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A week later.

At the Heart Cliff of Neon U-17 training camp.

Mifune Nyudo, who originally looked a little decadent, now has a gloomy face all day long.

Basically, the group of teenagers thrown here have all experienced what despair is.

"What happened to this alcoholic old man recently? He feels like he was shot. I just farted last night, but he pulled me out to practice swinging for more than two hours."

"Pfft... Then you are really miserable."

"I think it should be related to his eagles. They haven't come back for seven days. It's already amazing that they can stay here."

"Don't mention those eagles. They almost gave me a claw on the top of my head last time. It was too scary!"

"..."

Finally, everyone who had survived another day lay on the floor and talked.

Just.

It would be fine if they didn't talk. Once they talked, they just started to complain.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Everyone, come out!"

"Night training begins."

"If anyone fails to complete it, get out of here."

I don't know how many times he scored.

Mifune Nyudo once again dealt a heavy blow to everyone.

The exhausted people walked out of the group like zombies, a little dull.

"..."

Looking at this scene.

Mifune Nyudo fell into silence for the first time.

To be honest.

He was thinking about educating and polishing this group of so-called trash as soon as possible.

Then go over there to find his eagles.

He heard the eagle cries a week ago.

Although Mifune Nyudo didn't think there would be any creatures in this mountain range that could threaten his eagles.

But he didn't come back for so long, which really made him extremely worried.

"Hey..."

"You have reached your limit."

"I can't continue to train you in this state."

"Pack up now and go down the mountain..."

Finally.

After a brief moment of deep thought.

Mifune Nyudo said to everyone in a deep voice.

After that, he drank several gulps of wine.

Then, in front of everyone who hadn't reacted yet, he took out a mobile phone from his arms and made a call.

Not long after.

"Hello, Saito."

"Arrange to take them back."

Saito Zhi on the other end of the conversation was stunned.

He asked in confusion.

"Coach Mifune, it seems that they are not ready to leave yet?"

"If we go down the mountain at this time, the result will only be to leave the training camp completely."

Hearing this,

"First, they have reached their limit. If they continue, they will inevitably fall into stereotyped behavior."

"Second, my eagle is lost. I have to go find them. I don't have time to continue taking care of the baby."

"Third, if you have a conscience, arrange a few reliable guys to come and help me find the eagle."

After taking a deep breath.

Mifune Nyudo said patiently.

Although it is possible that the eagle will escape when training the eagle.

But he did not think that his eagle would be in that situation.

"Is that so?"

"Then do as you said."

"It's a coincidence. I was thinking about how to eliminate a large part of the people."

"Now it can be considered a great help."

After a pause.

Saito Shi said softly.

"What happened?"

"Why do you want to eliminate most of the players?"

Although Mifune Nyudo was very anxious at the moment, he was a man with a son and a granddaughter.

In addition, after staying in the mountains for a long time, his mind was still quite calm.

He asked immediately.

Even though he usually didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the U-17 training camp, he was still the head coach.

"This year, the International Tennis Association wants to reform the current U-17 World Cup for the purpose of training new players, that is, to allow junior high school players to participate."

"It has not been officially notified, but now all countries are preparing."

"I think there should be no accidents."

Playing with the pen in his hand, looking at the information on the table in front of him, Saito Zhi answered briefly.

"In other words, a group of junior high school players will enter later?"

"It's really a headache."

After sighing.

Mifune Nyudo hung up the phone directly.

Then he walked to the edge of the cliff and continued to look in that direction.

His eyes were filled with complex colors.

I don't know if it was because of the eagle or the changes in the U-17 World Cup.

......

The next day.In the Neon U-17 training camp.

"Ghost, I have to trouble you for a moment."

"If you don't help head coach Mifune find his eagle as soon as possible, it will be difficult to train on the Heart Cliff of the Back Mountain in the future."

Saito Shi said softly with a faint smile.

Standing directly opposite him was a teenager with wild red hair, a serious face and a fierce look.

"Yeah."

Ghost Jujiro nodded.

He didn't ask any more questions, nor did he think much about it.

"But why did you bring me along?"

"Obviously, I don't get along with this guy."

And standing next to Ghost Jujiro was a teenager with a fierce look, a flat head, a pair of glasses, and a tall and strong figure, who said with an unhappy look.

"Honestly."

"Going to the mountains to look for eagles is understandable to Oni-senpai and Nakagawa-senpai."

"Isn't it a bit hasty to choose between me who is about to be disabled and Maori who was just invited to the training camp as an exception?"

At this time.

The teenager with curly yellow hair, a scar on his left eye and a little stubble asked in confusion.

"That's right~"

"What Yamato-senpai said is right."

"Are you punishing me for skipping training?"

"Speaking of which, I'm still very curious, why did you invite me to the U-17 training camp before the autumn rookie game?"

The teenager with reddish-brown medium-length hair, slightly curled ends and a sleepy face standing next to him asked sadly and puzzled.

"Yamato, just go out and relax. Haven't you made up your mind anyway?"

"As for you, Mori, you should ask Kurobe about that question, not me."

"Why, do you think it's inappropriate?"

The half-smile on Saito's face made the four people present, Oni Jujiro, Nakagawa Naoichi, Yamato Yuta, and Mori Jusaburo, feel uneasy.

It only lasted for a few seconds.

The few people who had objections stopped talking.

"The bus will pick you up later."

"I won't see you off."

After getting a satisfactory answer.

Saito put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and walked towards the monitoring room.

"I always feel that this matter is not that simple."

Looking at the other person's back, Mori Jusaburo sighed helplessly.

"With me here, you will be fine."

At this time.

Oni Jujiro said solemnly, and then returned to the dormitory to prepare.