Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

"I wonder how things are going at the hospital, and whether Xiaolongma is taking good care of his father."

As an elder sister, Long Ge was really worried.

This feeling was completely ignored on the court. As soon as the game was over, my mind was full of the two people in the hospital.

Especially since Nanjiro likes to act weird, I wonder if Ryoma can calm him down.

Long Ge and Ji Bei appeared in the hall.

Just wait on the roadside to stop a car and go to the hospital.

"That brat isn't a three-year-old kid, and Mr. Nanjiro seems fine. He'll be fine."

Compared with the hurried Long Ge, Ji Bu was much calmer.

Before leaving, he had specifically informed the hospital that medical staff would come to observe the situation regularly and would call him back as soon as anything was wrong.

Long Ge wiggled his fingers in front of Atobe.

"No, no, no, you still don't understand Nanjiro's character. This guy can play Ryoma crazy."

In Nanjiro's hands, the simple little Ryoma is not enough.

As Long Ge expected, Nanjiro, who was not seriously injured, insisted on going out for a walk.

He also asked Longma to borrow a wheelchair from a doctor.

Nanjiro lay on the hospital bed with his head supported by one hand like a big boss.

"Hey, hey, hey, young man, hurry up, the sun will set if you don't go out now."

As he said this, Nanjiro scratched his ears, and then flicked it at Ryoma.

Longma was unable to avoid it and felt a little annoyed.

"Dad!"

After some trouble, Nanjiro finally got into the wheelchair and went out smoothly.

Longma could hardly contain his anger any longer.

It took a lot of effort to find a way to get Nanjiro into the wheelchair, but he ended up getting out of the ground and walking over by himself, then sitting in the wheelchair with satisfaction under Ryoma's fiery eyes.

...

Obviously you can move around..

So you are deliberately teasing him, right?

hateful!

...

Before Longma exploded, he calmed down again.

Don't argue with the patients.

Wait for my sister to come back and complain to her.

Nanjiro had no idea of Ryoma's little thoughts. He asked Ryoma to go and see whatever he saw along the way, and to buy whatever he wanted to drink.

A typical domestic servant.

Until Nanjiro stopped before the preview of the World Championship semi-finals.

The two teams that will advance to the finals will be shown on the big screen.

Nanjiro sighed slightly.

"Yes...the American team won."

Longma, who had already seen the message sent to him by Chico, already knew the outcome of the game.

"I wonder what's wrong with those guys now. They didn't even come to see me after losing the game."

In one sentence, Nanjiro packaged himself as an empty-nest elderly person.

In Nanjiro's mind, simply losing the game would be the best outcome.

Before the big screen was about to show the two teams, Nanjiro murmured the name of the other team.

"Then the other one is the Japanese team."

Nanjiro's intuition was spot on.

Rather than saying that his intuition is accurate, it is better to say that Nanjiro trusts his daughter's ability.

Nanjiro, who had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, was still able to joke with Ryoma after seeing the result.

"You're about to run into your sister at the competition. What do you think? Don't get so scared that you pee your pants."

Longma was well aware of his father's bad temper, so he didn't refute him. He just quietly looked at the list of final teams displayed on the big screen.

Team USA vs. Team Japan

Both sides are the most eye-catching dark horses in this World Championship.

"I won't lose. Even if it's my older sister, I will give it my all. This is a competition."

Longma knew clearly that he and his sister were now in two different camps.

There is no room for compromise.

After the trailer, the big screen switched to the advertisement.

Nanjiro felt bored, so he asked Ryoma to push him into the pavilion to get some fresh air.

Basking in the sunshine, with his hardworking eldest son by his side, Nanjiro felt very comfortable.

But Medanore's figure always appeared in his mind.

Nanjiro is worried.

Winking at Longma.

"Hey, hey, hey, young man, do you want to go out for a walk with me, your uncle?"

I know Nanjiro won't be honest.

Longma has already taken out his cell phone to look for his sister's number, ready to tell tales.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Nanjiro immediately lost his composure.

He knew very well that the only person Longma would look for here was Long Ge.

"Hey! No, you damn kid, put your phone away! Who are you going to call?"

He couldn't stand Long Ge's constant chatter in his ears like a wheel.

That child will definitely become a mean and talkative old lady when she grows old!

If you can't stop it with words, you will just grab it with your hands.

Fortunately, Longma reacted in time and dodged quickly.

Now Nanjiro no longer pretended to be sick. He ran out of the wheelchair and chased after Ryoma, not allowing him to make the call.

At this time, Long Ge and Ji Bei just got off the car.

Ryoma's exclusive ringtone rang in my pocket.

Thinking that something had happened, Long Ge answered the phone decisively, but before Long Ge could ask anything.

The call was immediately hung up.

"Huh? What happened? I got hung up."

Nanjiro grabbed the phone in a panic and hung up.

Smiling and making faces in front of Longma.

"Hehe~ You can't beat me, you're still far from it, young man, hahahaha!"

Just as Nanjiro was happy.

Suddenly I felt a chill sweeping over me from behind.

Nanjiro touched his arm.

He spoke hesitantly.

"The situation has changed? This shouldn't be the case..."

When Longma, who was knocked to the ground, saw the person coming, an expression of "you're dead" instantly appeared on his face.

Longma calmly got up, brushed off the grass debris on his body, and straightened his hat. (He had several spare hats in his tennis ball.)

"Dad looks like he's having a lot of fun. Do you want to take me with you?"

The voice that sounded sweet and pleasant to outsiders sounded like a devilish sound to Nanjiro's ears.

"Little Dragon Horse is really something. Even at this age, he still likes to lie on the ground. He really has the mentality of a child."

Ryoma, who was suddenly called out, trembled for a moment.

He pointed the finger at his own father.

“I fell because my dad came to grab my phone. I didn’t mean to lie on the ground.

Also, Dad wants to sneak out."

Seeing his son betray him so mercilessly.

Nanjiro was possessed by a spirit of acting and fell to the ground weakly.

"Ouch! It hurts so much! My old bones are about to give out! Quick, quick, Longma, take dad back to the ward.

You are such a jerk, you have to go out and walk around, and even after you fell, you still say bad things about your dad. It really breaks your dad's heart."

Long Ge hugged his chest and stared at the two of them.

Go ahead and keep acting.

Nanjiro realized that pretending to be pitiful was useless, so he immediately changed his tactics.

He ran over like a dog to rub Long Ge's shoulders.

"Oh my~ It's really a blessing that our little Ge came to see dad after the competition. She is really dad's sweet and caring little cotton-padded jacket, unlike that kid Long Ya!

Even though he's my older brother, he didn't even come to visit me. How can he be as sensible as our Xiaoge, right~"

While trying to please him, he did not forget to belittle Long Ya.