Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

Calling out names right from the start? You're amazing!

Mukai and Meido are unable to face reality.

“No, you…!”

"You're dating such a cute girlfriend behind our backs!"

Mei Xi shyly hid behind Long Ge, her face as red as an apple.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not the time yet."

This may not be the case in the future.

Shinobi suppressed a smile.

Not yet~

Long Ge's gossipy eyes kept moving back and forth between the two of them.

It’s so nice, hehe!

"Then we'll go first. See you later tonight."

Before leaving, he patted Atobe's shoulders a few times.

As soon as Ozuki and Miyu left, Meido couldn't hold back any longer.

"Damn it! That guy Oshitsuki actually went on a date! I'm so envious! Such a cute girl, Long Ge, you're so partial to her, only introducing her to Oshitsuki!"

"Yeah yeah!"

On this issue, Xiangri and Meido are now on the same front.

"Don't be so childish, you two! Are you kids?"

What does being partial mean? What does this have to do with her?

Xiangri and Meido pestered Long Ge, accusing her of being biased. Long Ge was so annoyed by the two that she subconsciously called Tezuka to solve the problem.

"Atobe!"

Then I heard Atobe snap his fingers and shout.

"Birchland!"

"Yes!"

As soon as Huadi came out, he picked up one in each hand, and Xiangri and Minghu could only struggle in the air.

Feng was standing by, always watching out for the risk of the two falling.

"What a pair of childish fellows. Huadi is optimistic about them. Let's go too, Longge."

what?

Ok?

Xiangri and Meido no longer cared about the noise and backtalk, and stopped to secretly look in the direction of the two people.

The surprised expression turned into gossip. Could these two people be? Could it be that they were not what they thought?

What on earth is going on that they don’t even bring Huadi with them?

After hearing what Tobe said, Long Ge's mind went blank.

Where are you going?!

Standing there in a daze.

Looking at the stunned Long Ge, Jibe raised the corner of his mouth and lightly snapped his fingers on Long Ge's forehead.

"You promised to be my dance partner, so wherever I appear, I must be the most eye-catching. Let's go, it's time to get ready."

what! !

Long Ge, who was still in shock, only remembered this now. There was nothing wrong with being a dance partner, but the problem was that this old man had always been the brightest one in the crowd!

It is absolutely impossible for him to keep a low profile!

...

Long Ge said in a mournful tone, "How can I regret it..."

Atobe stared at Long Ge with half-closed eyes and spoke in a low voice.

"Hmm? Long Ge, you want to stand me up?"

Long Ge: “…”

I shouldn’t have agreed if I had known!

hateful!

Tezuka's speed of action was still as fast as ever. From the moment he got in the car, someone was waiting to choose suitable clothes and hairstyle for Long Ge.

Atobe, on the other hand, looked relaxed and content, enjoying watching the singer Long busy and dazzled as she chose the dress.

They finally reached their destination, the Atobe family residence, and pushed the people in.

"I'll leave her to you. Dress her up nicely for me."

"Yes! Master Atobe!"

As expected of a young master from a wealthy family, as long as he gave an order, countless people would come to him.

Long Ge was like a lamb to be slaughtered, being manipulated from head to toe, inside and out.

"What...what are you doing! Akechi...Akechi!"

Atobe was leisurely sipping tea outside, completely ignoring Long Ge's miserable cries inside.

A fashionable lady, accompanied by several assistants, pushed in a row of dresses and asked Tezuka to look at them first. After getting Tezuka's approval, she pushed them in for Long Ge to choose.

Long Ge, who had gradually gotten used to being manipulated, couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the dazzling array of dresses being pushed in.

"Wow, pretty sister! You can try all of these!"

Although Long Ge doesn't usually care about what she wears, as most girls have, they still can't walk when they see clothes that they like.

Who would refuse the request of a cute girl, especially a sweet-talking girl?

I tried on countless dresses and finally chose the black evening dress that I thought was the most inconspicuous.