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Buckle.

It was the sound of the door being knocked.

The blond-haired youth held up a piece of flesh and eyetoeye the ocher-haired youth who got up from the bed.

"Senior Hehui, I smell meat, can you come in~"

"..." was the voice of Mori Kosaburo.

For this young man who is a year younger than himself, Hongxiang can't talk about his disgust like he did for Shuji Tanejima.

Hong Xiang's respect for his seniors is rarely sincere, and most of them are just superficial due to the etiquette of the seniors.But in the face of the younger generation's respect for him, it is difficult for Hongxiang to ignore it.

Because Mori Jusaburo really admires Hongxiang Hehui.

But this is not the reason why he can come to grab his supper.

Mori Kosaburo is an all-around player. Although he and Hong Xiang only spent more than a year in Lihai Junior High School, he is one of Hong Xiang's favorite club members.

This boy is very similar to Hong Xiang in school.

Use the shortest time to do the most profitable training, and after you have completed a certain amount in your heart, you will start... skipping training.

However, Mori Kosaburo did not have the bonus of being the student council president of Hongxiang, so he could only sneak away to the grove to sleep and play games during training time.

or—

Follow senior He Hui directly, and say that the minister needs my help.

However, Kosaburo Mori's strength is worthy of this self-willedness. Any sport requires talent, and tennis is no exception.Excluding the previous seniors, Mori Jusaburo is the most talented member of Lihai University this year. Of course, Hong Xiang has thought about the possibility of training Mori Jusaburo to be a minister.

However not.

The blond-haired boy looked at the red-brown-haired boy who was eating popsicles with him after school, and dismissed the idea.

In this way, he will find opportunities to be lazy, and Li Hai will probably collapse.

But except for Mori Kosaburo, the strength of the others is not on the table (Hongxiang's vision is too high). The second year of middle school, Hongxiang finally led the Lihai University Tennis Club to win the national championship. He will still be there next year, so let's go down One year... If the competition is led by a member with average strength, Li Haida's winning streak will not be achieved.

So going around is still only Mori Jusaburo can do it!

...It's not 100% bad, let's polish it.

Hong Xiang, a sophomore in junior high school, was carrying a schoolbag and looking at the red-brown-haired boy walking with him, he was already arranging a training plan for the younger generation in his heart.

Mori Kosaburo: What happened to the sudden chill?The popsicles in my hand are no longer fragrant...

The minister suddenly skipped training without himself.

He always appeared in the woods where he was taking a nap, dragging his collar and throwing him to the court for practice.

When formulating the simulation training plan, take yourself with you, and tell yourself how to collect the data while writing down the data.

Is it difficult-

"Minister, you don't want me to be a minister, do you?"

The blond boy in the khaki team uniform showed a gentle smile, "Become the pillar of Lihai University, Maori."

"..." Can I refuse?

Hong Xiang, continue to smile: no.

The red-brown haired boy scratched his curly hair, "Isn't there still one year left, what's the rush?"

"It's been less than a year."

Hongxiang knew that he didn't have much time left, Hong Kong gangsters were getting more and more busy, and he had less and less energy to take care of the school.

then--

The crazy father is a dog belt, Mori Ogai is in the top position, and Hongxiang transferred to the ice emperor the day before the final of the Kanto competition.

Mori Kosaburo: The timing of liberation came too suddenly, I was at a loss.JPG

Then--

The first-year freshman Seiichi Yukimura stood up and was surrounded by members of the tennis club to become the head. Compared with Seiichi Yukimura, a young man who loves tennis so much and devotes himself to tennis, he, a senior who skips training every day, really outrageous.

Mori Kosaburo smiled relievedly, and did not raise any objection to Yukimura Seiichi becoming the minister.

It's just... I'm a little sorry for Senior Hehui.

After entering high school, Kosaburo Mori didn't change much. He joined the tennis club and skipped training as usual. As a result... in the Kanto Tournament, he met the opponent of Kazuki's senior - Ochi Moonlight.

He lost everything.

While seeing his injuries in the hospital, he saw Yukimura Seiichi who was doing rehabilitation training.

The little minister back then was working hard step by step, just to hold the racket again.

What, he has the conditions to play tennis easily, but he is still so lazy, if Senior He Hui is here, he will teach him again.

After recovering from his injury, Mori Kosaburo trained hard, won the rookie award in the autumn competition, and then received an invitation letter from U-17.

After entering U-17, he finally met his long-lost senior.

After almost two years of disappearance, it took only two days for Mori Kosaburo to get to know Hongxiang again and resume their previous relationship.

Escaping training together—wearing U-17 red and white sportswear, they gnawed on fried chicken cutlets, climbed to a certain tree with agility, and watched other students sweat profusely on the tennis court.

Every time Mori Kosaburo opened his eyes, he seemed to be back in junior high school. He and Senior He Hui wore khaki Lihai team uniforms and escaped training everywhere in the school, and then the deputy director came to arrest them with a dark face.

Senior He Hui was accompanied by two people, both students from the same high school as Senior He Hui, Senior Xiu Er in the third year of high school and Senior Tie Chang in the second year of high school.

There is no way, he is the youngest in the grade, so he can only stay low.

It was too conspicuous for the four to skip training, but the three seniors were exceptionally strong, and the coach treated them very casually. Only Kosaburo Mori would double his training every time he was caught by the coach.

"In the battle for the top ten, you just won the tenth place, did you do it on purpose?" The blond young man grabbed the younger man's curly hair and rumpled his hair ruthlessly.

Mori Kosaburo lowered his head slightly, very docile, "Your hair will be pulled out, senior Hehui."

Hong Xiang: ...you lower your head a few times to mean that you are a few centimeters shorter than you.

So Hong Xiang pulled even harder.

Hey, this time it really hurts!

"Oh? Seniors don't join the "Expedition Team"! "The junior in the first year of high school was puzzled.

The white-haired and brown-skinned Shuji Taneshima waved his hands indifferently, "I don't know anything about airplanes, so I won't go."

The blond-haired and blue-eyed Hong Xiang sucked the jelly out of his team uniform, "There are various reasons, anyway, it's the sauce."

"Senior Iron Gut, too?"

The brunette hound nodded slightly in response, continuing to watch the leaves swaying in the wind.

The "Expedition Group" only participates in the pre-match demonstration activities, and the score will not be included in the ranking.Most countries will hide their clumsiness and will not release their real strength players. Some countries will even deliberately pretend to be weak, and then come up with a super big comeback in the official game.

Except for Kosaburo Mori, who was very excited to participate in the U-17 for the first time, the second and third senior students who participated in the training camp many times seemed a little too indifferent to the "expedition group".

Oni Jujiro, Tokugawa Kazuya, Irie Kanade and many more players who were good enough to enter the top ten were deliberately not selected.

Instead of wasting time going overseas and showing yourself like a clown, it's better to spend more time on training.

"Hey! Didn't the seniors show their real strength?" Mori Kosaburo thought he had really entered the top ten U-17 strength.

Hong Xiang looked at the silly boy and patted him on the head to express comfort, "It's okay, Saburo still has a lot of room for improvement."

"...Senior, it's better to call me 'Maori'."

"No, I would have thought you had switched careers to become a detective."

"Huh?" The red-brown-haired boy frowned, a little puzzled, but quickly caught up with what Hongxiang said before, "Then I won't go to the "Expedition Team" either. "

Shuji Tanejima approached, "Are you reluctant to part with the president's extra meal?"

"Al? Was it discovered?"

"..." You should all go to the "Expedition Team"!

Mori Kosaburo, like Shuuji Taneshima, had such a good sense of smell, and the two of them ran to their dormitory as soon as they smelled the smell of food.

only--

Saburo, it's one o'clock in the morning, do you think you are a late-night Saburo?

"Come in." Hong Xiang sat on the bed, and kept quiet while his eyes signaled.

Heartbroken, he tore off a small piece of boned flesh, and the blond young man regretfully looked at the junior who followed his voice, "It's so late that you can smell it."

The illusion concealed Chuya Nakahara and Ango Sakaguchi, and Kosaburo Mori couldn't see them.

"Hee hee, I smelled it all of a sudden!" Besides, Senior Xiu Er had already fallen asleep, and he was the only one sharing this delicacy.

Once Mori Kosaburo enters the state, his concentration will increase rapidly, as will the five senses.It's just that when the coaches investigated his brain waves and found that he was in the state...

All in deep sleep.

In other words, if you steal supper in the middle of the night, you will definitely be discovered by the sleeping Mori Kosaburo!

The red-brown-haired boy happily walked into Hong Xiang's dormitory, reaching out to take the piece of flesh.

But when he saw the size of that piece of meat...

"Senior, won't your conscience ache?" Compared with the piece in Hongxiang's hand, this piece of meat is just a bone with a little bit of meat on it.

The blond young man said indifferently: "No." The port mafia doesn't need a conscience.

"I'm going to beep."

The corner of Hong Xiang's mouth curled down, showing an expression of unusual disgust.

A sly light flashed through Mori Kosaburo's eyes, he squatted down, and suddenly said in a strange tone, "Senior, what are you doing..."

"...?"

"No, we are all... well, Senior He Hui..." The malicious red-brown-haired boy deliberately called out Hongxiang's name, which was especially obvious in the early morning night.

"!!!"

What the hell! ! !

The blond young man immediately jumped up from the bed, and stuffed the large piece of boned meat that was reserved for him into Mori Jusaburo's mouth, and blocked his mouth.

"You bastard." Hong Xiang gritted his teeth angrily, but lowered his voice, wanting to sink this junior into the sea of ​​Yokohama.

Mori Jusaburo, who bit the meat, said YEAH, stood up and bowed to Hongxiang.

—Senior, thank you for your hospitality!

Then he ran away with the meat in his mouth.

Facing the closed door, Hong Xiang clenched his fist for a few seconds, then let go.

Go, go, go.

At this moment, the sound of Suehiro Tetsuchang chewing came from the corner.

Hong Xiang turned his head and saw that a certain hound soldier who should obey the discipline most stuffed the whole piece of meat into his mouth, chewing and chewing expressionlessly.

Seeing the blond-haired young man looking over, Suehiro Tiechang moved his steps unobtrusively, getting closer to the corner.

"..." The corner of his mouth twitched again when he got to the opponent's brainwave.

I won't grab what's in your mouth, okay?

After watching a farce, Zhong Yuan Zhong also regained consciousness after being anesthetized just now, but he suddenly lost the feeling of being plotted against.

After confirming that Mori Kosaburo was far enough away, the red-haired boy got up from the bed, "This is really unexpected."

Did he not expect Hongxiang to be like this in school, or was he actually the reinforcement for the Hong Kong black trade this time?

Nakahara also moved his body, looked at Ango Sakaguchi on the other bed, "Why hasn't he woke up yet?"

Hong Xiang yawned and got on his bed, "It's bed time now, even if I didn't inhale the anesthetic gas, I should still be in a dream."

"Okay, good night, I've already stayed up late today because of you, please be quiet, Chuya."

"Huh? Because we... oh, good night."

When he woke up the next day, Nakahara Chuya and Sakaguchi Ango had disappeared, and Hong Xiang naturally heard the sound of them leaving, but he didn't move, and continued to maintain his sleeping posture.

After Ango Sakaguchi woke up, he searched the map around U-17, and the two probably arrived in Yokohama by now.

The sunlight shining into the dormitory sprinkled on the face of the blond young man. Since it was daytime, it should be regarded as overnight revenge.

"Huh? Sanlang has entered the infirmary?"

The white-haired and brown-skinned man looked distressed, "Yeah, I suddenly had a stomachache in the early morning, probably because I ate something."

"..." Oh hoo, retribution.