After a while, the phone rang again.

"Boy, you're the first one who has the guts to hang up on me."

The last person who did this was thrown into the laboratory to carry out experiments, and now the grass on his grave is taller than this little ghost!

"If you have something to say, just say it." Otherwise, I'll hang up.

Jingguang's family education and cultivation allowed him to be patient and not vent his anger on innocent people.

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask if you want to go out with me recently? There's a list in the rainforest, and I'll do it alone in secret, so I won't expose you."

"No."

"Tsk~"

The man was a little surprised. It seemed that the situation was quite serious.

The rainforest is one of this guy’s favorite places. When I went there before, he couldn’t go because of a competition. He also sent me a lot of requests, asking me to bring this grass and that flower. The most outrageous one was what the hell was the excrement of insects? ! ! Even the various outrageous picking requirements were written in great detail.

If a blade of grass is missing a root, he will call or email to complain, and he is as fussy as a two or three-year-old child.

"Do you...have time now?"

Jing Guang suddenly seemed to remember something, hesitated for a while, and took the initiative to ask.

"Um?"

Tsk~

The man narrowed his eyes and instinctively wanted to take out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

He stopped halfway through the action.

This guy is always muttering when he is smoking. Forget it, for the sake of peace and quiet.

Although he may not be in this mood now.

"What?" Are you unhappy and want to vent your feelings through exercise?

"See you at D9537."

"Tsk! You say go and I go, so what? Why?" I just finished the mission yesterday, and I don't want to see your crying face and poisonous mouth.

Jing Guang didn't say anything else, "Forget it."

"......"

The other side fell into silence.

Just when Jing Guang was about to hang up the phone, a voice came from the other end of the phone.

"...Tsk! That troublesome guy is waiting there!"

The man hung up the phone.

Jingguang turned his head and looked at the shadow of the woods behind him, "Why aren't you coming out yet?"

Just now when I was talking on the phone, I noticed someone behind me.

So I used a code word temporarily to hint to the shady guy on the other side that I had some things to deal with.

"Sorry, sorry, are you done with your call, Jingguang-san?"

“…As a spiritual coach, you’re pretty free.”

"I'm actually quite busy. After all, I have a lot of reports to write...Ah! It hurts!"

When the man walked out from the darkness, he was talking with a smile and accidentally bumped into a low branch.

He bent down, avoiding the branch that was too low, and looked towards Jingguang.

"Atobe Keigo, why don't you want to compete with Atobe Keigo? You obviously like playing tennis with him, so what does it matter if you win or lose in a match?"

Jing Guang glanced at him and said, "You don't understand."

“?” Okay, I really don’t understand.

That’s why I’m asking you, kid!

The thoughts of this boy in front of me are deeper than the sea, and I can’t understand them.

Regarding this somewhat mysterious child, Coach Saito felt that he had so many questions in his head that they couldn't even fill a bookshelf.

He knew that this child was difficult to deal with.

It was also at this time that he realized that he was unable to analyze the child's psychological condition at all.