Are these little guys ready?

"But there may be changes."

Saito's eyes were fixed on someone in the surveillance video.

"That guy? Impossible?"

Coach Tuozhi looked over and shook his head, thinking it was unlikely.

You know, that willful and powerful guy adheres to the cruel law of survival of the fittest more than anyone else, and there is absolutely no exception.

What's more, although this kid has good physical fitness, he lacks the love and persistence for tennis. That guy will never allow such a guy to slack off.

There is a great possibility that he will be driven away from here.

Coach Saito raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "I can probably guess what you are thinking. Do you want to make a bet?"

"Okay, what's the bet?"

"Let's bet..."

"Okay, Kurobe will be my witness!"

"Sure! Anyone who backs down is a puppy!"

"Who's afraid of whom?"

"hehe."

"snort!"

"......"

The two people over there were obviously starting to go off topic. Kurobe, who was sitting in front of the surveillance camera, sighed with a headache, "εu003d(´ο｀*))) Alas."

It's too difficult. I have to manage the head coach and these two guys who are always out of touch.

It really feels like "having old people above and young people below".

I'm not married yet?

I don’t want to get married.

Kagemitsu, who didn't know he was being used as a stake, was playing back and forth with Atobe Keigo on the court.

Jing Guang: "Brother, I stole two bottles of wine from Dad..."

"Ahh? What kind of wine?"

Young Master Atobe raised his eyebrows, a little curious. Jingguang was not the type to drink.

I only taste it occasionally when making medicinal wine, just one or two drops.

And it must be when he is at home, he never touches those things outside.

He was never interested in the old man's wine cabinet.

How come...?

The young master thought of a possibility and his expression turned cold: "Did someone instigate you to drink?"

Then I thought of another possibility.

Or is it forced?

Seeing his brother's expression change, Jing Guang hurriedly explained: "No, no, it's because the coach likes to drink, and I stole a bottle to bribe him."

Atobe Keigo's expression relaxed, and then he laughed up to the sky: "Idiot, how can that be considered stealing? It's just taking things from your own home."

"But what I got was the 1945 Romanee-Conti wine that my father bought at the auction, and the 1935 Mouton-Rais..."

The young master knew what was going on.

But...it's just a few million US dollars, it shouldn't make my brother so insecure.

"So what? There's so much wine anyway, and father can't finish it, don't worry."

Compared to those two insignificant bottles of wine,

Atobe Keigo looked at his younger brother and taught him as an elder brother: "It's just a few million US dollars. You should be more confident and modest!"

If the second young master of the Atobe family behaved like this even when giving a gift, people would laugh at him.

Jingguang nodded obediently.

Others: “…” Millions of dollars, that’s all?

Rich man, are you still in need of good friends?

Please hug my thigh.

The three coaches in the monitoring room: “…” Head coach, you actually accepted such expensive wine from them?

In fact, Mifune Nyudo was just planning to wait until the end of the training camp to return the wine, "A-choo--"

Although they knew that the head coach was not that kind of person, the three of them, who were well aware of his alcoholic personality, still couldn't help but feel a little worried.

They looked at each other.

Just kidding.

The head coach must have other plans.

If he was so easily impressed by wine, he would have been poached by other countries long ago.

It is true that the head coach is addicted to alcohol, but it depends on the situation.

Don't worry about this.