. I'll clean up, I swear."

"Find anything yet?"

"This! This is perfect!"

She held up a sparkly white t-shirt with red sleeves and a maple leaf on the front.

"Hey, maybe since you're such a big name around here, people will want you to endorse their stuff!"

"Nah, I'll just wear this."

"But that's what being a celebrity is all about! Endorsements, free stuff, getting mobbed by fans, throwing tantrums in public, all that fun stuff."

"How would you know?! You've never been famous!"

"Oh fine, be all logical then."

"Come on, I'll let you come out with me and we'll go have some celebrity fun."

"Endorsements, free stuff, getting mobbed by fans, throwing tantrums, and all that fun stuff?!"
"Maybe not the endorsements or tantrums, but yeah, the fun stuff."

They headed out again, stopping for lunch at a fast food resturant.

"Y'know, this isn't the best lunch for you, seeing as you have a tournament to play later."

"Well I don't care."

"Yeah, you'll probably win anyway."

"I don't care about winning, I just wanna have fun."

"Don't give me that crap! Everyone wants to win!"

"Well I'm mostly just doing it for fun."

After lunch, Kome suggested an impromptu autograph signing. They set up a table on the sidewalk near Shihobu Courts.

"Autographs from Sayomi Shihobu! Bring anything you want her to sign!"

"Don't you think we should get some paper in case people don't walk around carrying notepads?"

"That's a good point. I'm going to go inside and get some paper."

Within minutes people lined up at the table, bringing everything from simple paper to the clothes they were wearing.

"Sayomi, it's so great to have you back in Canada!"
"Actually, I'm only here for the week."

"Aww, that's too bad. It would be so great if you moved back!"

After about an hour, they decided to pack up and head back home.

"We're back!"
"So how's your tennis coming along?"

"Great! But we need something flashy like you do."
"You don't need to copy me. Flashy is just my style, it's how I play."

"Still, I wanna make a stunning entrance with my partner in the doubles section. Can you teach me something?"
"Oh fine, I'll teach you something simple."

"What about me?!"
"I'll teach you something too, so don't freak out on me Tiffany."

"Alright, thanks."