"yes..."
......
Regardless of what everyone discussed, on Friday afternoon, when the club activities were about to end,
Atobe Keigo stood in front of everyone. A breeze blew past, ruffling the edge of the boy's clothes, revealing his abdominal muscles.
Minister Atobe held a piece of paper in one hand, read it carefully, and glanced at everyone.
Then, he raised his lips and said, "After a week of elimination matches, we are now announcing the final roster for Hyotei Academy!"
Oshitari Yuushi behind him stepped forward at the right time, took the list from the eldest young master, and read out: "The selected candidates: Atobe Keigo, Atobe Kagemitsu, Oshitari Yuushi, Meido Ryo, Mukohi Taketo, Akutagawa Jiro, Taki Oginosuke, and alternate: Kurayama Ginsuke. That's all."
Applause broke out.
Atobe Keigo snapped his fingers and everyone fell silent.
The young emperor proudly announced: "The above list is the correct choice."
"But this doesn't mean you will always be the starting pick in the future!"
Looking at the faces below, some nervous, some excited, some encouraged, and some smiling, his voice suddenly sank.
"Remember, the Hyotei Tennis Club adopts a 'survival of the fittest' elimination system. If another non-main selection successfully challenges, he can be promoted to the main selection. Those who are successfully challenged must retreat and start from the non-main selection! Do you understand?"
"yes!"
In the huge tennis court, the players’ unified voices resounded through the sky!
The cruelty of Hyotei lies in the fact that in all official matches, you must not lose a single match, otherwise you will be kicked out of the starting list. This is true at all times, and there will be no favoritism even if you are injured or sick.
Therefore, it is also very important to protect yourself and maintain your physical condition!
"very good!"
Facing the united and aggressive tennis club, Atobe Keigo nodded in satisfaction.
"Then, the eight candidates whose names were just read will stay, and the rest of you, disband!"
After the members of the tennis club left in twos and threes, Keigo Atobe returned to the club with eight members. After handing them the official uniforms that had been prepared long ago, he said, "The tennis club will gather starting at 8 o'clock tomorrow. In the days ahead, you must be prepared to go all out. We, Hyotei, will welcome the upcoming Tokyo regional qualifiers with a brand new attitude!"
"Yes, Minister!"
The eight young men responded loudly in unison.
Even Atobe Kagemitsu was equally serious.
This is also the reason why Keigo Atobe never disciplines or scolds his younger brother no matter whether he is slacking off or multitasking.
His younger brother is a very responsible and serious person.
As long as he promised something, he would always try his best to achieve the best results. It's just that compared to ordinary people, he is better at improving efficiency.
"But...Atobe, are the uniforms ready so quickly?"
Atobe Keigo rolled his eyes: "Humph, when have I ever not pursued efficiency and results when doing things?"
If I still can't make 16 sets of uniforms in one day,
The designers and tailors of the Atobe family should be laid off!
The designer lady and two assistant garment makers, who had worked tirelessly all day, were so happy to see their doubled bonuses that they couldn't stop smiling. They said, "Thank you, young master!" If there were more of these things, they wouldn't mind working overtime.