Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

Long Ge answered vaguely and stretched out his evil hand to Long Ma.

But the next moment I felt something was wrong, I hadn't noticed it at noon in the restaurant.

"Have you grown taller?"

Long Ge looked at Long Ma with shock in his eyes.

No! Longma won't grow taller than me!

Long Ge cannot bear this blow!

No matter how hard Long Ge was hit, his hands never stopped moving.

"That's not the reason! And don't hug me!"

Longma was still thinking about how to refuse his sister's baptism, but he didn't expect that she withdrew her hand the next moment.

"No, I won't be picky about food anymore! Bye!"

Long Ge threw his hat away and ran away, not daring to accept the reality.

Leaving Longma standing there in a daze.

“Gone…?”

Long Ma even suspected that he was hallucinating. Would Long Ge give up so easily?

I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. What's going on?

wrong…

I still haven’t explained why my sister is here!

Long Ge's only shred of self-esteem was the fact that she was a few centimeters taller than Long Ma. Back in the dorm, she couldn't lie flat anymore! Long Ma was almost catching up to her! She couldn't accept it!

I had a restless night and vowed never to eat again! I must listen carefully to the coach's training plan and eat a healthy diet!

Before Long Ge could repent too much, the reshuffle battle officially began the next day.

Because it is the first time for junior high school students to participate in the shuffle battle, it is a very important battle for every junior high school student.

Long Ge came over after finishing his morning run and happened to see Ghost Boss about to enter with a tennis racket.

But... that beat?

Cross shot?

"Oh~ It turns out this is possible."

How can it not be considered as releasing water?

Long Ge watched with great interest.

The person opposite him kept waving at Long Ge to attract his attention.

"Long Ge! Long Ge! Here!"

Long Ge flipped over and jumped over in a few steps, sitting next to Jibe.

“It’s a really good location.”

Atobe had no time to pay attention to Long Ge beside him. He looked at the racket of Ghost Boss with a serious expression.

"What does he want to do with that racket? Thinking of using that racket against Momoshiro from Seigaku, that's really disrespectful to us junior high students."

Minghu frowned.

Using that kind of racket against these junior high school students is really disrespectful to them.

Not only Atobe and Meido, but all the junior high school students present questioned Oni's racket and were looking forward to the outcome of the game.

Even if there was no response, Long Ge didn't care. She cared more about the development of the game.

There is also a racket like the one Ghost Boss has. Let her play with it sometime.

Taocheng on the court seemed to have not yet understood the situation clearly. He had no fear of the ghost boss and even questioned the ghost's racket.

Boss Gui was unwilling to waste time talking to such a newcomer.

Without further ado, the game was announced to begin.

"Hey? Long Ge, you came early. Have you seen that guy use that racket?"

That kind of cross-frame shot doesn't look like something a normal person can use.

Long Ge leaned against the wall with her legs crossed, and curled her lips to indicate that she hadn't seen it either.

Ghost Boss always used a normal racket when practicing with her.

It may sound a bit Versailles, but Long Ge still doesn't intend to answer Inuzaka's question.

It's a bit too much of a blow to them.

"Let's just watch the game. That ghost boss isn't called the Gatekeeper of Hell for nothing."

She recognized his strength.

Xiangri poked his head over the guardrail and asked Long Ge, "When is the Gatekeeper of Hell?"

She also learned about this from other high school students, a follower in her class.

Tell all the gossip to yourself.

"He's the one who defeated all the challengers on the court below, and that's why he's called the Gatekeeper of Hell. His strength is far beyond what Taocheng can challenge right now."

Long Ge stretched out his index finger and wiggled it.

Atobe beside him sneered, "You want to show off your power to us? You're looking down on us. Momoshiro of Seigaku isn't someone who will just give in."