Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

With one move, Ghost Boss instantly took care of the representative from the opposite court No. 3.

At this point, the team reshuffle battle between Court No. 5 and Court No. 3 ended with Court No. 5 winning.

Irie had just washed his face and was wiping it with a towel when he heard a slight sound beside his ear, as if something was approaching.

"Irie, carry on!"

Taneshima threw a bottle of soda at Irie quickly.

Irie subconsciously raised his left hand to catch it.

"Tsk tsk, what? You said you couldn't lift it. Turns out you were just acting."

This little trick was discovered by Zhongdao early on.

Irie put the soda on the table, picked up the glasses beside him and put them on, with the corners of his mouth raised.

"I can't help it. Didn't you see the look in Echizen's eyes when she looked at me as if she was going to eat me up? That girl is really too difficult to deal with. If I don't give her a way out, she'll never stop. I thought Echizen was looking for trouble with me. I was really scared."

Tanejima shrugged. "I'm sorry to have scared you, but Echizen doesn't have time to bother you right now. She's worried about the boy who was sent to the infirmary."

He took the soda he had just drunk and waved to Tanejima. "Thank you for the soda. I'm leaving now. I think I should avoid running into Echizen for the time being. She's very protective of her."

In the medical room.

When Jibe woke up in the infirmary, he saw Long Ge staring at him angrily.

"Long Ge? By the way, how was the competition?"

The first thing I did when I woke up was to ask about the result of the game.

Long Ge's tone wasn't very good. "Number five, no, it's already court number three. We'll have an extra game later, and Boss Ghost will come in and quickly resolve the game. Everyone else is training, and they're also talking about having a celebration tonight."

"That's good."

Atobe breathed a sigh of relief.

I lifted the quilt and tried to get out of bed because I still had training to do, but then I realized my ankle was wrapped in a thick bandage.

"The doctor has given you some medicine. Try not to exert yourself for the next two days. The coach at training has also given you permission to rest. Just take care of your injury."

Long Ge watched coldly from the side, with no intention of going up to help.

Atobe could only lie back down and pretend to be relaxed.

"This is just a minor problem, I don't care about it. How can I relax my training just because of this little injury?"

Tebe only wanted to show himself in front of Long Ge, but he didn't expect to touch Long Ge's sore spot.

Long Ge's words were cold and emotionless. "Oh? Are you also trying to emulate Senior Tezuka's selflessness?"

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Tebe seemed to be avoiding looking into Long Ge's eyes.

"Oh no, that's not right. I just didn't expect to sprain my ankle. Don't... don't be angry... I'll take good care of myself."

This was the first time that Jibe spoke so humbly in front of Long Ge.

Long Ge snorted and left the infirmary.

Not long after, the other junior high school students who had finished their training rushed to see Atobe.

Having heard the voice before seeing the person, Cilang ran in excitedly.

"Atobe, Longge, we're here to see you! Ah? Why isn't Longge here? Didn't she stay to take care of you? By the way, Atobe, how's your ankle?"

Atobe could only vaguely say that Long Ge had something to do and would be away for a while.

Jilang felt strange. What else could there be in the training camp that required Long Ge to make a trip?

Kirihara jumped out, "Let's not talk about this anymore! Atobe-senpai, we've been promoted to court number three! We have to celebrate tonight!"

Ignoring Kirihara's non-stop chatter, the others expressed their concern for Atobe's injury.

"We can't be complacent just because we've advanced to Court 3. Our goal is to advance to Court 1!"

He talked about his lofty ambitions in Atobe.

Long Ge came in with a lunch. "Wait until your ankle is healed before you say those big words. Here, lunch, prepared according to your usual preferences. After you finish eating, ask Inuzuka and the others to take you back to the dormitory. I have something to take care of, so I'll be leaving first."

Long Ge seemed to be in a bad mood and no one dared to interrupt him. Only after everyone left did Inuzaka express his thoughts.

He stroked his chin and spoke as if jokingly.

"Is Long Ge going to cause trouble for that senior named Rujiang?"

Feng pondered for a moment and felt that this was something Long Ge would do.

Everyone looked at Atobe automatically, and Atobe coughed lightly a few times to interrupt their inquiring gazes.

"Ahem, it's lunch time so everyone should hurry up and have their meal, otherwise the afternoon will be very tight."

It was agreed that Oshitsuka and his friends would come after lunch to send Atobe to the dormitory.

After everyone had left, he opened the food that Long Ge had brought him. He had chosen the food according to his own preferences and tastes, and the curve of Jibe's mouth never dropped.

A practice field in an inconspicuous corner of the training camp.

"Hey, hey, hey! Echizen, don't be so petty! He obviously twisted his ankle himself, you can't blame it all on me. Exploiting your opponent's weaknesses is also the key to victory in a game."

Irie kept dodging Long Ge's rain of attacks while trying to persuade him to be more rational.

They also said to avoid running into Long Ge, but it turned out that most of the people in this training camp were Long Ge's subordinates, and forming cliques is prohibited in this training camp!

As soon as Rujiang left, Longge caught up with him, and there was no place to hide!

"I'm just here to practice with you, please don't let your imagination run wild, Irie-senpai!"

Being stubborn means refusing to admit it.

"Hey! Ghost, Tokugawa, you two, stop just watching and say something! No, Echizen, stop... stop it!"

It didn't seem like Rujiang was acting now, but rather like he was really scared, forced by Long Ge.

Irie, who was beaten down, did not forget to complain, "He is really protective of his shortcomings..."

Looking at Irie who was knocked down by him, Long Ge poked him with the racket and shouted.

"Hey, are you acting? Stop pretending to be dead. Get up and continue."

Irie lay on the ground with his back facing up for several minutes without responding.

Long Ge also felt that it was boring, so he reluctantly let him go.

"I'm hungry after exercising. Let's go have lunch. Do you want to come?"

Before leaving, he did not forget to ask a few people.

Ghost: "No, we've already eaten. Go by yourself."

Long Ge rubbed his stomach which was almost deflated by hunger.

"Okay then, I'll let you go today and continue next time."

As soon as Long Ge left, Rujiang got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his body, and smoothed his messy hair. He spoke in a complaining tone, but the expression on his face was completely different. He smiled extremely happily and brilliantly.

"Oh, how come she's been targeting me? I don't dare to walk around the training camp alone these days."

Having said that, they believed that Echizen would be able to take the person away even if someone was accompanying him.

He is like a little bully in this training camp and no one dares to mess with him.