Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

The youth's expression darkened slightly, and tiredness was written on that handsome face.It can be seen that he has been practicing here for a long time.

Pfft!

In the end, he couldn't hold on anymore and slumped on the ground.

Without worrying about his own image, the young man lay up in big letters.After wiping the sweat from the corners of his eyes, he tiredly opened his eyes and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky.

"and many more!!"

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

Immediately stood up, hit the tennis ball, and started practicing against the wall again.

Bang!

Tennis hits.

His eyes narrowed, and the right hand he pulled out turned, from bottom to top, hit the tennis ball with the front of the racket.Then, let the tennis ball slide on the racket as much as possible.

Finally, he slammed into the air.

Tennis, under the light of the light, is like a rising star.Then, it merged with the stars all over the sky and disappeared completely.

"Phew! Finally... it's done!"

The young man was really tired this time.

However, his bright eyes were full of fighting spirit.Then he stood up, took his things, and disappeared into the field.

"Tsk tsk..."

After he left, there was a slight sigh of emotion in the stands.

But he saw a young man with white hair sitting on the top steps.He held the drink in one hand, and rubbed his chin lightly with the other.

"What a genius idea, hey, I really want to fight him..."

bang.

The voice fell, and he threw the drink can into the trash can.Then he patted his butt, picked up his jacket, and disappeared into the night.

Late at night.

Inside the gym.

Tezuka is still exercising on the treadmill.

He was covered in sweat, but the firmness in his eyes did not waver.The game against Polk that day was too exciting for him.

For more than half a month, he has been insisting on high-intensity training, and he has not dared to relax for a moment.And tomorrow, it will be time to test his achievements.

Therefore, even at eleven o'clock, he still did not choose to rest.

crunch.

At this moment, the door opened.

"Ouch?"

Tono with purple hair and shawl saw the figure on the treadmill, and was a little surprised: "Junior high school student? Interesting, so hardworking, many high school students can't do it!"

He said and walked to the training room inside.

There is muscle training, but Tono is here to recover from the injury on his knee.His training is special and secretive, and not many people know about his knee injury.

So when he came in, he closed the door.

crunch.

But just as he secretly applied the medicine and massaged, the door opened.I saw Tezuka walked in with a blank face, took the jacket from the training rack, turned around and left.

"This kid..."

Tono's face changed slightly.

But he didn't choose to speak out, because he couldn't see a trace of surprise and fear on Tezuka's face.Even, the other party didn't even look in his direction.

Facial paralysis?

Toyo shook his head inwardly.

Because he was afraid that others would know, he did not shoot Tezuka.However, he still remembered what this man looked like.

"If possible, in tomorrow's game... kill him!"

A fierce light flashed in his eyes.

in the dormitory.

Because it was eleven o'clock, the unified break time, many rooms were closed.

on the aisle.

Ado, wearing a luxurious blue-gray nightgown, came out of a certain room and knocked on the door inside.

Ishida, who opened the door, was stunned for a moment: "Atobe...Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Sanada!"