Seiichi: Please call me God

It was rare for Echizen Minamijiro to put on a serious suit and tie.

"Uncle, are you going on a date today?" Nanako curiously walked into the living room with a kettle.

"Haha." Echizen Nanjiro laughed and touched his head, as expected, he still looked like a wretched uncle, "It seems that I am still very wise and handsome, but I am not going out on a date today."

"Eh? Aren't there beauties?" Nanako said innocently.

Nanjiro quickly leaned forward and covered Nanako's mouth: "Don't talk nonsense. It would be terrible if your aunt heard about it. Uncle is out to do serious business today. Meet some of the juniors who used to be professional players."

Nanako keenly thought of the email that was sent home a few days ago.Uncle has been in a state of excitement since he read the content of the email, could it be...

"I won't come back to eat at noon. I will come back after eating there." Nanjiro waved his hands and went out comfortably.

U-17 training base

"The progress of the middle school students is really amazing. There are no high school students in the fifth and sixth venues." Coach Tuo Zhi shook his head, "Could it be that the high school students are too lax?"

"No. This year's class of middle school students is indeed a gathering of elites that is rare in ten years. I'm afraid only the class of us and our seniors can compare with it." Saito thought with nostalgia. "However, the U-17 base at that time did not have such good conditions."

"Well, I still remember Saito, you were rejected because you were too tall." Coach Tuozhi laughed.

"Accurately, our Chugurobe actually has the best friendship with seniors." Saito said. "Although Kurobe's character is a bit like this year's Tezuka, it seems that he doesn't get along with the casual personality of his predecessors."

Kurobe, who was concentrating on watching the monitor, turned his head helplessly: "Don't make fun of me. I don't have facial paralysis no matter what. I can't learn Tezuka's self-contained air conditioner."

"Hehe." Saito and Tuozhi couldn't help laughing.

"I didn't expect that we, who worked so hard under the coaches at that time, would become the coaches here today." Kurobe said with emotion, "I don't know how the seniors are doing now."

"Speaking of... I don't know if senior will participate in the competition a month later?" Tuozhi frowned.

"I will. It's my lifelong wish to be able to compete with Norman." Kurobe still knows the man called "Samurai" very well, "I just don't know who will be recommended by the Japanese freshman team. ?”

"Freshman group?" Tuozhi didn't know the specific content of this competition.

Saito gave him a little science by the way: "This exhibition game is based on the theme of freshmen and legends. It is divided into two groups for competition. The legend group is the former king who is over 30 years old and has retired. The freshman group is under 20 years old. Players who participated in the professional net or are still in the youth army, the two groups will decide the champion respectively, and the two champions will have another match, which is also a match to fit the theme. In the end, the winner can compete with the legendary king Norman Brooks. "

"It sounds like a lot of gimmicks." Tuo Zhi touched his chin.

Just then, a staff member pushed open the door.

"Coach Kurobe, Coach Takushi, Coach Saito, Coach Mifune brought a guest to see you."

As soon as the words fell, Mifune had already opened the door unceremoniously.

"Hey, this guy is looking for you." Coach Sanchuan said unhappily holding the wine bottle.

At this time-

"Ahem, long time no see. Kurobe, Saito, Takuki." Echizen Nanjiro waved his hand with a smile.

"Senior!!!" The trio played.

"I'm back to experience life." Nanjiro tugged on his tie casually, "Really, what else do visitors require to be neatly dressed? It's really getting more and more rigid."

"Senior, are you really coming back to experience life this time?" Tuo Zhi blinked with suspicion.

"Is this..."

"The person has already been delivered, so I'll leave first." Coach Sanchuan pushed the door open impatiently and was about to leave.

"Don't." Echizen Nanjiro hooked Mifune's shoulders, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and it's hard to justify it without a drink. Let's go to the restaurant of U-17 to experience it in a while. I heard that the food here is good." Echizen Nanjiro grinning.

Mifune glanced at him, then at the three coaches.

"what ever."

"Senior Nanjiro should occasionally consider other people's feelings. There are still many students here." Saito raised his forehead.

Kurobe looked at his watch: "Senior came here for dinner." It means that people have made up their minds to pay attention to Cengfan, what can you do.

At this time, the training of middle school students and high school students is also over.

Since Yukimura and Atobe moved into the dormitory of the plant group, they have eaten with Fuji and Shiraishi most of the time, and today is no exception.

"Zhou Zhu, what do you want to eat?" Shiraishi walked to Fuji and recommended with a smile, "The Kansai cuisine here is very good."

"Hmm." Fuji stretched out his index finger and put it on his lips, and after careful consideration, he ordered a set meal that was the same as Shiraishi's.

Atobe snapped his fingers: "Let me order for you, Seichi."

Yukimura pursed his lips.

"Eat it all." Atobe continued.

Yukimura looked serious.

"Is it so difficult for Jingshi to finish your meal?" Buer blinked with curiosity.

"I came back after living in New York for half a year, and I seem to have no appetite for anything to eat." Yukimura smiled gently.

"Your picky eaters have become more serious." Atobe held his forehead helplessly, "No matter what, the training intensity is so intense, you can't eat enough."

Atobe's pressing man-marking strategy is very effective, at least Yukimura dare not put down his chopsticks.

"Atobe has been staring at Yukimura like this, he will lose his appetite." Shiraishi said to Fuji thoughtfully.

Fuer leisurely squeezed a tube of mustard paste, mixed it, and handed him a new tube calmly amidst Shiraishi's dumbfounded expression: "Do you want to eat it too? I highly recommend it."

Bai Shi pretended to be calm and took the plate back: "No, I still like the natural taste."

Atobe glanced at Shiraishi with a look of disdain to care about you, and then continued to stare at Renzhong.

"Eh, Minamijiro?" Yukimura picked up the spoon and blinked to look behind Atobe.

"Don't try to confuse the public, eat well." Atobe was unrelenting.

Yukimura was helpless: "Xiaojing, Echizen Nanjiro is really behind you."

Atobe turned around in surprise and saw Nanjiro's wretched uncle's face: "?"

"Hey, boys, long time no see." Echizen Minamijiro approached him to strike up a conversation.

The corners of Atobe's eyes twitched. For some reason, he felt a stomach ache when he saw Nanjiro.

"Hey, Echizen, don't you want to drink?" The irritable Mifune shook the wine bottle.Echizen Nanjiro replied with a sly smile: "You start first. Could it be that you are afraid of drinking too much and getting drunk in front of me?"

"Cut." Coach Sanchuan took two sips nonchalantly.

The three junior coaches next to him awkwardly "appreciated" the "wonderful" duel between the two seniors.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Echizen Nanjiro went back to drink.

"Echizen Nanjiro~~~" Shiraishi's eyes flashed full of stars instantly.

"He's just an obscene and lecherous uncle." The idol halo has been completely disillusioned in Atobe's heart, "How does he look like the 'samurai' who was all-powerful back then?"

"That's true." Baishi nodded, "Xiaoxiu (the coach of Sitianbao Temple) seems to be much more reliable."

"It seems that the coaches and warriors are old acquaintances." Fuji looked at the happy reunion scene after many years with a smile.

"However, it's really hard to imagine that Coach Saito's youthful appearance is from the same era as Nanjiro." Yukimura complained with a smile.

"Time makes people old." Bai Shigai concluded.

Afternoon training started soon.

Coach Tuozhi did not reduce the intensity of training because of the joy of reunion after a long absence. It is his realm of life to practice a group of passionate teenagers until they are dying.

"Hey, Takushik. Compared with the coach back then, you are much more ruthless now." Echizen Nanjiro patted the junior on the shoulder with a smile.

Coach Tuo Zhi was flattered: "The quality of these middle school students is very good, and I don't intend to waste it in vain. In time, the national team will be able to have a lot more capable players."

"Well, it makes sense." Echizen Nanjiro folded his hands on his chest, his eyes were piercing, and he was rarely more serious.

"Senior, you came this time not only to reminisce about the old days." Saito was worthy of being a psychological coach, and he hit the nail on the head.

Echizen Nanjiro's gaze was locked on the purple-haired boy on the field: "Indeed, I'm not here to catch up on the past. In fact, I'm here to confirm something."

"Oh?" The three coaches said in unison.

Echizen Minamijiro's eyes were deep: "You should already know about the invitational tournament in a month's time."

"Yes." Kurobe replied.

"In Japan, I have already received an invitation letter, which is the legendary group. To be honest, I will definitely go. This opportunity is rare. At the same time, the Tennis Association also hopes that I will recommend a candidate, because Japan also has a recommendation in the freshman group And this candidate can learn from many young masters in the world and experience the atmosphere of the World Series. It can be said that this competition is a rare good opportunity. Therefore, I consider this candidate even more.” Echizen Nanjiro is very concerned about this matter.

"You already have a candidate?" Saito smiled.

"Isn't it Echizen Ryoma?" Tuozhi was still very impressed with this little man who challenged Tokugawa on the first day he came to U-17. gone."

"No." Echizen Nanjiro shook his head, "He is my son. But this time the competition is not just an exhibition match."

"You don't plan to choose from the main selection of the first army, do you?" Thinking that the first army is still competing in South Korea, but Echizen Nanjiro came to the base early, Saito guessed that the candidate he chose might not be in the high school group. And in the middle school student group.

"Correct."

"So who did you choose?" Kurobe was confused.

"—Yukimura Seiichi." Echizen Nanjiro finally made up his mind to say the name, he turned around slowly, "I chose, the minister of the King Likai University, the No. 1 middle school Seiichi Yukimura city."

The three coaches opened their eyes wide at the same time.

After a long time, Saito said: "He is a very talented player, but in terms of strength, I don't think he surpasses Byodoin."

Echizen Nanjiro laughed and shook his head: "His light has been restrained, so you can't see his true strength. However, my expectations for him are much higher than for Ryoma."

"Huh?!" Tuo Zhi was shocked.

"This is a child with a story and experience. I am looking forward to his future." Echizen Nanjiro raised the corners of his lips, "He will not be the second samurai, but I wonder if he will be the first—— God of tennis."