Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

"Mr. Nanjiro, we should go."

At this time, a boy with long green hair came. The first impression the boy gave Long Ge was that he was calm yet crazy, but he was surprisingly respectful to Nanjiro.

Following behind him are two girls with long pink hair who look like twins?

The three were standing in front of Nanjiro waiting for his move.

"Oh, it's Medanore. Thank you for coming to pick me up in person. The scenery is so beautiful that I can't take my eyes off it."

Nanjiro stood up and shook the sand off his clothes.

He easily took away the sunglasses that Long Ge was wearing on his head, put them on himself pretentiously, and struck a pose that he thought looked handsome.

Long Ge, who was eating shaved ice, couldn't help but roll his eyes, because the name his uncle just said sounded a little familiar.

While Long Ge was staring at the three people, Medanore was also looking at himself.

"My dear daughter, Daddy will be leaving now. Have fun with your friends and do your best in the competition."

Nanjiro stretched his muscles and was about to leave with the person who came. He rubbed Long Ge's soft head with his big hands.

Hearing Nanjiro's instructions to Long Ge.

Medanore glanced at the girl in front of him again.

Nanjiro-san's daughter.

He does look somewhat similar to Nanjiro, and judging from Nanjiro's tone, he should also be one of the contestants.

While Medanore was still looking around, a girl behind him had already recognized Long Ge's identity.

"Oh, isn't this the representative of the Japanese team? She's actually Mr. Minamijiro's daughter. That's strange. Aren't Mr. Minamijiro's two sons on the American team? It's a shame they were eliminated by Spain and Germany before they even met."

The girl spoke in an arrogant tone, as if she didn't take anyone seriously.

Long Ge really didn't like the tone of the voice and was about to retort when he was stopped by Avril behind him.

"Who do you want to eliminate? I already have a personal vendetta against you, and now you're offering it up yourself, it's really great."

Avril, who was already awake, met the girl's gaze directly and hid Long Ge behind her.

The girl frowned, as if she was reminiscing, and suddenly an inspiration came to her.

"So it turns out to be the representative of the American team. Who is so arrogant? You can't wait to compete with me. Come on then."

The girl raised her head proudly, unwilling to be outdone, and looked down on Avril.

The two were on the verge of a fight, and perhaps they would find a place to fight in the next second.

"Avril, let me do it..."

She should be the one to attend private competitions and the like.

From the conversation between the two, Long Ge also roughly understood the other party's background.

Representative of Spain.

Although it is not clear why my uncle is involved with these people.

But it just so happened that I also had something to ask this woman.

The personal vendetta that Avril mentioned was exactly what Ella told her before she left.

But at this time, Nanjiro laughed out loud.

"A brat is a brat, but as a coach, I don't agree with you guys playing in private right under my nose. If you like playing so much, then Moranti, when you get back, have a good fight with your brother."

Nanjiro, a busybody, interrupted the two before they decided to compete for the first time.

When Moranti heard that he was going to compete with his brother, he was reluctant and acted like a spoiled child to his brother.

"Alas~ I don't want to compete with my brother. Do you think so too, brother?"

And the other girl with the exact same face as Moranti? Even her clothes were exactly the same as the girl in front of her, with a gentle smile.

But people were confused by the word "brother" that the girl named Moranti called them.

"I only follow the coach's instructions if that's what the coach asks me to do."

The person Moranti called brother had a soft voice, making it hard to tell his gender, but he was very obedient to Nanjiro's words.

"Ah~ Why is this happening~"

Moranti wailed in dissatisfaction.

"You should explain why you became the coach of Spain."

Long Ge walked around Avril and came to Nanjiro.

So what he said about cheering them on was all fabricated, and his real intention was to become the coach of another country's team.

This is nothing. Her brother and Ryoma are on the American team, and her uncle is a coach in Spain. So why is she staying in Japan?

Nanjiro put his hands behind his back nonchalantly: "Oh, what's there to explain? It's too boring to stay at home every day. I, an old man, also want to go out and have some fun and experience the world of young people."

He took the sunglasses from Long Ge and played with them in his hand, staring at Long Ge's calm face with a smile on his face.

"What? Are you afraid of me being here? Are you afraid that we can't beat Long Ma, the American team that Long Ya is on, or the Spanish team that I lead?"

afraid?

There were only a few people that Echizen Ryuka was truly afraid of. Even if Nanjiro was one of them, she had nothing to fear unless he took the field.

His eyes swept over Moranti who was constantly giving him provocative glances from behind.

"I have nothing to be afraid of. You should be the one who is afraid. If you meet Long Ya, you should first consider sacrificing that team member to save the entire team."

Nanjiro smiled and raised his eyebrows. What she said hit the mark. He had been thinking about the match arrangement with Long Ya.

The little girl has already started to make harsh remarks.

Long Ge glanced at Moranti.

"I'll let that girl go for now. I'll have to settle some private matters with her sooner or later. Uncle, don't let Long Ya kill her before she meets me."

Nanjiro laughed heartily. This little girl was becoming more and more bold.

"Mr. Nanjiro, it's time to go back."

Medanore urged from the front.

"Got it. I'll be leaving now, dear daughter. Say hello to my brothers for me. It's okay if you don't say hello. We'll see each other at the competition venue in a few days."

Nanjiro disappeared with Medanore and the others, and took away Long Ge's newly bought sunglasses.

Long Ge, who had reacted, jumped up and down behind him.

"Sunglasses! Give me back my sunglasses!"

Nanjiro thought that Long Ge was reluctant to leave him, and narcissistically blew him a kiss in the car.

Long Ge: I hide! I hide! I hide!

Long Ge watched Nanjiro and the group leave angrily.

"Xiao Ge, is that guy really your father? What about him?"

Avril was wondering whether or not to tell the other two.

"You're just climbing up the pole, uncle! Echizen Nanjiro is Ryoma's biological father and Ryoma and me's adoptive father, but... the adoption relationship was dissolved long ago..."

What the hell is this! Four members of the Echizen family are on three national teams...

After saying this, Long Ge grabbed his head and said, "What should I do? My uncle is getting younger and younger! Why did he go to Spain to be a coach?"

Long Ge was thinking about how to talk to Long Ya and Long Ma. Even if he didn't say it, the American team would face Spain in the upcoming round of 16 knockouts.

It’s better not to say it. When the two sides meet, we will see who is the most excited. Will it be a drama of father and son killing each other?

Hmm~ Not bad~

I can even see the shock on Ryoma and Ryoma's faces! It's just amazing!