Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

"Oh, by the way, there's no need to deny it so quickly, but... shouldn't I return what belongs to me, brother?"

Long Ya looked at him in silence without responding.

Feeling ignored, Long Ge shrugged and sighed indifferently.

"Two people over there, the game has already started, please return to your seats."

The referee's urging voice broke the silence between the two.

Long Ge spoke apologetically.

"Sorry, I'll be right there."

"No matter what your purpose is in making this decision, this is not your responsibility."

A trace of sadness flashed across Long Ge's eyes.

Perhaps she knew best why Long Ya did this.

It’s just that two strong-willed people will not make it clear.

"Don't whisper during the game, just get ready to start."

With a big swing of his arm, the tennis ball fell accurately onto Long Ge's racket.

He was not the kind of person who liked to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, even though he didn't understand them.

Long Ge raised his hand and made a reassuring gesture.

Long Ge raised his hand and swung his arm in one smooth motion, with a clear and precise aim.

At this time, Long Ya's mind was still a little confused, as if she was still out of the matter.

The next moment, Long Ge's ball hit him and he immediately switched states to deal with it calmly.

"Did you feel that Long Ya was a little strange just now? Long Ma, did you understand what Xiao Ge said just now?"

Chico was touching and pulling things here and there in a naughty manner, and he gave off the feeling of a really playful child.

Long Ma struggled to avoid Chico's disturbing hand and replied angrily: "Who knows what they are talking about."

There was a hint of jealousy in his tone, as if he had suddenly been excluded from the world of three people.

"What? Even Longma doesn't know. What on earth are these two guys talking about in secret?"

Dudu kept asking the people around him, but all he got was a shake of the head.

Reinhardt, sensing something was amiss, stopped Dudu from asking questions without restraint.

He yelled at everyone: "Just watch the game quietly."

Turning to Long Ma softly, she said, "Don't take it to heart. In Long Ya and Xiao Ge's hearts, you are of course the most important."

There was a look of calmness on his face, as if he were a parent who saw through everything.

Long Ma was furious: "Who cares? Ralph, you should pay more attention to the game, okay? Don't always focus on some weird things."

The American team looked at the kitten with its fur standing on end, it was so cute.

In the audience, Minamijiro, who was placed at the center of the Spanish team, enjoyed the highest treatment.

While chewing, Medanore had to pay attention to the game on the field while keeping an eye on Nanjiro's condition.

"These two guys, they're just competing, but they're even whispering to each other. Is Long Ya worried about something? Why is he so slow after the break?

Doesn't this give Xiaoge a chance? Could it be that the brother-sister love is overflowing?"

No matter how slight the change is, it cannot escape Nanjiro's eyes.

Medanore folded his arms and spoke slowly, "It's Spanish."

It was only after Medanore reminded Nanjiro that he realized that these two were born in Spain.

It’s just a little strange. When Xiaoge came to them, they had been communicating in English. How could she suddenly learn Spanish?

Why was Long Ya so absent-minded after listening to it?

The two of them have a little secret that they don't know about.

While everyone was puzzled, earth-shaking changes were taking place on the field.

Even a moment of hesitation was a flaw in Long Ge's eyes.

After learning the truth, Long Ge was fearless. When Long Ya was still hesitant, he took decisive action and successfully reversed the situation.

The Japanese team couldn't help cheering.

"Rest is indeed necessary. Look at Long Ge's condition! He's definitely going to win the match!"

And what did Long Ge say to that guy just now? But it doesn’t matter, Long Ge continues to win the game! "

The little kelp was chirping with excitement.

"It's so noisy, shut that guy's mouth!"

Yuanye raised his arm and wanted to hit the noisy Xiaohai.

"Okay, okay, you're still just a kid, please be understanding."

Maori happily acted as a peacemaker for the first time.

"What a good senior, you've already covered up your shortcomings."

Tono glanced at him unhappily.

Maori stepped aside and stuck out his tongue.

Toono wanted to take action but he held back because Yuezhi was there.

"You two are the ones making a fuss about this, aren't you? Tono, just watch the game. Don't wait for that guy to start talking, or you'll be finished."

Kimijima looked at some people meaningfully.

Tono was not afraid at all. The current leaders had no interest in them at all.

"5-4, Echizen, you better hold on."

The ghost had never been so nervous.

"It's rare to see this. It turns out our Ghost Boss can be this nervous too."

Irie joked with a smile.

"Don't talk like it's none of your business."

The ghost fought back without hesitation.

As soon as the two came off the court, the coaches directed them to bring water and towels.

Coach Mifune also put away his nonchalant attitude, sat seriously in the coaching seat, and gave instructions to the two of them.

"Keep your form and don't get distracted. We've already reached the final step. Don't let this happen at the last moment."

Having said that, Long Ge picked up the water bottle and took a sip, his eyes unconsciously looking across.

Ryuya being talked to by Reinhard.

Anyone could see that Long Ya was not in good shape in the previous game.

Facing Reinhardt's endless "sermons".

My mind was filled with the little girl's shocking words and the distant memories deep in my memory. I looked up and saw the little girl's slightly confused eyes.

Long Ya couldn't help but chuckle and interrupted Reinhardt.

Causing everyone to be baffled.