Kick Me Out Of Seishun And Go To Hyotei As A Tennis Mercenary

"Huh? A crotch wrap?"

"Or a crotch wrap?!"

"Another crotch wrap?!!!"

"Why so many crotch wraps?!!"

The large-page reporter looked at the crotch wraps all over the floor, and was about to collapse.

"Who is this? Why are you still wearing a crotch wrap in this age?"

"Which player is so retro?"

The large-page reporter frantically recalled the players he had an impression of in his mind.

soon.

A person appeared in his mind.

Genichiro Sanada.

right!!

This room must be Genichiro Sanada's room.

Sanada, who runs a kendo gym at home, has the same old-fashioned personality as his grandfather.

And it's very traditional.

If it is said that among these players, some say that they are most likely to wear a parka.

Then Genichiro Sanada is the most likely.

The big page reporter became more and more excited as he thought about it.

It is already 100% sure that this room is Sanada's room.

"Now I have caught you!"

"Sanada Genichiro!"

"So much black material."

"Drinking, smoking, and watching color revealing photos."

"And they don't pay attention to personal hygiene."

"The black stuff is hot enough!"

"Hahahahaha!!"

"Once it is sent out, Sanada will be ruined!!!"

The big-page reporter was very excited, and now he seemed to have caught Sanada's little tail.

"Continue to see what else is shady!!"

"I rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find out for you!!"

The large-page reporter said, and directly opened Genichiro Sanada's wardrobe.

Rummaging through a pile of laundry.

When seeing the black Taoist uniforms in the closet, the large-page reporter became even more excited.

"It even has Dao clothes!!"

“Personal clothes must be brought too!!”

To know.

Before opening the closet, the big page reporter was worried that Sanada's closet was full of training clothes.

Now that this worry disappeared, he directly opened the bottom drawer of the wardrobe.

"Crotch!"

The drawer was pulled out by him.

The large-page reporter's eyes suddenly brightened.

"This this??!!"

"This Sanada actually has such a hobby?!"

The large reporter's pupils widened, shocked like a lightning strike.

With his hands trembling and swishing, he excitedly picked up the women's underwear in the drawer.

Start light.

It's still lace.

Still transparent!!!!

"OK!"

"OK!!"

"I didn't expect Sanada to look so dull, but I like this one.

"Serious hypocrite on the surface, now I won't ruin your reputation!!"

"It's just too much!!"

The big-page reporter muttered, pointing his pocket camera at the lace piece and snapping it violently.

He also directly put on the lace piece.

"This thing is the evidence!"

talking.

The big page reporter was about to get up and leave.

However.

The moment he got up, he saw another incredible thing.

"Fuck! Fuck?! Fuck?!"

"This thing... a whip?"

"Genichiro Sanada is actually looking for a girl in the dormitory?????"

"Sin!! So sinful!"

"I must expose him!!!"

"Let fans and fans know what kind of person their Sanada is"

The big page reporter was already a little angry at this moment.

You think he's angry because he can't see others breaking the law?

No!

He is envious and jealous!

!!

Why does Genichiro Sanada play so well and live a better life in private than him?

After such a comparison, the big-page reporter is extremely unbalanced.

Pinkeye!

Pure pure pink eye!!

The big-page reporter got up immediately, not only put on the lace fat times, but also put on a leather whip.

At the same time, he took away two pieces of "Sanada"'s underwear and left the room angrily.

"How? Have you got it?"

The little mouse saw the big-page reporter coming out, the backpack was still bulging, and immediately asked.

"Humph!"

"And it's Sanada's!!"

The big page reporter looked excited.

"Sanada's?!"

The little mouse's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Get what?"

The little mouse came up with a wicked smile on his face.

"Hehe, I know what you like."

"Isn't it the original flavor of Fat Ci...here, Sanada's."

The big page reporter looked at the little mouse in disgust.

He knew the character of this little mouse.

In addition to being selfish.

This person is still a very, very serious one.

For those hardcover men, very obsessed.

If it weren't for the fact that the big-page reporters are usually sloppy and not good-looking.

I'm afraid it will also become the target of the little mouse.

`||Thank you thank you!! Hahaha!!"

The little mouse hastily grabbed the original taste with a little yellow fat in his hand.

As if he had found a treasure, he put the whole fat time in front of his nose and took a deep breath.

The sour and refreshing taste immediately satisfied the little mouse.

But the large-page reporter almost vomited watching it.

If he hadn't drank a little milk for breakfast, he wouldn't have vomited.

"Tsk, you can go back to your room and imagine with your original flavor."

"I'm going back to write the manuscript."

The big-page reporter looked smug, picked up the pocket camera in his hand, and walked away.

Go back to dorms.

The large-page reporter quickly finished writing the report on Genichiro Sanada.

That afternoon.

When he walked out of the dormitory, he was already fantasizing about becoming the president of the Sakura Country Tennis Newspaper.

"Hey, have you heard that the room of the Japanese ship's coach is in the hospital?"

"Stolen?! True or false? Is there anything missing (okay)?"

"Yes... just nothing expensive."

"Then how did you hear that Coach Sanfuan was furious?"

"It is said that I lost some underwear and some treasures..."

"Heh, it's really good. Coach Sanchuan's fat times dare to steal. This thief is a real counter!"

"Who says it's not, the taste is really heavy..."

Two players from the u-17 training camp passed in front of the large-page reporter, and everything they said was heard in their ears.

The large-page reporter petrified on the spot.

I glanced at the news reports that I had written so much that there were nearly a dozen pages, and my heart was bleeding.

But when he turned his head.

But found that the little mouse was full of resentment, looking at him like killing his father and enemy.

Tragedy happened again.

.False..