The story begins last week.

A week ago on Tuesday, the Hyotei Tennis Club held a meeting.

Sitting in front of the desk, the silver-purple-haired boy leaned against the backrest of the luxurious chair, supporting his chin with one hand and looking down at the list of candidates on the table, tapping lightly on the table with his white index finger. The look of serious thinking was simply extraordinary and charming.

Click——

The office door was pushed open, and a slightly hurried sound of footsteps was getting closer.

"Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing~"

"Huh? Oshitari Yuushi? Who gave you the guts to call me that?"

Atobe Keigo, who was thinking about the club's competition schedule, had a big vein popping out on his forehead. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Oshitari Yuushi, who wore plain glasses all day long.

The man smiled nonchalantly, walked to the desk in three or two steps with his long legs, and put a tennis monthly magazine on the table.

"?"

Atobe Keigo glanced at him, narrowed his eyes like a cat ready to stretch out its claws to teach a lesson at any time, and his expression became increasingly dangerous.

"Don't be angry, take a look at this first..."

Yuushi Oshizuka pushed the Tennis Monthly magazine in front of Atobe.

Chairman Atobe picked up the unfolded monthly magazine speechlessly.

He said, "What is this? I still have a lot of things to deal with. If you are free, come and help me deal with the financial statements of the society? Huh?"

"Hey~ Atobe, there are some interesting things on there~"

Oshiki Oshizuka saw the hidden threat from the young master and chuckled.

He no longer challenged the young master's limited patience and pointed to the monthly magazine.

Atobe Keigo lowered his head.

“.......”

The office fell into silence and Tebe read ten lines at a glance.

Oshitari Yuushi looked up at the young master's expression.

Um?

No waves?

After a while,

The young master just sneered, raised his hand, and threw the magazine back into Oshitari Yuushi's arms.

"Did your long-legged sister abandon you? Or are romance novels no longer enough for you? Ah, why do you start reading these meaningless gossips?"

This reaction,

It was exactly as Yuushi Oshizuka had imagined.

As expected, the arrogant young master knew only this kind of thing, and the young master could only sneer at him.

Oshitari Yuushi shrugged.

He placed the magazine on the coffee table beside him, and sat down on the sofa beside him, with his hands on the backrest.

He said lazily, "Even after hearing that, Atobe, why aren't you angry at all?"

"Oshizu,"

Atobe Keigo's sharp gaze pierced Oshitari, causing someone to sit up straight unconsciously.

Then, the young master lowered his head and continued to work.

at the same time,

Without even looking up, he said, "He's just a clown trying to attract attention."

How could I, an American, care about all that?

Are there not enough meetings or too few company contracts?

Oshitari stroked his chin, somewhat disappointed that he didn't see a different reaction from the young master. "Honestly, aren't you angry when you're told that? When Yueren saw it, he was pretty angry~"

Atobe Keigo took out a stack of documents from the drawer and put them on the table. "Since you've come to my door, come and deal with these things. If you can't finish them..."

Threats with unclear meanings are the most deadly!

Especially since the tennis club is full of Atobe's followers, and there is also an even scarier ultimate brother complex!!!

Yuushi Oshitari sighed, stood up helplessly, took the document, picked up a pen and put the document on the coffee table, and then dealt with it.

I really am, walking into a trap~

Huh?

But, I seem to have forgotten something?

While dealing with the pile of chores of the tennis club assigned by Atobe, Yuushi Oshizuka recalled carefully.

Today's training?