Walking on the campus, it was still a bit cold in January.

Most of the students were wearing long-sleeved sportswear and were participating in club activities or studying in the classroom. There were not many people wandering around the campus.

"Hyotei! Hyotei! Hyotei——"

"Atobe! Atobe! Atobe——"

Jingguang originally wanted to go to the Academic Affairs Office to handle the re-enrollment procedures, and then go to the Student Union Office to put his luggage. When he heard a familiar voice, he paused, then turned on his toes and walked towards the tennis court of the tennis club.

The tennis court area remains the same as always...

No, it can even be said to be more.

The cheerleaders? Or the support group?

Atobe Keimitsu originally wanted to enter quietly, but before he could get close he was blocked by noisy voices and the crowd.

He frowned.

From a distance, the crowd suddenly became quiet.

Then he heard Keigo Atobe's voice coming from inside the venue, and then he heard him snap his fingers. After everyone quieted down, he said, "Huh? Where did Jiro go to sleep in again? Karaji! Find him wherever he goes!"

"wushi! (Yes!)"

A familiar and dull voice.

Atobe Keimitsu's eyes lit up: It's Karachi!

Yes, he is now in the first grade of junior high school.

Atobe Kagemitsu's eyes rolled, and he wanted to give his brother a "scare" in a childish way, so he avoided the karabuchi that had come out.

He hid in the bushes for a while, listened to the sounds inside and guessed that his brother had left the court. He hid the suitcase in the bushes and then walked towards the entrance of the tennis court.

Originally, he was planning to blend in with the trainees, wait for his brother to come, be discovered by him, and then give him a surprise.

"Hey! Who are you? People from outside the school are not allowed to enter the tennis court!"

A girl noticed the boy who was not wearing the Hyotei school uniform and was trying to squeeze into the tennis court, and hurriedly shouted to stop him.

"Yeah, yeah, who is he?"

In an instant, the boy was surrounded by a crowd of girls, who kept looking at him with suspicious eyes.

Could this be another spy sent by some school to gather intelligence?

Atobe Kagemitsu: “…”

Seeing that some team members had already noticed the commotion on his side, he sighed silently: It was a bad start.

By the way, Jingguang, how did you think of sneaking into such a crowded tennis court...

A member of the tennis club who was closer to the door came over. Judging from the uniform he was wearing, he should be a regular player, but Jingguang had never seen him before.

The young man had neat brown short hair and a serious face. He said, "Hello, classmate. If you are from another school, please contact us in advance. We are training now and do not accept visitors."

"Who are you?" asked Atobe Kagemitsu.

He actually had no ill intentions, he just had a simple question, and he had never seen this young man before.

But...

He was used to the simplicity and directness of Chinese speaking, and for a moment he didn't react and added polite words...

Plus his expressionless face,

The young man in front of him thought this was a provocation and looked down upon him, and he immediately became furious.

Pointing at Jingguang with her racket in anger, she said, "I am the first-year player from Hyotei, Hiyoshi Waka! I am the underdog! You, leave the Hyotei tennis club immediately. Hyotei is not a place you scum can casually enter. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Atobe Keimitsu: What happened?

Suddenly, you are defeated?

Trash? Who?

I?

The boy blinked blankly and looked around the tennis club carefully. Well, there was no one he knew there.