Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

"Has anyone else said something like this to you?"

Nanjiro asked curiously.

"It's none of your business, uncle. Tomorrow is your match against the American team. How can you still stand together so calmly?"

Long Ge put his hands on his hips and refused his uncle's question.

"The competition won't delay our father-son relationship, right, Long Ya."

Nanjiro winked at Ryuya.

Long Ya looked calm and had become completely immune to her uncle's actions.

Long Ya shrugged.

"Of course. Well, I'm going to take my sister back first. You guys can chat."

"I'm leaving now. Why don't you catch up with Dad? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Nanjiro patted his head.

"My head has been hurting for no apparent reason lately. It might be because I'm pissed off by these brats."

Nanjiro spoke as if the Spanish team was giving him a headache.

Are you annoyed by the Spanish team?

Don’t lie and don’t draft.

Who can be an ordinary person to join the Spanish team?

But looking at Nanjiro's expression, he didn't seem to be pretending.

"Uncle, why don't you go to the hospital? No one gets a headache for no reason."

Long Ge is concerned about Nanjiro's situation.

Ask someone to go to the hospital to check it out for peace of mind.

"Girls are indeed caring. Unlike that brat Longma, he hasn't even called to show his concern."

Nanjiro bitterly accused his son of his crimes.

Ryoma in the American team's locker room.

"Xiao Ge just said she had something to do and left first. She asked you to drink her share as well."

I heard Captain Reinhardt say that his sister had left.

I still feel a little lost.

But there was no expression on his face.

"Oh, really? Then I can only eat it myself."

Long Ma ate his food silently, seemingly unconcerned, but his mind drifted far away. He recalled the days of training with Long Ge, when Long Ge had always encouraged him with such energy. But now, in a foreign country, everyone was busy with their own things, and the opportunities to see each other became fewer and fewer.

Meanwhile, on Nanjiro's side, after Long Ya and Long Ge left, he looked at their retreating figures thoughtfully. A teammate nearby jokingly asked, "What? You can't bear to leave your child?" Nanjiro responded with a smirk.

With the second day's match approaching, the atmosphere on the American team was tense, and the players were eagerly preparing. Ryoma also adjusted his posture, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit. Meanwhile, on the Japanese team, Minamijiro discussed tactics with his teammates, his mind aching but his focus intact.

On the day of the match, the stands were packed. Ryoma walked onto the court and saw his father across from him, a mixture of emotions welling up within him. Long Ge had also arrived to watch, her fists clenched nervously. With the referee's whistle, the match officially began. The two players quickly engaged in a fierce battle, Ryoma spearheading the attack, while Minamijiro calmly responded. Thus began the international father-son rivalry.

Ryoma swung his racket quickly, sending the ball hurtling toward Nanjiro like lightning. Nanjiro easily returned the ball. For several rounds, the audience held their breath. Suddenly, Nanjiro felt a strong headache, and his movements slowed slightly. Ryoma seized the opportunity and unleashed a powerful smash, scoring. Long Ge anxiously shouted from the audience, "Uncle, keep going!" Nanjiro took a deep breath and calmed himself.

The match continued in a close contest, with both teams trading blows and relentless exchanges. Ryoma's attacks grew increasingly aggressive, but Nanjiro's experience deftly countered them. However, Nanjiro's recurring headaches hampered his performance. On a crucial play, he experienced blackouts and was unable to catch Ryoma's ball. Ultimately, the American team won the match.

After the game, Ryoma walked towards Nanjiro and whispered, "Dad, are you okay?"

eat?

Longma brought out a big bag of food.

Avril's pretty little face wrinkled into a ball in an instant.

My eyes were filled with crystal tears, as if they would burst out at any second.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she raised her head with sobs, looking pitifully at the captain with her big watery eyes. She looked so pitiful.

"Captain, reimbursement, wuwuwu."

Ryoma was feeling down, but then, a tempting aroma wafted into his nostrils. It was the delicious temptation from a street food stall, instantly igniting Ryoma's deep desire for food.

He stopped involuntarily, his eyes attracted by the delicious food.

"That's all I can do. I was planning to share it with my sister, but it looks like I'll have to eat it all by myself. I'm going to start eating now."

Longma happily ate his sister's share as well.

When moving on to the next one.

An unexpected sneeze hit the bag containing the hamburger.

Scared away Chico who wanted to take a bite.

"Ugh! Ryoma, you're so dirty!"

No matter how good the relationship is, I can’t stand it!

Heartless Ryoma.

I never imagined that my dad was talking about me behind my back.

I just think it's a normal physiological reaction.

"Huh? Why? This is normal. If you don't want to eat it, forget it. I'll eat it myself."

Ryoma licked the corner of his mouth.

It's all his now!

Nanjiro considered what Ryuka had said.

Maybe I really need to go to the hospital.

Medanore, who had been completely ignored by those people

At this moment, he was lowering his heavy head.

The moment he looked up, the calm expression on his face disappeared.

Instead, there was an expression that was completely the opposite.

"Hmm? We are strictly following Mr. Nanjiro's training plan."

Medanore spoke.

Even the way he spoke had changed.

The familiar feeling that Long Ge was familiar with appeared on Medanore's face again.

not good.

Long Ya pulled her sister behind her to protect her.

Medanore walked up to him.

"Long time no see, Echizen Ryuga."

The madness on his face was particularly obvious, and the provocation was impossible to ignore.

haven't seen you for a long time?

Haven't we been talking about this for a long time?

This person is weird.

Long Ge wanted to take another look.

But Long Ya pushed him back.

"We just saw this, Medanore, maybe there's something wrong with your memory."

Long Ya met the gaze of the person coming up without fear.

Medanore's eyes swept over the girl hidden behind Long Ya.

"Yeah."

Medanore suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter seemed particularly strange in the quiet environment.

"Do you think everything is so simple? This is all part of the plan." Long Ya became alert, "What are you talking about?" Medanore stopped laughing, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, "Nanjiro thought he could control everything, but he was wrong." As he said, he slowly raised his hand, and the air around him seemed to solidify.

Just then, footsteps were heard in the distance. It was Nanjiro, who had sensed something was amiss and rushed over. "Medanore, what are you trying to do?" Nanjiro shouted. Medanore snorted.

Long Ya jokingly said, "Long Ma must be sad."

Nanjiro pretended not to care.

"Who cares about him? This competition must make this kid understand the difference."

Long Ya took her sister's hand and took her away without any refusal.

"Then we'll go first, Dad."

"Hey? Why are you leaving so early? I still want to chat with my uncle."