Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

After the game, Jonal completely stopped graffiti and looked sad.

"It's all my fault. I'm sorry, Senior Edgar!"

"Stop making so much noise. It's just a game. Just win it next time."

I couldn't stand the timid look of my juniors, but I still tried to comfort them.

His large hands rubbed Jonal's head soothingly.

Jonal raised his head, tears still in his eyes, but he nodded firmly. "Yes! I will definitely work hard!"

Edgar looked at him like this, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Children always have to experience some failures in order to grow quickly.

Back at the players' booth, representatives from the French team came over to comfort the younger brother.

With such a shy personality, it's always a good thing to comfort him.

This is the Japanese team.

Liu and Mao Li, who were left behind, supported each other.

After a fierce battle, all their strength was exhausted.

"So you've been keeping an eye on Rikkai University, huh?"

Liu couldn't help but express his doubts.

Maori: “No.”

Liu: "No, that's what you mean."

The two spoke almost at the same time.

After a long silence, Maori felt a little embarrassed.

"Sorry... I've changed. I didn't waste my time and talent. I was serious in the training camp!"

Maori stammered as he explained to his juniors.

There were some misunderstandings among them.

Hailed as a genius, he was once lazy and indulged himself, not doing any training or effort.

But the turning point came when Maori lost to Yuezhi in the Kanto tournament and once wanted to give up tennis.

Perhaps the physical pain could be recovered in a few weeks, but the blow from the heart was a heavy blow to this man who was hailed as a genius.

But while he was receiving treatment, Yukimura, who was also receiving treatment in the same hospital, broke into his world.

Looking at the younger generation in the rehabilitation room who failed time and time again but still persisted, Mao Li seemed to be touched deep in his heart.

Compared with himself, Yukimura, who was surrounded by illness and was hailed as the son of God, never thought of giving up and still insisted on training.

Just to be able to stand on the court again one day.

Since then, Maori's mentality has undergone a sea change.

He practices and trains with all his might day after day.

His hard work finally paid off. Not only did he win the subsequent competition, he even received an invitation to represent the U17 team.

In the training camp, he worked even harder and eventually secured a place among the top ten in the U17 team with an undefeated record.

He even chose Yue Zhi, the man who defeated him, to form a doubles team during the training camp.

At this moment, Maori wants the younger generation to understand that he is no longer the Maori who wasted his time.

Now he is also eager for victory and wants to shine on the field.

strange.

This is the first time I see a senior apologize to a junior.

"I know. Sorry, Maori-senpai. I need to apologize to you too. I was too stubborn."

Yanagi also apologized to Mori for his stubbornness.

Yukimura walked over to the two of them with a towel and water.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mori-senpai, Renji."

Maori was flattered and took the towel and water.

"It's okay, it's all thanks to Liu! We won!"

Maori hurriedly buried his face in the towel and asked Yukimura in a very soft voice.

"Um... Yukimura you..."

"I'm fine now. Thank you for your concern, Maori-senpai."

Yukimura's gentle words made Maori relax completely.

He raised his face again, smiling broadly.

"That's great!"

Looking at the happy atmosphere, one feels genuinely happy.

A happy scene.

Long Ge sat for a long time, stretched out his body and tilted his head back.

I was caught off guard when I saw Yue Zhi curling up the corners of his mouth.

After looking at each other, Yue Zhi retracted his smile and stared at Long Ge without blinking.

Long Ge reacted quickly and sat up straight.

Somewhat scared.

Looking at each other!

My whole body feels bad!

A few seconds later.

Long Ge held his face with both hands. He didn't feel the discomfort he expected, and it seemed that nothing was wrong.

Hehe, I saved my life~

She raised her foot and was about to gossip with others when she saw Senior Yue Zhi smiling.

Yue Zhi seemed to have predicted Long Ge's actions in advance.

A big hand pressed down on Long Ge's shoulder.

She was shocked.

He slowly turned around and looked at Senior Yuezhi.

Folding his hands together, he said, "I didn't see anything! I won't say anything!"

The next second, Yue Zhi let go of his hand, said nothing, and walked towards his partner.

Maori happily shared the joy of his victory with Yuezhi.

Yuezhi had no expression but listened patiently.

Long Ge, who had just had a false alarm, breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Atobe came over with a racket in his hand.

"I told you not to gossip, but you didn't listen."

"Atobe!"

Long Ge sniffed, pounced forward, and grabbed Jibe's arm.

Too scary!

She will never take the initiative to eat senior Yuezhi's melons again!

Suddenly being in such close contact with a girl, a barely noticeable red color appeared on the tip of Tetsube's ears.

Atobe comforted him softly: "Okay, don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here."

Oshitari suddenly ran out from somewhere and looked at the two of them with a smile on his face.

"That's great, little couple~ I'm here~"

Oshitari teases Atobe without fear of death.

Before he could even make a joke, he was given a death stare by Atobe.

Oshitari: With an awkward yet polite smile, I'll go ahead~

Atobe hummed softly, turned to look at Long Ge, and found that she was secretly glancing at him.

Atobe turned his head instantly, a blush creeping up his face.

But he calmed down after a moment and coughed twice.

The people around also quickly looked away, pretending to be very busy.

Followed by the sound of horse hooves.

Everyone looked around.

Then a white horse galloped towards the entrance of the competition venue.

Sitting on the horse's back was a boy in gorgeous clothes. He pulled the reins and the white horse raised its front hooves high.

Tell everyone to start shouting.

"Prince! Prince!"

The boy rode a white horse towards the French team's seat.

"You're back, Prince. It's time for you to take the stage. We must win this match."

Camus looked at the person who came and spoke slowly.

The prince looked at the score, a confident smile on his face. "Huh? You lost two games in a row? Look how easy I am to win this one."

As he said this, he dismounted, and immediately an attendant came over to lead the horse away, walking towards the arena with light steps.

"prince?"

The Japanese team members were all curious and listened to the cheers of the audience.

They were a little doubtful about their ears.

Who are these people on the French team?

"Ah, isn't this the boy who competed with Ryoma that day?"

Long Ge also recognized that this was the boy who had a conflict with Xiao Longma over Sakurano that day.

It turns out he really is a prince.

It’s a small world.

But Long Ge was more curious: could he enter the venue on horseback?

Or does having money mean you can do whatever you want?