Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

"How about this, let's find a tennis court to try out your new racket?"

Long Ge suggested that there seemed to be a street tennis court nearby.

It's a good time to try your hand.

"Would you like to come with me, Ryoma?"

Since Long Ge invited him warmly, there was no reason for Long Ma not to go.

The others, especially Eiji, went along just to join in the fun.

It's such a coincidence, really.

From a distance, I saw Atobe pulling a girl, and Momoshiro and Kamio rushed to save her without hesitation?

It’s okay to save people, but is it really necessary to play doubles?

In fact, the chances of winning in a singles match might be even greater.

Long Ge's face was filled with black lines. Why was Jibe here?

I really don't train enough! I still have the leisure time to wander around.

The tag team match between Momoshiro and Kamio was simply unbearable to watch, but at least it was much better than the tag team match with Ryoma.

"How can I put it? You call this doubles? It's an insult to Seigaku. I really don't want to admit that Momoshiro is a regular at Seigaku."

Eiji would rub salt into the wound and hit the nail on the head.

"Of course not. There's also a little one."

Long Ge glanced at a child who had his hat pulled down.

You will never escape being laughed at by me in this life. I will laugh at the last doubles match for the rest of my life, hahahaha.

Atobe didn't consider the two as opponents at all. He sat in front of the net when the game started, leaving Kabata to monopolize the court.

"Wow, who is that guy? He's so arrogant. He even acts like he doesn't care about Momoshiro or Kamio of Fudomine."

The three little followers couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing that things are getting more and more wrong.

"OK, that's enough!"

The girl's clear voice was heard, and people on both sides stopped their actions.

I heard the sound of the ball hitting the ground.

"Hmm?" Who is ruining my elegance?

After hearing Long Ge's voice, Huadi stood there obediently, waiting for the next instruction.

When Tetsuya saw this, he realized that this was his newly hired team manager. Why was he here? Shouldn't he be lying at home sick?

"The Minister is so elegant that he plays ball here."

Even though Long Ge was smiling brightly now, he was already cursing everyone in his heart.

minister?

The other reactions were much more interesting.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be lying at home sick?"

Atobe looked down at Long Ge from above. The height difference made Long Ge look very small. Their eyes met, but he did not see any deception in Long Ge's eyes.

"I just happened to come here and bought a tennis racket that my classmate liked. What's wrong with that, Minister?" he asked with his head tilted.

"I'm just having fun. If there's nothing else to do, don't hang around outside. Let's go, Birchland."

"Yes."

The honest Huadi was picking up equipment at the back, enough for two people.

What a strange guy, what on earth are you doing here?

"Longma's sister knows quite a lot of people." Taocheng didn't listen to what Longge said at all and thought that they were just people Longge knew.

Probably only Eiji knows Atobe's identity.

Long Ge sighed, "I hate this."

"Oh, by the way, Mixi, how about you try out your new racket."

"Okay! Okay!" Meixi couldn't wait any longer.

She excitedly took out her newly bought racket, and Long Ge was beside her instructing her on how to swing it. Meixi was very excited throughout the whole process.

"Have you joined the tennis club?"

Long Ma walked behind Long Ge, holding a racket, his thoughts completely written on his face.

"Let's compete, sis!"

Longma looked at Longge with a rare smile and extended an invitation to her.

This kid is really...

"No, you'll be accused of bullying you later."

Long Ge raised his eyebrows, wanting to refuse Long Ma's invitation.

But how could this stubborn child be easily persuaded? He completely ignored her and just stood there looking at her.

The others who were packing up to come in for the game saw that the situation was tense.

"What's going on? The little one is going to compete with his sister? I'm so excited! So excited!"

Yingji was leaning on the railing to watch what was happening here, as if he was just watching a show.

"Ah? Long Ma wants to play tennis with his sister? Does Long Ge sister know how to play tennis?"

"Longma is such a jerk, he even bullies his own sister. Hey! Longma, stop bullying your sister!"

The three little ones' worries may be unnecessary.

It’s not certain who bullies whom.

It’s hard to refuse such hospitality.

"But I don't have a racket, what should I do?" Long Ge really didn't want to compete with Long Ma here.

This kid is so competitive, I wonder how far he'll go in the fight.

"Use mine."

Longma walked back and took out another racket from his backpack. Longma was used to carrying three rackets as a backup.

It seems that this game is inevitable.

Holding the racket in my hand and swinging it, it was no different from how I remembered.

"Don't say I'm bullying you. You serve first."

Give up the serving game generously.

Longma naturally would not give up this good opportunity, and he used the outspin serve without hesitation.

"This kid didn't let up at all. He started the game with an outspin serve. He's so cruel even to his own sister!"

Momoshiro thought it was just an ordinary training match, but he didn't expect Ryoma to use his trump card first, the outspin serve.

But before they could react with surprise, they were shocked again by Long Ge's actions.

He stepped forward first, but the ball was hit back by Long Ge before it even bounced.

"Wow!"

"Amazing!"

"You're still the same as when you were little, defenseless against your sister. I'm tired of seeing this kind of ball, and you still dare to hit it at me."

The moment Long Ge caught the ball, he didn't forget to tease Long Ma.

The ball landed quickly, accurately and fiercely where Longma couldn't reach it.

"15-0"

"I told you, don't tell anyone else that your sister bullied you."

Right hand.

Long Ma looked at the hand that Long Ge used, as if he was very persistent. He kept using outward spin serve, but Long Ge still hit the ball back and scored.

I told you that you can't compete with this kid. He's getting more and more excited. He keeps hitting it even though he knows the outspin serve is useless to him.

"Everyone said this trick is useless, you stubborn kid!"

Throughout the whole process, Long Ge did not use any tricks, but only used the simplest way of counterattack, but Long Ma was still overwhelmed.

"1-0, change of venue."

"Taocheng, this is the first time I've seen a kid lose so badly. It's really rare."

"Eiji-senpai, yes, Ryoma's sister is indeed a very powerful character."

In the subsequent games, Long Ma tried his best to use various tricks to deal with Long Ge, but nothing worked.

Longma's gaze remained on Longge's left hand.

Moreover, the competition between the two was more like a one-man show for Longma, who was made to run all over the court, sweat dripping down his face.

But Long Ge only broke out in a thin layer of sweat, which was completely different from Long Ma.

I sweated a little and felt much better. It turns out that sweating is the key to recovering quickly after being sick.

Stop playing.

"Ryoma, you don't stand a chance!"

After saying that, he winked at Longma.