"???"

What are you talking about?

Jingguang was at a loss. He had just stopped exercising, and his boiling blood had not yet completely stopped. Oshitsuka's words were incoherent and strange.

My brother once said that you don’t need to pay attention to strange people or strange words.

So the boy naturally ignored Oshitari and looked at Atobe Keigo.

"How much training do you have left?"

Atobe Keigo looked at his brother and found that he was in good condition, so he felt relieved.

Yes, Jingguang has always been very sensible in doing things, and would never increase the amount of training in a way that would hurt himself.

"It will only take an hour at most."

"Let's eat first, Atobe, Jingguang, I'm so hungry——"

Mukaito is afraid that Jingguang will continue training, so they have to wait another hour!

"That's right, Jiro is also very hungry~ huhu~"

Jilang on Minghu's back suddenly raised his head as if he had come back from the dead and said something, then continued to lower his head and sleep soundly.

"Hey, Jiro, wake up now! Damn it!"

I'm tired from training too, okay? Why should I become your means of transportation?

Meihu Ryo was furious.

But it was impossible, because someone fell asleep again in a second.

Meihu Ryo: “…” I really want to throw it away! Whoever likes it can pick it up!

Asshole Jiro.

Although he looked angry, the boy still carried his friend on his back and did not let go.

"Okay, Jingguang, eat first, take a rest, and then make up for it in the afternoon."

"OK."

Jingguang thought that his greatest strength was that he listened to others' advice, so he put the racket in his tennis bag very obediently.

Seniors Taki and Kurayama went to turn off the switch of the automatic serving machine as soon as Jingguang stopped.

The lunch was very sumptuous. With a wave of his hand, Master Totoro took the Hyotei team on the Hyotei tennis club's exclusive luxury bus and headed straight to the French restaurant. The team members were allowed to order their own food and the master would pay for it.

Mukaito jumped three feet high: "Wow - thank you Atobe!"

"It smells so good~ Jiro can smell the fragrance of the cake, Liang, Liang, put me down~"

"You're so long-winded. Do you think I want to carry you? It's so heavy! You greedy bastard."

Meido Ryo threw Akutagawa Jiro off his back in a slightly irritable manner. He was already sweating profusely.

"Atobe, you picked this on purpose, right? I remember this restaurant is most famous for its desserts and cakes."

Really, it looks like it was prepared for Yueren and Jilang.

I don’t know why, but Atobe really dotes on them both.

Outside of tennis.

"Oh, the others are pretty good too."

Young Master Atobe did not deny it either.

No, it should be three. Oshitari Yuushi denied his previous guess.

because,

"Brother, I want strawberry cake, medium rare steak, spicy pasta, and baked sweet potatoes with cheese (★ ω ★)."

"Ah, waiter, take your order. We want the things he just mentioned, and also..."

The eldest young master also ordered a few dishes, and the menus were passed to the other contestants, who ordered in turn.

Yuushi Oshitari ordered his favorite food without hesitation. There was nothing he could do about it, Mr. Atobe was really too...considerate.

As can be seen from the menu of this restaurant, basically every starting player’s favorite dish can be found in it.

Ah, I'm a little touched~

Atobe, it turns out you have been paying attention to everyone.

The young Oshitari thought calmly.

Even such minor details can be noticed, no wonder...

He is truly a "king" with such terrifying personal charm that I am almost falling for him.