The gorgeous European-style door of the Atobe family slowly opened.
What came into view was the Atobe brothers slowly coming down the main staircase.
Standing on both sides of the staircase entrance were Mr. Key Ida and the maids.
"Master Jingwu, Master Jingguang, good morning."
"Good morning, Butler Ida, are they all here?"
"Yes, Master, everyone from the Hyotei Tennis Club and Mr. Sakaki Taro have arrived. I have already made arrangements. They are resting and drinking tea in the garden."
"Have you handed the things over to them?"
"Yes, Master Keigo."
"Ah um~ Jingguang, let's go."
"Okay, brother."
In the garden,
"Really? I wonder what this guy Atobe is up to."
Meihu Ryo was lying on the recliner, looking quite bored.
Next to him was Houchotaro standing. He looked at Meido-senpai helplessly while he complained, but he didn't know how to stop him.
On the recliner on the other side was Jiro, who was sleeping soundly.
"You're actually planning something like this."
Oshitari Yuushi pushed his glasses, his tone somewhat helpless and doting.
In his hand, he held a thick stack of bound printed paper with the title on the cover - Atobe's First Special Junior High School Tennis Tournament Plan.
Not far behind him, Taketo Murikari rested his hands on the back of his head.
With great interest,
"But Yushi, it's quite good for killing time."
"Ah, everyone! Thank you for coming to my house today."
A familiar voice echoed throughout the garden.
Everyone then realized that Atobe Keigo had arrived without them noticing.
At this moment, he was sitting on a comfortable white chair under a parasol by the swimming pool. On the table was a cup of black tea with crystal clear ice cubes in it.
Wearing the latest model of LOTOS brown sunglasses, he crossed his legs leisurely, holding the microphone in his right hand, sitting in a very Mr. Atobe-like posture.
On the seat to the right was Atobe Keimitsu, who was wearing the same sunglasses of a different color, drinking his own iced strawberry juice obediently and quietly.
And on his left is Karaji who always stays by Atobe's side no matter how cold or hot it is.
Oshitari Yuushi and other third-year members looked at the man under the parasol.
Even though time flies,
Atobe Keigo's figure was still the same as when he first stepped into the Ice Empire three years ago, standing on the podium in the auditorium and talking eloquently.
At this moment, apart from the changes in his height and appearance,
Other things haven't changed at all.
The third-year members present couldn't help but curl their lips. It was a familiar feeling, familiar admiration, familiar taste, familiar Atobe.
Atobe Keigo snapped his fingers, raised the microphone on his right hand, and said, "Super tennis festival - the first middle school tennis festival. This plan will be held at Hyotei Academy."
Across the swimming pool are the students of Hyotei Academy.
At this moment, they were standing in neat rows, listening quietly to the emperor's instructions.
"The organizer is me, the president of the Hyotei Academy Tennis Club, Atobe Keigo. I will make this festival a success even if it means risking my dignity."
As he spoke, Keigo Atobe took off his sunglasses and threw them on the table beside him, not caring at all whether the luxurious glasses worth over ten thousand dollars would be broken.