Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

"Young men are full of youthful energy, but they are not as handsome as I was when I was young."

Coach Mifune, who had remained silent until then, suddenly spoke up.

He sat there quietly, looking into the distance with a dazed look in his eyes.

As if immersed in some memories.

The slightly furrowed brows and slightly melancholy eyes.

One can't help but wonder what past experiences he is reminiscing about.

This is such a confusing sentence.

Everyone came back to their senses from that atmosphere.

handsome?

Everyone turned their eyes to Coach Mifune, their eyes filled with surprise and confusion.

Ok…

It doesn't seem to match.

Sanada walked over and spoke to the unconscious Atobe.

"He was so lax that he even messed himself up in one match."

It's a pity that Atobe is in a coma now. If he were awake, he would have started arguing with Sanada a long time ago.

Look at Long Ge.

"The game will end with me, take care of him."

"So Genichirō is so worried about Atobe. Why haven't I ever heard you mention it?"

Yukimura's words almost broke Sanada's seriousness.

Sanada hurriedly adjusted his hat to distract himself.

"Sanada is still too young in front of Yukimura, haha."

Niou chuckled.

Long Ge pursed his lips.

She was definitely not smiling.

Really.

Why don’t you leave? She can’t hold it anymore!

Before Sanada came on stage.

Yukimura patted Sanada's shoulder and said, "Be careful, Genichirō."

Sanada regained his composure and looked straight ahead without even turning his head.

"Don't worry."

"And I'm sorry, Watanabe-senpai, you can't play this time."

Sanada suddenly apologized to Watanabe.

Watanabe didn't realize what was meant, but after hearing the rest of the words, he smiled in understanding.

"Go ahead and win."

Sanada walked towards the arena with a determined stride.

Byodoin glanced sideways: "There will be another chance."

Watanabe heard that Byodoin was comforting himself, right?

"It's okay, Boss. Like you said, there will be another chance."

Watanabe looked at Camus, who was sitting elegantly on the French team, and felt relieved.

In Sanada's heart.

He is also one of the top ranked junior high school students.

Kunimitsu Tezuka has already moved to a higher level and received invitations from professional teams early on.

Atobe Keigo also evolved to a seemingly unreachable height without realizing it.

And Yukimura.

Never..

I always look at his back.

Now it’s time to show yourself!

Sanada stood in the center of the court, his eyes as determined as a burning flame.

After the referee announced the result of singles number three, there were more or less different voices at the scene.

Ryoma in the audience.

Yawn.

"How boring! It's a draw. What a waste of all that effort, huh? The next match is Sanada-senpai's."

He says he is bored, but he cares deeply about it in his heart.

"I was really scared. Fortunately it was a draw. I don't know what would have happened if the game had continued."

Horio soothed his fragile little heart.

Katsuro and Katsuo were much calmer, thinking that the ball would not hit here anyway.

There's no need to worry too much.

"But I'm really curious about who will win the match, what do you think, Ryoma?"

Throw the question at the best tennis player on the scene.

Longma half-supported his face, looking listless. He no longer had any desire to watch the rest of the game.

"Who knows, maybe it's the prince, or maybe it's the monkey king."

What's the difference between saying it and not saying it?

but..

Monkey King?

Several people looked at Longma stupidly.

This wasn't the tone I used when I was talking about Sanada-senpai just now!

Katsuro spoke weakly, "Um... Ryoma, it's not nice to give someone a nickname... This one is really... too..."

I can’t take it anymore!

"That's what it is."

Ryoma said it as a matter of course.

The main thing is that he saw it, although it was only for a moment, but he recognized it at a glance.

"Sister is really something. She's always on others' side and teaches them everything."

I've never seen her teach me like this.

Longma said this with a sour tone.

If Long Ya heard this, she would definitely say that Long Ma was jealous.

Long Ma subconsciously looked around, afraid that he would suddenly see Long Ya.

I don’t know how many times I’ve suffered at the hands of Long Ya.

Long Ya has always put entertainment first, and Long Ma is naturally the most fun one in Long Ya's hands.

I don’t know how many times I have been teased by Long Ya.

"Oh~ little one, are you looking for me? Your Onii-chan is behind you."

Long Ya winked at Long Ma in a coquettish manner.

Longma instantly felt goosebumps all over his body and turned his head away as if he didn't recognize him.

"I'm so sad. Onii-chan came to see you right after the competition."

The people sitting next to Long Yashe Niu and Long Ma exchanged seats.

Longma didn't want to pay any attention to it. God knows who he was looking for.

He has always been a mysterious person.

"You're not here to see me, are you?"

Done.

Long Ma came to his senses and looked at Long Ya.

The competition that Long Ya just mentioned?

"You.. competed?"

You have to know that since joining the US team, I have never seen Long Ya practice or compete.

Long Ma also listened to his sister and did not go to Long Ya to compete privately.

And Longma could feel that Longya was also avoiding him.

Such a rare match was missed.

Long Ya held her hands behind her head, her eyes following her sister who was sitting in the Japanese team representative seat below.

He didn't notice the surprise in Longma's words.

"Ah, you mean the game? Ralph said he'd let me play a game once in a while, or I'd get rusty."

It seems like a very ordinary sentence.

"Oh, is it so."

It was hard to tell from Longma's expression whether he believed it or not.

"Ah! So handsome! Who is Ryoma? He calls him Onii-chan, but he's your Onii-chan! Why have I never heard you mention him like that?"

Pengxiang seemed to have found a new target and looked at Longya with shining eyes.

Longma's face was full of black lines, and he didn't want to introduce him to his friends.

"Oh, hello, I'm little Onii-chan."

A completely different type from Ryoma, a sunny boy?

Moreover! The two people are super similar!

"Ah! Little one? What a cute name! Onii-chan is so cool!"

Peng Xiang fully demonstrated her lover-crazy nature, with her eyes full of love.

"Uh...I told you not to call me that."

Longma couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hmm? Ryoma's Onii-chan... isn't that Ryūka-senpai's Onii-chan? They really look alike!"

Horio cried out in surprise.

Ryoma was calm and speechless.

"That's natural, my brother is of course my sister's brother. There's nothing strange about that."

Ryoma muttered, not understanding what was so strange about this.

This is also a surprise.

Long Ya from Sheniu quickly became familiar with Long Ma's friends.

Long Ya’s butt hasn’t even warmed up yet.

"Hey, time to go."