At this moment,

The whole place fell silent, including the Ice Emperor's regular players, all of them waiting for instructions from their king.

Although Atobe Kagemitsu did not speak up to join the support,

The boy, who was always as cold as a robot, was looking at his brother with full admiration at this moment.

The young man stood beside him, like the most loyal knight, guarding his king!

"It's time to show some attitude and shut those bastards up."

Atobe Keigo looked at the tennis court in front of him and said without turning his head, "Go, Keimitsu!"

Let everyone see the brand new Hyotei Tennis Club!!

"Yes, brother!"

Atobe Kagemitsu can't wait to prove that Hyotei, under the leadership of his brother, is the most powerful!

He is their invincible lion leader!

“Ah! It’s Lord Kagemitsu who’s coming up!!”

The cheerleaders on the sidelines exclaimed, and many girls even hugged each other and jumped excitedly.

"The one who came on stage was actually Jingguang-sama?"

An overly sharp voice sounded, "Come on, Lord Jingguang, ummmm--"

Atobe Keimitsu frowned and looked towards the sidelines.

The cheerleading captain and all the members of the fan club, including everyone in Hyotei, know that Lord Jingguang hates noise the most!

Apart from the support for Lord Atobe, which he could accept, he hated his own!

"......"

The whole audience suddenly fell silent.

The two girls from Jingguang's support group immediately covered the screaming girl's mouth.

That girl was from another school. She should have been one of the crowd standing on the sidelines, just cheering along with everyone else.

"Master Jingguang doesn't like noise, whether he's on stage or in normal times. Keep quiet, shh—"

The two men whispered a warning.

The strange girl covered her mouth and nodded.

Members of other schools and the St. Rudolph team said, "......"

In fact, they were all accustomed to the loud cheerleading of Hyotei, so when an "outlier" suddenly showed up, they were a little uncomfortable with the silence.

The boy opposite me with semi-long hair and dark chocolate skin is named Akasawa Yoshiro.

He is a freshman at St. Rudolph, but he seems to be very popular. He became a regular in his first year and has very harmonious relationships with both seniors and peers.

"Your name is Atobe Keimitsu, right? I'm Akazawa Yoshirō, a first-year student at St. Rudolph."

Before the game started, Akasawa Yoshiro smiled brightly and took the initiative to speak.

"Um."

Atobe Keimitsu nodded indifferently, stretched out his hand and shook it perfunctorily, but they separated immediately.

The boy turned around and stood in the backcourt without saying anything else.

As Akazawa Yoshiro walked towards the baseline, he looked at his hands and wondered: "..." Is he aloof or a mysophobe?

It feels like he is being disdainful.

Atobe Kagemitsu: No, I just feel that you are being long-winded and troublesome even though I don’t know you.

Jingguang stood at the baseline, facing the net, with his feet naturally spread forward, shoulder-width apart.

When the referee blew the whistle, the boy bent his knees slightly, stretched his waist slightly forward, lightly supported the racket shaft with his right hand, placed the racket head level with his chin, bent his elbows, and extended the racket comfortably in front of him.

The boy leaned forward with his center of gravity on his feet, his toes slightly raised, in a very standard posture ready to receive the ball.

"Why is Atobe Kagemitsu in singles three?"

Guan Yuechu on the sidelines bit his thumb and muttered to himself unwillingly.

"Yeah, what's going on? Mizuki, didn't you say that Atobe Keimitsu would appear in singles one or two?"

one of the St. Rudolph players asked.

"Yeah, he always appears in singles 2. If Atobe Keigo plays singles 1, he is singles 2, and if Atobe Keigo doesn't play, he is singles 1. I never thought that he would be singles 3 this time. Could it be that... someone on Hyotei's side guessed my plan?"

Guan Yuechu looked at Atobe Keigo who was sitting in the coaching seat.

The perceptive Atobe Keigo naturally felt Guan Yuechu's gaze. He turned his head and looked over. After seeing the source clearly, the boy raised his eyebrows.

As if he was an insignificant ant, he turned his gaze back to his younger brother.

That expression and that action made it seem as if St. Rudolph was something that was unattractive to the eyes.

"Damn it! Akazawa, you have to hold on!"

Guan Yuechu clenched his fist angrily and spoke silently.