Be the best actor, raise the most handsome dog

After thinking for a while, Minato declined Master Atobe.

Leaving aside how long he can stay here, his own tennis strength has not reached the level where he can be a "special coach".

At this time, Keigo Atobe also realized that his proposal just now was a little impulsive.

"It's really amazing to be able to play tennis so well in just a few days. In my opinion, you are at the top level in terms of strength, balance, and other qualities." He couldn't help applauding.

At the same time, doubts arose in my heart: "Such conditions cannot be developed overnight. Who are you?"

Minato just smiled when he heard the words.

He can't tell Atobe that he is a ninja, or the most powerful kind, playing tennis is very simple to him?

Not only was Minato embarrassed to say this, but even if he said it, no one would believe it.

Fortunately, the young master Atobe did not continue to question, which saved Minato from the embarrassment of lying.

Keigo Atobe's hands were already itchy after watching Minato practice tennis for the past few days.

Taking advantage of the time when the Abu and his wife were not at home and no one was restraining him, he called to Shuimun who was sitting on the side resting: "Go, give me a fight."

Minato Kanjibu raised his head, confident and proud, and couldn't help showing a kind smile.

Calculated carefully, Atobe is about the same age as Naruto Sasuke, a generation behind him.

So Minato didn't think there was anything wrong with his expression, but it really made Atobe Keigo shiver, and his heart was terrified.

In fact, on the second day after Minato sent Atobe back to the Atobe family, all the information about Minato was sent to the owners of the Atobe family.

This is definitely the simplest and cleanest resume they have ever seen.

A blank sheet of paper.

This blond man is like a tourist from another time and space. The first thing he left in this world was to be "helpful".

At that time, the discussion on Minato's identity was finalized by Grandpa Atobe.

Grandpa Atobe believed in his own eyesight, so he asked Mr. Atobe to stop the investigation of Minato.

Keigo Atobe accepted this situation very well.

He was the one who randomly pulled someone to save him, whether it was good or bad depends entirely on luck.

As for what he was being investigated, Minato knew very well.

His senses are much sharper than these ordinary people.

Just like now, he clearly sensed that seven people were walking towards the tennis court.

"What's wrong?" Mizumon suddenly stood still.The trace department is puzzled.

"Your friends." Minato pointed at the boys who kept approaching.

Atobe Keigo looked back, and sure enough, he saw his team members.

"It's a member of our tennis club."

There was no expression on his face, but Minato could hear a hint of showing off in his tone.

"Excellent." The Fourth Hokage-sama observed from the perspective of selecting ninjas, and found that the physique of these young people was very good.

"Of course." Atobe smiled more clearly this time, "This is my uncle's teammate."

……

The teammates of Atobe have long heard about the tragic experience of the young master Atobe being kidnapped, and they have long wanted to come to condolences to Keigo Atobe.

But when they inquired about the serious injury of Atobe this time, they invariably restrained their impatience.

None of them are doctors, and they don't seem to be able to help except to make trouble.

Yuji Ninja is no exception.

This young man who will definitely inherit his own hospital in the future, although he has been asked by his family to learn a lot of knowledge about the medical field after he went to high school, most of it is only on paper.

The frustrated teenagers learned from the pain and decided to practice tennis well, perform well in the Kanto Tournament not long after, and come back with a championship to make Keigo Atobe happy.

No, while they were finally allowed to visit the sick, they were also looking forward to showing Keigo Atobe the newly invented moves.

Minato looked at the teenagers who suddenly rushed over and surrounded Keigo Atobe, and his heart was in a mess.

The drive and enthusiasm of these young people is what Minato likes to see most.

This is probably what the old people think?

Minato sneered, and suddenly some unconvinced passion emerged.

After the teenagers greeted each other and joked around, they finally noticed the water gate standing quietly aside.

"Jingwu, this is your savior, right?" Renzu pushed his glasses.

"Not bad." Atobe introduced Minato to his teammates.

At the end, he added: "You guys don't necessarily have to be Bo Feng's opponents when you play tennis."

"Huh?" The teenagers were skeptical.

Just before Atobe spoke again, Minato suddenly suggested by himself: "Then let's try."

Actively "provoking" is not like the gentle temperament that Minato has always shown, which makes Atobe can't help but glance at him.

Minato showed an extremely bright smile to the teenagers present.

He said, "Don't lose, kids."

As soon as these words were spoken, the fighting spirit of the young people on the opposite side was instantly ignited.

They pushed past their ministers and scrambled to get in front of the net to take on Minato.

Seeing this, Atobe snorted twice.

Competing against him is slow and lacking momentum, while competing against others is like a rainbow.

What, look down on the wounded?

In the end, he watched Atobe's face getting worse and worse, and came over consciously to "smooth his hair".

"I heard from Mr. Bofeng that he just learned tennis from Jing Wu a few days ago."

"You are playing so well now, it must be Jing Wu who taught you well."

Atobe: "..."

"Get your hands off my uncle's head."

"Oh..." I was a little disappointed.

After this, Minato has almost become acquainted with Atobe's teammates.

He was amazed that all the teenagers possessed such miraculous tennis playing ability.

It is not an exaggeration to say that many shurikens or kunai thrown by Genin are not as powerful as the tennis balls played by teenagers.

Could it be that the tennis club is the tolerance school in this world?

Minato couldn't help thinking about it.

Then he was quickly amused by himself.

"What is he laughing at?" Akutagawa Jirou finally woke up during the tennis game with Minato, and he is still extremely excited until now.

"I don't know." Xiang Riyue replied.

"I think the back is a little fluffy." Mingto Ryo shook his shoulders.

"Me too."

"..."

"Hmph, isn't it my turn?"

Atobe is gearing up, but conditions do not allow it.

"Jingwu, what is your turn?"

When Mrs. Atobe's gentle and gentle voice sounded, all the teenagers shivered.

Only Minato replied very calmly: "Mrs. Atobe, I am asking everyone to play tennis with me."

"Everyone is amazing."

"But I heard that Atobe is the strongest."

It seemed that he wasn't the one who defeated all Atobe's teammates in a [-]v[-] just now.

"Pity."

Again.

The teenagers represented by Jirou Akutagawa were dumbfounded.

Is this how adults deal with each other,

It was horrible.