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Compared to this side.

At this moment.

The regular players of the tennis club of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School were gathered around a fire in a deep mountain, looking at the dancing flames with despair.

"There won't be ghosts here...right?"

Kirihara Akaya tried to lower his voice as much as possible, and didn't even dare to look away from the fire.

He sat curled up.

"Is this the second big change of the tennis club of Rikkai University Affiliated Middle School?"

"From modern people to primitive people all of a sudden?"

Marui Fumita blew a bubble, holding a small wooden stick in his hand and constantly drawing circles on the ground.

He looked numb.

"All courses are concentrated in the week before the exam."

"Isn't this arrangement a bit of a loss of one thing for another?"

Even Sanada Genichirō was muttering with a dark face at this time.

He even glanced at Kirihara Akaya from time to time.

He was obviously worried that the other party would fail all the subjects under this arrangement.

After all, this kind of thing is really embarrassing between different clubs.

"Although this arrangement is a bit radical."

"But junior Beichuan must have taken everything into consideration."

"Instead of worrying about these, it is better to accept this special training."

Yukimura Seiichi, who looked a little tired, comforted everyone with a gentle face.

Of course.

Although everyone complained from time to time.

But so far, no one has run away.

Well, in fact, if you want to run, you don’t know where to run.

Ta-ta...

At this time.

A figure walked over from the bushes.

As he gradually walked into the range covered by the fire.

Only then did he see clearly that the person coming was Beichuan.

"Dear seniors, today's dinner is roasted pheasant."

"And a cup of this for each person."

As he spoke.

He put a few pheasants that had just died not long ago on the ground.

At the same time, a bodyguard in camouflage uniforms came out of the darkness, holding a black cooler in his hand.

After opening it, in the wisps of cold air, you can vaguely see the slightly weird dark red drinks in the bottles.

"No way~~~"

"Are we cooking by ourselves?"

The obviously picky Niou Masaharu's face darkened instantly.

Looking at the pheasants that have not been processed yet, his heart is full of resistance.

"To be precise."

"From today, until the day before the Kanagawa Prefecture Conference, we will be in this mountain range."

"Whether it is food or water, everyone needs to work hard to get it."

"And if you want to catch prey, you need to use the racket and tennis ball in your hand."

Kitagawa skillfully plucked the feathers, gutted and cut the pheasants.

After processing, sprinkled some seasonings, and roasted them on the fire.

"I knew that Abei had a purpose in taking everyone to get so many vaccines and physical examinations."

"But I really didn't expect that Abei would just throw everyone in this damn place."

Kirihara Akari, who felt extremely wronged, also slightly raised his head from between his legs.

His eyes fell on the roasted chicken and he muttered.

"Modern technology can bring a lot of convenience and intuitive feedback to many athletes."

"But in this state, it is easy to lose wildness."

"Just like animals in a circus, even tigers and lions will gradually become existence for people to watch."

"Although tennis was originally a game between aristocrats, it has an elegant temperament."

"But that is for entertainment. If it is for competition, wildness is needed."

Looking at the sizzling roasted chicken, Beichuan turned from time to time and patiently explained to everyone.

"Secondly, hunting with tennis balls is to improve reaction speed, explosive power, accuracy and ball control ability."

"Then, it is the mental training I mentioned before."

"Many studies have shown that people who survive in harsh environments will greatly strengthen their mental strength."

"In other words, it is because people are in a highly concentrated state every moment in such an environment, and over time, their spirits will become extremely tough."

When the voice fell.

The hungry people stopped asking questions.

Instead, they looked eagerly at the roasted chicken with an attractive golden color.

Even the picky eater Niou Masaharu swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

"The last point."

"It is to fully exercise and strengthen the body's functions."

"So all seniors must have enough nutrition and energy.""Today is friendship support."

"Tomorrow you have to rely on yourself."

Looking at the faces of the crowd, Kitagawa smiled helplessly and shook his head.

Then he distributed the roasted chicken to everyone one by one.

"Eat slowly, after eating, there are drinks provided by relatives for free - red water."

A meaningful smile flashed in his eyes.

Kitagawa also picked up the roasted chicken and started eating.

Not long after.

"Burp..."

"I found that my picky eating has been completely cured~"

Nio Masaharu, who was still a little unsatisfied, lay on the ground and said softly.

"Sure enough, I am not so scared when I am full."

Touching his stomach, Kirihara Akari also responded with a little sleepiness.

"And this~"

While talking, Kitagawa picked up a bottle and drank it.

He swallowed it all in a few seconds.

This is a special nutritional supplement that has been specially researched.

It has a miraculous effect on body recovery.

But there are gains and losses.

The taste of the drink is surprisingly bad.

This is comparable to the dry juice made by Inui Sadaharu of Seishun Gakuen.

Perhaps it was because the amazing taste of the roasted chicken relaxed everyone's tense nerves.

Or perhaps it was because Kitagawa himself drank it.

In short.

Everyone took the drink happily, opened the lid and drank it.

But as soon as the liquid entered the mouth.

In an instant, everyone's face was covered with a mask of pain.

It was even as if they had aged more than ten years in an instant.

Just when they instinctively wanted to stop this "dangerous action" as soon as possible.

In their sight, they saw Kitagawa's sunny smile.

"This can't be wasted."

"The cost of a single bottle is as high as $10,000."

"Not to mention the limited quantity and the various costs of transporting it here by helicopter."

"The most important thing is that if you don't drink this, the seniors won't even last a week."

Then.

The next moment.

A bunch of big hands directly blocked the bottle of the drink.

In the end, due to the disparity in strength and the words said by Beichuan, everyone made up their minds, gritted their teeth, stomped their feet, and drank it all in one gulp.

At the same time, they fell asleep.