Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

Wen Tai blushed when his companions teased him.

Long Ge clasped his hands together and made a pleading gesture, "Wun Tai, please help me and call Ji Lang. This child is impossible to wake up. You are his idol, so I have to trouble you to wake him up!"

"Wha...what?"

Wen Tai couldn't believe it, but why would he do such a thing?

Damn it! Since Long Ge always brings things to the ministers when he visits them, I'll just do him a favor this time.

"Tsk, I only did this for your sake! It's all thanks to those cakes!"

"Hey! Jiro, didn't you say you were going to win the game? Then get up!"

A group of people are anxiously waiting...

Wen Tai just thought, why would he do such a thing! It makes him look stupid!

I thought there would be no turning point, but unexpectedly, Jiro actually reacted when he heard Bunta's voice.

I forced myself to stay alert, "Bunta?"

In his sleep, Jiro hears the voice of Shinshin Nian Bunta and forces himself to open his eyes.

"Hey!!! Jilang responded! He woke up! Long Ge, your method actually works!"

Humph, what a joke. Who is she? She knows all the members of Hyotei.

Any hobbies are welcome.

Little Jiro got it! Only dessert and Bunta completely resisted his sleepiness.

The members of Rikkai University and Hyotei all thought that Long Ge was joking.

"Oh, why am I here? Hey! Bunta, it's Bunta!"

He suppressed Jiro who wanted to run to find Bunta, "Okay, Jiro-senpai, don't forget what you are doing now."

Long Ge's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he repeatedly reminded Ji Lang to have a good rest, but the length of this game was indeed a little beyond Ji Lang's expectations.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Jiro remembered that he was here for a competition. He immediately stood up from the bench and looked at the audience who were cheering him on, and Fuji who was waiting for his competition at Seigaku.

Atobe crossed his arms and looked at Jiro, it seemed that he had not fallen asleep yet.

"Hey, Jiro, it's not too late to rest after the game. At least you need to get enough sleep before going on stage."

Bunta's voice! Jiro's eyes immediately became starry.

"Yeah! Bunta is right! Bunta is the best after all! He's my idol forever!"

I think I can understand Taichi's blind worship of Akutsu.

Atobe grabbed Jiro who was chatting idly and said, "It's time to go to the game. We can talk about the rest after the game."

They couldn't wait any longer and wanted to win the game.

Fuji couldn't wait any longer and wanted to decide the winner.

Although Jiro woke up, his reaction time was nothing like before. If he was in top condition, it was unknown how the match would go.

Faced with the three advanced versions of the counterattack, the slightly slow Jiro was still unable to launch a direct counterattack.

"The condition is much worse."

"There's nothing I can do. It's already good enough that Jiro is awake now. This is such a miscalculation."

"The game is over, Seigaku Fuji wins! The score is 6-3!"

As the referee finished speaking, Jiro finally felt relieved and lay down on the ground, falling into a deep sleep.

Fuji didn't know how to describe this helplessness, "This guy is really the type that I can't handle."

Master Atobe snapped his fingers, "Karachi, go and retrieve Jiro."

"Yes!"

Even after bringing Jiro off the field while he was soundly asleep, we still lost.

Fuji walked over and looked at Jiro who was sleeping soundly and had no reaction to the outside world.

"I hope I can have a good fight with Akutagawa-san next time."

At least I won't fall asleep in the middle of a fight.

Long Ge felt a little sorry. "I didn't expect something like this to happen. I'm really sorry, Senior Fuji. If there's a next time, I'll definitely ask Jilang to have a good match with you."

Bunta felt a little sorry about what happened. According to his previous condition, Jiro had every chance of winning.

"You're so sorry, Bunta."