Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

Isn't he Atobe's loyal follower?

Atobe didn't say anything, but just called Long Ge to go back together.

His hand naturally rested on Long Ge's head.

"Let's go, I'll take you back."

Long Ge crossed his arms angrily, saying, "It's said that if you don't put pressure on your head, you won't grow tall!"

He only had that one temper tantrum, so you better just follow him obediently.

In fact, there is no need to send him off. Long Ge’s apartment is only ten minutes away from the school, and the security here is surprisingly good.

No need to worry about any safety issues at all.

But Long Ge felt a little embarrassed when walking with others. He kept looking elsewhere and kept a distance of three meters from Jibe.

Atobe: …

He rubbed his brows and stopped, "Will I eat you?"

Long Ge shook his head vigorously.

"Then why didn't you reply to my message since you were so far away from me?"

The more he spoke, the closer he got to Long Ge.

She ran away and he chased her. She had no way to escape and retreat, and was forced into a corner.

Long Ge avoided the gaze. Why didn’t he reply? Because he didn’t dare!

“No…I didn’t look at my phone…”

Lame excuse.

Don’t check your phone 24 hours a day?

Atobe stared at the man for a few seconds, then stepped away.

"No matter what you think of what I said last time, you don't have to rush to reply. And regarding this training camp, remember to read my messages while I'm away. Don't ignore them."

He insisted in a firm tone that Long Ge must read his news, but Jibe had already guessed that Long Ge was deliberately ignoring it.

"Oh…"

"Ok?"

“I…I understand.”

Tsuchiya sent the person to the downstairs of the apartment building, watched him go upstairs and enter the house before leaving.

Long Ge peeked through the window, "It's good that he left."

Long Yue kept barking by the window and meowing at the receding figure of Atobe.

He used his hands to turn the kitten's head towards him and said, "Stop looking at me. I am your master, you fickle kitten."

"Meow!"

He broke free from Longge's grasp and continued to meow towards Atobe's retreating figure.

There was a smell of small clamps, which was completely different from the call to Long Ge just now.

This expression successfully earned Long Ge another cold stare.

It was no accident that Bingdi went to U17, because soon Longge also got the news from Xiao Haidai and other school tennis club members that they were also invited to participate in this U17 training camp.

In that case, then the little dragon horse who is far away in the United States will also be there.

With doubts in his heart, he sent a message to Xiao Longma, but due to the time difference, Longma did not reply to the message in time.

Ryoma, who just received the letter, looked at the invitation letter and the message from his sister in his hand.

Should I go back...

Long Ge: "What are you doing? Why are you calling your lovely sister all of a sudden? Is there something on your mind?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

Then Long Ya's deep voice came from the receiver.

Long Ya: "I heard that you won the championship at your school. I think you must be very happy and have a great summer."

Long Ge was not interested: "So? What do you want to say? Don't drag it out. Do you know what time it is in Japan now?"

Long Ge responded to Long Ya in annoyance, who would call his sister in the middle of the night to talk about this?

Long Ya looked at the time on her phone and exclaimed, "Oh!"

Long Ya: "Oh, I'm so sorry, I forgot."

It goes without saying that Long Ya is definitely not in the country right now, otherwise she wouldn't call her in the middle of the night.

Long Ge: "So? What exactly do you want to say?"

Long Ya: "As your brother, of course I came to care about you. I heard from my uncle that you made Long Ma so angry that he went to the United States. You are a somewhat incompetent sister.

Long Ge: ...

What do you mean she made Longma so angry that he went to America?

Long Ge: "That's not true, okay? We have a good relationship, there's no need for you, the one who hasn't been remembered, to worry about it!"

He was just rubbing salt into his brother's wounds.

Long Ya: I was hurt.

Long Ya sighed, "Let's not talk about this for now. Those middle school students should have received the notice by now. I'll recommend you a nice place where you can have a good vacation."