Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

A few yellow-haired guys wanted to take the opportunity to cause some trouble, but they were afraid that Long Ge would give them a slap in the face.

clap clap clap!

There was a sound of applause, which attracted attention.

"Oh, isn't this Miss Manager and Sakamoto-san? Are they here to play basketball too?"

Oshitari was wearing a simple casual sports suit and smiling faintly in the stands towards Long Ge and the others.

"Ah! Oshitari-senpai! You're here too, what a coincidence!"

Miyu is completely attracted by Ozuki, and the stars in her eyes are too obvious.

"What a coincidence! It seems you two are in trouble. Security! Please ask these people to leave."

"Yes!" Two men in black appeared out of nowhere and "invited" several people to leave.

Wow, it turns out we've been playing for so long. This golf course is owned by your family. No wonder you come here to play every time.

Long Ge’s eyes are sharp enough to kill people.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. This is a friend's business. I just come here to play basketball. The manager always gives me a different surprise."

Such textbook-like playing, without any error at all, it takes such strong ball control to achieve that. I really want to compete with her.

"How about this, to make up for you being frightened today, I'll open a VIP court in my name for you to practice on."

what?

Is this fox so kind? It's not a trick.

Miyu's eyes lit up. "Really? I'm really sorry to bother you, Ozuki-senpai. Will you practice with us too?"

Miyuki's reason has completely followed Inuzaka's expression. This kind of child will still drool even if he is cured, and others will give you back to them to count the money.

I couldn't resist Meixi's stubbornness, and the sun outside was getting bigger and bigger, so I might as well take advantage of it.

The VIP court is indeed worth its price. It has advanced electronic technology that can correct your playing posture. Meixi tried it several times and was super excited to practice anywhere. The coach only needed simple instructions to complete the task.

Inuzuka, who had changed into sportswear, walked up to Long Ge and asked, "Do you want to play a game?"

what?

I'm just here to practice with you, why do you have to involve me?

"Compare with me? Oshitari-senpai is such a joker. How can I compare with you?"

Long Ge stood up and looked at the man who was much taller than him, but the desire to fight him was self-evident in his eyes.

Meixi and Coach Kawamoto didn't know what to do for a moment. Should they try to persuade him?

"Long Ge, are you really going to compete with Senior Oshizuka? Wouldn't that be a bit... a bit awkward? Senior Oshizuka is still a regular member of the tennis club, and while Long Ge is undoubtedly very good, Senior Oshizuka's skills are not comparable to those yellow-haired guys!

Meixi couldn't hide her worry.

Although Long Ge is powerful, he is Senior Ozuki. What if something happens to him?

"Well, why don't we just forget it." Coach Kawamoto was a little embarrassed. This boy has been playing here since the opening, and his strength is obvious to all. This little girl looks thin and weak. Although she was very good at dealing with those troublemakers just now, it would be troublesome if something happened on the court.

"To be honest, I'm quite curious about how strong the manager is."

"Same, I'm also curious about the strength of Senior Oshitari." Let me take a good look at the strength of Hyotei's second-in-command.

Of course, dealing with Inuzuka cannot be compared with those yellow-haired guys. Long Ge started to take it seriously from the beginning, and the balls he hit were fast, accurate, fierce and powerful.

When Oshitari received the ball, he was stunned for a moment. How could such a little girl have such strong strength? But he quickly realized that if he could beat a player like Karaichi, how could his strength be bad?

But that’s what makes it interesting!

Let me see your true strength!

Inuzaka tentatively hit the ball back, and Longge deliberately used a cut shot to lure him into the net, testing me?

"Ms. Manager, why don't you use your full strength? Are you worried about something?"