Disciples are good, dolls are bad

, just make a phone call later. "

"But Coach Ryuzaki will be worried."

"Her? Worried? Ha, don't laugh so hard. Hey, bring me the milk, I need to rehydrate."

"Ah, ok!" Nanako picked up the bottle and ran over with a "噗噐咒".

Ryoma, who was eating breakfast at the table, raised his eyes and glanced at a certain baby who was drinking with his head up.

"Gudong Gudong~ hiccup, ah! Cool! Sure enough, it's better at home (^o^)/~"

"...the old man." Long Ma suddenly said slowly.

"...=_=" glanced at him sideways: "Oh? Damn kid, didn't you bite your parents?"

"...Not as hard as you chewed. Boom! Pain!" An empty drink can hit on the head.

"Go for seppuku, brat. Come and preach to me when the hair on your bottom grows, you brat."

"...It's not up to par yet."

"Ryoma, why did you get up so early today? Is there any activity at school?" Rinko asked strangely.

"Well, there is an intramural ranking competition today."

"Ranking match? Is that so, Ryoma, you have to work hard!"

"kindness."

"My idiot son is going to compete again?" Minami Jiro stared at the screen and focused on two things.

"If there is a ranking competition, baby, you will go too, right?"

"What? What ranking competition are you talking about? Ah, fight!" It was completely in one ear and out in the other.

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"Ha~ow~=_=" Sure enough, I shouldn't play games all night.Even if I catch up on sleep, I still feel sleepy, and it is especially bad for my skin.

"Let's add some water first. Let's take a look at the group of brats." He scratched his hair and walked to the tennis club.

As soon as I walked to the gate of the stadium, I saw a group of people gathered there.

"Yo. Children, what are you doing?" Picking his nose and walking over.

"Senior Sister Baby?" Everyone turned their heads, only to see that she was wearing a handsome samurai uniform of white and black, with a samurai sword hanging from her waist.

"Senior baby, why are you dressed like this?"

"Cough. From this episode, my character image has been set like this. Please review the VCR in the first episode for the specific settings." (Director: VCR? What VCR? The first episode has been revised again. What? Go find it, 300+ filming strips! Hurry up!)

"Huh? Character image?"

"Hey, you don't need to understand very well. Speaking of which, you gathered here early in the morning, waiting to eat hot pot?"

"No, Senior Sister Baby. Actually, the monthly one is here again."

"that?"

"Hey. What should I do? There are always a few days in a month. Every few days I feel my stomach is bloated. I become nervous and suspicious, have insomnia and dreamy dreams, and sweat all day long, and even endocrine disorders."

"Yeah, what should I do? That thing is coming again."

"Are there any mistakes? It's time to come again so soon!"

"=_=" half-closed his eyes and lazily looked at the tense faces of Arai and the others.

"What are you guys doing? It's not that you are competing for the main election, why are you nervous?" Taocheng became impatient at first.

"But our non-selected players also have to participate in the competition!"

"That?" I tilted my head, my thoughts still stuck in what they said.

"I understand."

"Senior doll?"

"Hey, who is that, buy them a few packs of sanitary napkins!" He waved to Ying Nao and the others who were at the door.

"Huh?" Sakura, Tomoka and the first graders all looked surprised.

"Pfft!" All the team members fell to the ground.

"Baby, senior sister, what are you talking about!"

"Didn't you come with something like that once a month? I always thought that only women would have it, so it turns out that men can too. This generation has really changed. Sigh~" Is it better to be lucky or unlucky?

"It's not what you think! We're talking about a monthly school ranking competition!"

"Ranking match?"

Only then did I notice the horizontal bar hanging on the iron net: [School Ranking Tournament Field]

"Cut. Let me be happy for nothing."

"-_-|||" Are you still happy?

"Alas. It's boring. I thought I had discovered the big news of the century, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding. Children these days are really inflexible. Sigh~" Shaking his head and looking regretful, he turned and walked away, leaving behind everyone in a collective black line.

"Baby." Walking to the door, the old woman just walked in: "Why are you dressed like this?"

"Read the script yourself."

"Here we are, where are we going?"

"Of course I continue to sleep. Ha~ow~ I played games all night last night, and I was so sleepy, I have to catch up on sleep."

"No. The game is about to start. You stay here and watch them."

"Ah? Why do you want me to watch? They are not children."

"It's you who have been saying that they are children, brats, etc. Why aren't they children? Since you are the manager, please obediently perform the duties of a manager."

"No. My skin is dehydrated and I need to hydrate first."

"Then why did you stay up late last night? I knew it would be like this, but I didn't change my mind."

"You still say you're addicted? Don't think that if I don't fight back, you have to make progress. In short, let them compete with theirs. Whether I come or not depends on my mood." After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and left.

"This kid is real."

Holding a bottle of milk, he jumped onto the tree outside the stadium and sat down.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrably, it becomes boring every time I come to the ranking competition, that's why I hate the competition."

"Senior Sister Baby!" A voice came from under the tree, it was the data-crazed four-eyed boy.

"what?"

"We need a general recorder here, can you come?"

"No."

"There will be a reward."

"That's fine." Then he jumped off the tree: "How much will you give me?"

"Sister Baby, don't be in a hurry, wait until the game is over. The overall record is over there. You need to record all the scores of the game, and then decide the final few players."

"Let me tell you first, I'm not very interested in Xiaoqian."

"Don't worry, you are indispensable. Then please! We will go to the competition first!"

"Sayonara~" This guy seems to be full of fighting spirit today.It seems that Qingxue has set off a storm in the main election.

prince56. Winning or losing is entirely up to the plot

[Youth Academy Tennis Club]

"Huzzzz blah blah zzzz"

"-_-|||" Everyone was speechless looking at the manager who was sitting on the chair with his head up, his legs on the table, and his mouth was drooling in sleep.

"What should I do? Do you want to wake her up?"

"Do you want to die! Who doesn't know that Senior Sister Baby's mood is super violent when she just wakes up! Do you want to be killed by her!"

"Then what should we do? We still have to compete! How can we compare if we don't record the next match?"

"Which is more important, the game or life!" The child seemed to have been mutilated before, and he was quite frightened.

"But..." Why can she fall asleep no matter where she is!Why did Senior ask her to record it!

"What are you doing?" Buer's voice came from behind him, he turned his head, and saw that Buer and Echizen, who had finished a match, had come over.

"Senior Bu Er, you came at a good time. Sister Baby is asleep, but we still have to record it."

"Asleep?" The probe walked over here, and sure enough, I saw a certain baby who was sleeping very poorly.

"It's not up to standard yet." Young Master Longma has long been used to this kind of scene, so he wasn't surprised at all.

"Hang Chi Hang Chi zzzz blah blah." She clicked her tongue and licked the drool from the corner of her mouth.

"If you wake her up like this, Senior Sister Baby will definitely be angry, right?" The good-tempered Budu didn't want to offend Qingxue's "moving active volcano".

"That's right. What should I do?" Especially now that she still carries a samurai sword with her, everyone's lives are in danger at any time!

"Senior Sister Baby!" Qian suddenly yelled and walked over, everyone was terrified.

"Senior! Don't be so loud, senior sister is sleeping!" They all spoke with their throats pressed.

"Sleeping?" He walked in front of her nonchalantly: "Senior Sister Baby, the wages have been distributed!"

"Huh? Hiss—money? Where is the money? $_$" The person who was still asleep just now sat up suddenly.

"Sister Baby, thank you for your hard work. This is the salary in the morning, and I will give you the salary in the afternoon later."

"Wow! My dear, you are so generous!" $_$ excitedly took the banknotes and quickly counted them.

"-_-|||" Everyone was ashamed.It turns out that as long as this is the case.

"Hey, what are you brats doing standing here?" Why are you all standing here like logs?

"Ah, we are here to record. The last game is over. Sister Baby, can you help me to see the team for the next game?"

"What? A game?" He reached out and flipped through the list of games in front of him: "Oh? Now there is a match between Hedgehog Head and Uncle Bingshan."

"Is it Taocheng Tezuka?"

"It's all the same, it's like an egg hitting a rock."

"What do you mean?"

"You're asking for your own death."

"Sister Baby? You mean Taocheng will lose?"

"Of course, otherwise, how will the next plot play out?"

"Plot?" Why does what she says always sound like a powerful and unconstrained style?

Inoue and Saori Shiba stood by the iron net and watched the game.

"Kacha Kacha" photo taking sound.

"The main players are pretty solid because they've been through a lot of real games."

"Barring no accidents, this has been decided."

"Is that really the case?" came the meaningful voice from behind Ryuzaki Sumire.