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In the monitoring room.

After Saito Shi walked in.

"The U-17 World Cup is not far away. Isn't it a bit too much to ask Oni and the others to help the team leader find the eagle at this time?"

Kurobe Yukio, who had been staring at the monitor on the table, asked in a deep voice without turning his head.

"Yamato Yuta is fine, but Oni Jujiro, Nakagawa Naoichi and Mori Jusaburo are indeed suspected of using public power for personal gain."

"This is not good."

Takushi Ryuji, who was holding the barbell in both hands, responded in agreement while lifting it.

"Head coach Mifune is helping, but can't he see it?"

"The reason why I arranged these people is mainly to let the old man temper himself."

"Especially Mori Jusaburo."

"If a genius doesn't like to work hard, the result may be lost in the crowd."

With a slight smile on his lips, Saito Shi put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and answered with a look of control.

However, he did not ask the other party why he invited Mori Jusaburo to the training camp before the autumn rookie competition.

"Indeed."

"The combination of modern and traditional can produce more comprehensive players."

Takushi Ryuji nodded in agreement.

After all, for Oni Jujiro.

At present, there is nothing to provide further guidance in the Neon U-17 training camp.

"Take a look at this."

It seems that Saito Shi's approach is tacitly accepted.

Kurobe Yukio did not say anything more.

Instead, he took out a newspaper and some information from the drawer of the table beside him.

"Oh?"

Raising his eyebrows, Saito Shi picked up the newspaper and read it.

And this is the special issue of "Tennis Monthly" written by Inoue Mamoru.

"It's really interesting~"

"Although it's not uncommon for a first-year junior high school student to become the head of the tennis club."

"But it's so arrogant, especially at the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School, which has won the Kanto Tournament for 15 consecutive years and the national championship for two consecutive years."

"This is a bit eye-catching."

Because he will observe and screen junior high school students in the future.

So Saito Shi looked very carefully.

But when he picked up the information other than newspapers.

His brows slowly frowned.

"This year's Freedom Country Youth Tennis Tournament Champion, Kakinizaka Youth Tennis Tournament..."

"The world's top three super-large tennis clubs HERO Tennis Club is related to it."

"So that means that the previous turmoil was fundamentally caused by this boy named Kitagawa?"

The voice fell.

The monitoring room fell into a brief silence.

After a moment.

"It can't be called turbulence."

"To be more precise, this boy has brought opportunities to Neon Junior High School and even the youth tennis world."

Kurobe Yukio then slowly spoke.

"Then Kurobe, do you mean to recruit him?"

With a flickering look in his eyes.

Saito Shi put down the things in his hands and asked softly.

"It can't be called recruiting, but waiting."

"Because the choice is not in our hands."

Kurobe Yukio shook his head.

Are you kidding!

A person from the world's top three super-large tennis clubs, and even an extremely respected existence.

It's not a big problem for the other party to go to any country's U-17 training camp.

"That's right."

"I understand what you mean, Kurobe."

"If it can become a sharp blade in our hands, that would be the best."

"If it doesn't work, then take advantage of this period to collect the other party's data."

After Saito Shi's voice fell.

At this moment, he also understood why Kurobe Yukio had made an exception and brought Mori Jusaburo into the training camp not long ago.

It was just that there was no need to say much about this kind of thing.

The monitoring room gradually became quiet.

......

At noon that day.

Oni Jujiro and the other four also arrived at the Cliff of Heart.

"......"

When Mifune Nyudo saw the four people.

He knew that Saito Shi was using him as an old cow and horse again.

"Coach Mifune, how can we help you find the eagle?"

"Any clues?"

With a ferocious look on his face, Oni Jujiro asked Mifune Nyudo solemnly.

"Do you see that mountain top?"

"The halfway point of that mountain is where the old eagle finally appeared."

"All you have to do is go there with me."

He drank the wine in the wine gourd in one gulp.

Mifune Nyudo raised his hand and pointed to the location, saying in a deep voice.

After saying thatAfter that.

He was going to set off directly.

He just took a step, but he sighed and added two more words.

"In addition."

"Each of you carry two buckets of water, and each of you has to carry me for an hour."

The voice fell.

It seems that sighs are contagious.

"Ah..."

"I knew it."

Maori Jusaburo sighed helplessly.

He picked up the two wooden barrels not far away and walked down the mountain.

"It's really something that the U-17 training camp would do."

Yamato Yuta was okay.

After saying this with emotion, he also caught up with everyone.

It was almost the afternoon of the seventh day.

The five people finally arrived at the second camp of the Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School.

However.

Mifune Nyudo was also heartbroken at that moment.

"Eagle's feathers... bones..."

"The raptor was eaten?!"

You know.

Training an eagle requires keeping the eagle awake.

This is a very time-consuming, labor-intensive and mentally exhausting task.

People have to stay awake with the eagles, sometimes they need to stay awake for days and nights.

Five eagles means that Mifune Nyudo has invested a lot of effort.

Now looking at the eagle feathers and broken bones on the ground, he almost choked.

"The eagle was eaten?"

"Could it be a wild man?"

The extremely sloppy Maori Jusaburo opened his eyes instantly, and his tired sleepiness disappeared.

He even observed the surrounding situation from time to time.

"Since the target we are looking for has been eaten, can we retreat?"

Nakagawa Naoichi said expressionlessly while putting down the bucket in his hand and moving his wrist.

"Can wild men play tennis?"

At this time.

Oni Jujiro picked up a tennis ball hidden in the bushes not far away and asked softly.

"......"

"Senpai, please stop joking now."

Yamato Yuta said with a smile.

But the next moment.

He reacted and opened his eyes wide.

He was not the only one.

Nakagawa Naoichi, Maori Jusaburo and the heartbroken Mifune Nyudo all opened their eyes wide.

Because savages could never play tennis.

"Could this eagle have been knocked down and eaten by a tennis ball?"

"How brutal!"

"I don't know what eagle meat tastes like..."

Swallowing his saliva, Maori Jusaburo muttered a few words.

"Let's go!"

"Follow the traces left by the other party and follow them!"

Mifune Nyudo stood up suddenly and said this with a cold look in his eyes.