Atobe Keigo guessed it almost right after just one glance: "......"

I roughly understand.

In other words, the eldest master, who knew his younger brother's naming ability well, felt helpless and smiled.

I looked up at my brother, who was troubled by the brainstorming of "naming difficulties".

He coughed dryly and reminded: "If there is no name yet, I think..." Rainbow of Light is good...

Jingguang's eyes lit up: "Enlightenment Starlight."

“???” What the hell?

Takeshi Momoshiro couldn't help but complain in his heart: What a bad name!

There are many people who have the same idea as him.

Atobe Keigo on the field: "...Ah...it's still, ahem, still pretty gorgeous." Right?

Atobe Keigo closed his eyes, he was suddenly uncertain at this moment.

He chose to shut his mouth and turn his head away, fearing that a hint of guilt or discomfort would appear in his eyes and hurt his brother's feelings.

The main thing is that his baby brother looked at him with sparkling eyes, and he couldn't resist...

Jing Guang, who was completely clueless, thought at that moment: This move was inspired by talking to his brother last night, and with Jing Shi's guidance and sparring, he had a chance to try it.

So the name must have the participation of my brother and Jingshi...

Yukimura Seiichi obviously guessed what Jingguang was thinking, and his mouth twitched.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly laughed.

After thinking about it carefully several times, it doesn't seem that bad a name.

The aura around him was not as solemn as it was at the beginning.

"I say, my two juniors, have you forgotten something?"

Someone suddenly asked.

Turning around, it was Mao Li.

"Have you forgotten that we are still competing?"

The red-haired senior pointed at himself and his silent, deafening partner, then pointed at the referee and the three speechless coaches on the podium.

Jing Guang: “…” Feeling guilty.

Atobe Keigo: "...Ahem, how could I possibly forget? Aren't we just going to continue?"

He turned to look at Jingguang and said, "Okay Jingguang, keep serving."

"Okay, brother."

Jing Guang, who always appears to be extremely well-behaved when he feels guilty, looked serious on his little face and nodded while holding the racket.

It's the same trick again.

This time, Maori Jusaburo restrained his carefree mentality and became more serious. He looked up at the tennis ball that was about to scatter.

The next moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't open them as if the light was piercing his eyes.

His steps paused involuntarily, and he missed the ball by a split second.

"Great - we need to take it..."

Mukaito's excited voice suddenly stopped.

After all, Maori Juzaburo, behind him, there is still...

“Boom——”

Yue Zhiyueguang acted decisively.

Maori Juzaburo smiled and winked at Jingguang: "Don't forget, this is doubles~"

Jingguang nodded.

Yeah, doubles.

Atobe Keigo jumped up from behind him and said, "Ah, you're right, this is a doubles match!"

So, I am still here!

Boom——

Peng——

The two sides fought back and forth, evenly matched.

The seamless cooperation and supreme tacit understanding between the Atobe brothers made up for the experience gap between them and the high school students.

"1 to 1!"

Thanks to Jingguang's new trick, he managed to keep his serve in this game.