Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

The atmosphere on the Spanish training ground was particularly heavy.

Several team members kept looking towards the lounge of their leader, Medanore.

The curtains there were drawn tightly, making it look airtight.

After the game, Medanore has been in a state that makes people unable to approach him.

If it were normal, Mr. Nanjiro might still be able to talk, but given Mr. Nanjiro's current condition, they didn't want to disturb him.

With a score like that, they didn't have the face to see him again.

"What are you looking at! Hurry up and train!"

As soon as Frio arrived, he saw that the team members were slacking off and looked listless.

Even if you lose the game, you should not slack off in training.

"But...but...Bian Boli and the Mars brothers and sisters didn't come, and..."

One person paused, and the other interrupted.

"Besides, we already lost the game. Why should we practice so hard? It's meaningless. Besides, the most important thing right now shouldn't be..."

The team looked towards Medanore's room.

Forrio followed the gaze.

It's not that he didn't want to talk to Medanore, but the other party completely ignored him.

The same goes for Bian Boli. No one knows where he went after the game.

In the eyes of outsiders, Bian Boli has always been lazy.

But he has always cared a lot about training, but now he is nowhere to be seen.

Not to mention the Mars brothers and sisters.

After the game, the younger sister cried on Mars' shoulder in grievance.

Without Mr. Minamijiro, the Spanish team seemed to have lost its vitality.

Everyone is venting their inner anger in their own way.

Frio waved his hand.

Forget it. The head coach is not here, and their team leader is in such a state. He himself doesn’t have the heart to practice well, let alone ask the players to practice well.

"Forget it, all of you go and rest, and don't disturb Medanore."

Frio gave a final warning.

The players who were disbanded from training couldn't say how happy they were.

Everyone was in a depressed state.

Regarding the vice-captain's words.

They thought that no one would be brave enough to look for the current captain.

The Mars siblings sat together in the cafe in the athletes' village, and the sister kept adding sugar cubes to her cup.

Then stir vigorously until the coffee liquid is all over the table.

Even without saying anything, Mars knew how much pain his sister was in.

For this competition, I devoted all my time and stood out from the numerous selections.

Although sometimes I rely on Mr. Nanjiro's love.

He said that seeing her reminded him of his little daughter.

But Nanjiro also said that his little daughter's current strength is far from enough to defeat her.

So Mr. Nanjiro teaches his sister very attentively.

My younger sister is also studying very hard.

Because of her love and favoritism towards her younger sister, she has become somewhat domineering in the team.

But her essence is good.

She wants to win the game more than anyone else.

I want to meet the little daughter that Mr. Nanjiro mentioned.

He wanted to make a comparison so that Mr. Nanjiro could see that he could actually be more capable than his little daughter.

The brother slowly took the tissue and carefully wiped the tears from his sister's face.

Tidying up the mess on the desk.

In the past, when my sister lost a game on the team, Mr. Nanjiro would come to comfort her, and after the comfort, the training would become more rigorous.

But now they have no way out and cannot go to Mr. Nanjiro.