Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

Coach Mifune has been fast asleep since the start of the game.

At this time, he might have sobered up, got up from the ground and yawned.

Looking at the junior high school student collapsed on the ground.

He went up and kicked those people in anger.

"This is where you're supposed to sleep, so hurry up and get up! We haven't even finished training today, and we haven't won a single match. It's really embarrassing."

After being scolded by Coach Mifune, many people woke up from their sleep and pushed their companions awake.

Scolding these people didn't seem to suffice, and he looked at Long Ge sharply.

It seems that the situation is not right. No, I am not the winner. After scolding them, they are not allowed to scold me.

Unexpectedly, Coach Sanchuan did not treat Long Ge the same way he treated these people.

"You can go and rest now. You don't need to do any training. Tomorrow you will start doubles practice with the other players to develop chemistry."

what?

What does it mean?

Are we not going to use the triple practice that we agreed on?

"So we don't need to practice three times as much?" Long Ge asked happily.

After saying that, I felt a little regretful. What did I say?

What if Coach Mifune just forgot temporarily and remembered it after I reminded him?

Coach Mifune took out the wine gourd hanging from his waist and, craving for alcohol, took a few gulps.

"I never said these conditions were for you. Win or lose, they belong to these brats."

Long Ge was a little scared. Could this mean that if they lost, they would get double the practice time, and if they won, they would get triple the practice time?

Then what was the point of working so hard for this relationship?

Just to avoid triple training!

Long Ge's eyes rolled back and he fainted. Jibe ran over quickly and caught him.

Angry.

"Xiao Ge! Xiao Ge!"

"Go to the infirmary!"

A group of people hurriedly carried the person over. After examining him, the doctor concluded that he was just asleep.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued to practice.

The two brothers Longya, who were far away in the United States, immediately reported their safety to their aunt and Nanako at home after getting off the plane, ignoring their uncle's questions on the phone.

When I saw my sister sent me a message before takeoff, I replied to her in a good mood that she had landed safely.

"It's been a while since you've been to America, right? How do you feel about being back with your brother?"

Long Ya put her hand on her brother's shoulder and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Nothing happened." Longma answered coolly.

The hand that was about to press down the hat stopped, and then he remembered that his hat was taken away by his elder sister before he left.

"Why don't you send a message to your sister? She'll be mad."

Longma didn't forget what his elder sister told him before she left, but reminded him that the other party might be worried.

"Don't worry, your brother is still very reliable. Don't worry, don't worry. Hahaha. Now think about how to get to the right training camp in the United States."

He patted Longma's shoulder and smiled very happily.

“Really…”

Long Ma, who couldn't stand Long Ya's personality, quietly moved away and walked to the side, away from this old man.

"Ah! Here! Here! Long Ya, long time no see."

Several boys in American team uniforms came towards the two of them. The blond boy in the lead greeted Long Ya, and when he saw Long Ma, he smiled and greeted him and shook hands.

"It's really embarrassing to have the captain of the American team come to greet us personally."

Long Yake didn't look embarrassed at all.