Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

I have a headache, what's going on?

The match against Shitenboji will be held in a few days, and Long Ge has only watched Shitenboji's video tapes a few times.

"Ah~ These opponents look very difficult to deal with, how can I fix it! I want to play in the game too! I wish I were a boy!"

Crawling in the darkness and twists of the conference room, the desire to become a boy and participate in the competition reached its peak.

If I hadn't played, it wouldn't have been so troublesome.

Such a powerful person actually exists in such a small country.

What about the 108-style wave ball, that first-year student like Ryoma, is this a ball that a human can hit?

And that thousand-year-old, thousand-mile-long, brilliant talent...

I wonder if Atobe can fight him, or Akutsu?

Long Ge was going crazy. Even under his pressure, these two people still didn't realize the state of selflessness. Was there something wrong with his teaching method?

Damn it!

Before Atobe came in, he heard Long Ge's strange remarks inside.

Pushing the door open and entering, "You are you, what's the point of saying you've become a boy? Besides, how many boys can be as good as you?"

If Long Ge were a boy, they would have no chance.

Long Ge peeked out from the information, "You don't understand how I feel right now. If I were a boy, I would definitely be able to...!"

These are all little kalami!

"I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I'm going out for a walk to relax. Don't follow me!"

Atobe: …

He didn't want to do that, but he was afraid that Long Ge would get lost.

"Okay, okay, then just be careful. If anything happens, send me a message."

These days, Long Ge has been racking his brains because of the match against Shitenbo Temple.

He himself is the same.

"I know, I'm not a child, I can't get lost or anything, haha~"

I just finished bragging and looked at the familiar sign. I have seen it for the umpteenth time...

"Haha, I told you not to go to unfamiliar places. What the hell is this sign for?"

With a strong kick, the arrow on the sign turned in one direction due to the external force. Then a gust of wind blew, and the arrow on the sign pointed directly upwards.

...

Huh, a movable sign? What's the point of it?

Dialog box.

Long Ge: I'm lost! Save me...

. . .

The hand that was about to send the message stopped.

Delete it, delete it! It's so embarrassing! You absolutely can't tell Atobe!

I will never go out alone again, and I will never trust any signs again!

Is there anyone kind enough to take me out...

"Catch the thief! Someone come and catch the thief! My wallet!"

What a heavenly sound! There is someone here!

Here I come, thief! No, it's the goddess of luck who guides me out! I will definitely get your wallet back!

Breaking through the brush, eh?

Huh? Ah!

Qian, Taocheng, and Yingji were surprised by the sudden appearance of Longge.

Why did Long Ge suddenly appear from the bushes?

The four of them looked at each other, feeling a little awkward.

"I never thought you guys at Seigaku are so secretive about holding combat meetings now? This spirit is truly something we should all learn from! Oh, no, thief!"

Long Ge suddenly realized that he had serious things to do and rushed out.

Before the three of them could react, Long Ge rushed out. The three people who were squatting in the bushes were exposed right under the noses of Longma, Sakuno and the others. And there was also an unfamiliar red-haired boy?

Without thinking too much, "Catch him!"

Seeing his elder sister, he was confused for a moment, and when he saw his seniors greeting him awkwardly in the bushes, Longma let out a soft click.

My sight caught up with the thief who was running away on roller skates.

Ryoma and the red-haired boy served at the same time.

"Wow, that hit the bull's eye!"

The red-haired boy was jumping around happily.

"Wow, amazing, amazing, both of them have very accurate targets!"

Long Ge couldn't stop clapping. It was so amazing. His ball speed and accuracy were the same as Long Ma's.

"Hey, no~"

The red-haired boy felt embarrassed by the praise and acted a little shy.