Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

Wait until the ball falls to the right height.

"Swing."

"Snap!" A crisp sound of hitting the ball was heard, but because there was no ball control skills, the ball fell to the position farthest from Long Ge.

Long Ge moved his body, flashed to the place where the ball was about to land, and hit it back.

The boy felt the vibration caused by the racket hitting the ball, and this feeling brought him a strange tingling sensation.

This is amazing! This is tennis! I actually hit it, my senior is amazing!

The boy, who was still secretly delighted, was then shocked by the ball hit back by Long Ge.

I saw a shadow passing by my eyes and then stopped steadily behind me.

"Wow...that's awesome! Senior, could you please teach me how to play tennis?"

My brain was too excited and I spoke without thinking.

When people reacted, my mouth! My mouth! I stuttered when I should have been flexible! Why did I suddenly stop being stupid at this moment?

what?

Long Ge didn't expect the boy to suddenly say such a thing, but then he thought about it and realized that he was now in charge of the training of the first and second grades.

After thinking about it and looking at the boy, she agreed.

"can."

Just think of it as adding some excitement to your dull junior high school life.

The boy was too excited and then practiced basketball with Long Ge. He was so excited and nervous that he missed nine out of ten shots.

Long Ge: My eyelids are twitching...

"That's all for today. We'll start practicing our swings tomorrow with the second graders."

After saying that, he went to pack up his things, obviously not interested in practicing anymore.

"Yes! Senior! I will definitely practice hard! Senior! My name is Suzuki Matsu, thank you for your guidance!"

Long Ge waved his hand, "I understand. Pack your things and put them in the basket and go back."

Suzuki Matsu was very excited, "Yes!"

When Long Ge walked to the rest room with his racket and his belongings, he happened to meet the regular team members who had just finished training.

I saw Long Ge holding a racket with some sweat on his forehead.

This is the second time I have seen Long Ge holding a racket since he joined the tennis club.

"Echizen, you haven't gone back yet." Feng looked at Long Ge blankly.

"Ah, is it Feng-san or you seniors? I just did a little exercise."

There's no need to hide anything from them.

"Hmm? Next time you want to play tennis, just come to the official team members' practice field. I've given you permission."

The practice venues for the official members of the tennis club are all managed by the Atobe family. With just a wave of his hand, Atobe can provide everything he needs.

"Okay, thank you, Minister. It's getting late, so I'll go back first." After saying that, he took the things and walked into his rest room.

Seeing the sky gradually darkening, it was indeed very late, so the official team members quickly changed into their school uniforms and prepared to leave.

But he was stopped by Atobe.

"Tomorrow is the Metropolitan Conference, and today I'm going to show you the world! Everyone pack up and come to my house!

Huadi, go and call Longge to come along."

"Yes."

When Xianghi heard what Atobe said, she knew that she would be able to eat something delicious again today!

Huadi knocked on the door of Longge's lounge.

"Hello, the minister asked me to come and ask you to come with me."

What to do?

Despite having doubts, he packed up and left with Huadi.

When we arrived at the school gate, we saw the Atobe family's exclusive convoy taking everyone up.

In the car, Jiro was still soundly asleep, and Xiangri couldn't hide his happy expression.

Long Ge sat down beside Feng silently.

"Where are we going?"

"It's like this. Every time there's a competition, the Minister will take us home for a big meal as a reward."

"I wonder what delicious food they've prepared today! I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Xiangri, you are such a loser! My mouth is watering."

"Minghu, how dare you say that to me? You're not much worse yourself."

"Huh, that's too noisy." Hiyoshi, who was also a second year sitting in the corner, spoke up.

Despite the noise along the way, Jiro was not woken up. His sleep quality is really good!