On the evening of the last day before the competition, the activity hall of the Longmen family.

The housekeeper, one and the three of them together, accompanied Xiaoyi to play mahjong.

Touhua and Tomoki sat aside.

"I have already done everything that can be done in practice, and I have studied the materials of the other three schools. All that's left is to wait for tomorrow's final and pray to God. Touhua was a little nervous about tomorrow's finals, afraid that he was not fully prepared, and finally couldn't help but whisper, as if muttering to himself, as if asking Jiki.

Regardless, Tomoki replied, "We're ready." I'm going to go to the national competition tomorrow. ”

Although their own team has small clothes in charge. She, or another Touhua, has an overwhelming strength gap even in the face of Feng Yue. But Tomoki doesn't think that in the face of a school of Fengyue's strength, his team can win 100%.

After all, at least in the county, it was a division of kings who had long been accustomed to victory. How easy is it to defeat them?

However, what Touhua needs now is encouragement.

Sure enough, although it was only a small verbal word of support, it gave Touhua confidence. Hearing Tomoki's words, the eldest lady was like taking a reassuring pill, calmed down from the tension, recovered her usual vitality, and the golden antenna on her head began to move.

"Oh hahahaha, I'll just say, we're going to win. Defeat the long-time king, become a complete dark horse, and enter the national competition. It's impossible not to be eye-catching!ohhahahaha!"

Usually such a standard queen-style mask will attract a sentence or two of pure or one. But now the two of them are playing mahjong on the other side, and as for Zhiji next to her, the girl who cherishes words like gold enters a state of silence again after seeing Touhua's worries disappear, and turns her gaze back to her notebook.

Touhua, who was self-conscious, found that no one cared about him, and quickly stopped. He looked at the clock hanging on the wall and shouted at the mahjong table on the other side.

"Xiaoyi, it's time to have dinner, and then remember to go to bed early. Tomorrow's game starts at 9 a.m., so don't sleep too late and end up not getting up in the morning. ”

Xiaoyi, who was touching the last card in the card mountain, gave a simple answer: "Got it, Touhua!"

After that, he immediately turned his attention back to the card table and slapped the card he played on the mahjong table.

"Riichi,One shot,Self-drawing,Haidilao Moon,Three colors with the same shun,Doradora,8 times,Double full,8000All!"

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At the same time, the mahjong club of Fengyue Women's High School.

In the mahjong club, which ended the last practice before the game, only the captain Mizuki Morita was left.

Sitting quietly, looking out the window at the setting sun, Rishi unconsciously stroked the mahjong neatly placed on the table.

Last year, I entered the three rounds of the national competition with my seniors, and if it weren't for the fact that I met Miyanaga Tegu, who had just entered high school, I might even have made it to the finals.

This kind of achievement is enough for anyone to be proud of, right?

But I am not satisfied.

The kid in front of the coach made a promise to lead the team into the country as the captain.

Now, he has become the captain of this team. All that's left is tomorrow's final game.

At that time, I was finally able to laugh and happily announce to the coach that I had fulfilled my promise.

"Squeak...... heard the sound of the door opening in his ears, turned his head, and saw the familiar figure at the door.

This smile undoubtedly belongs to the gentle woman who supported her three-year mahjong career in her heart.

"Don't you go back yet? Don't delay tomorrow's game. You're the captain, but Mihoko and they rely on tomorrow. Looking at the captain, who would continue to stay in the mahjong club for a while longer after the practice session as usual, Takako Kubo reminded.

"It's a bit of a stretch because tomorrow is the final game. ”

"Oh, then I'll stay with you until you're calm. Takako Kubo pulled out the stool in front of the mahjong table and sat down gently.

As a result, the golden sunset shone into the room from the window, leaving two figures sitting quietly in front of the mahjong table.

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On a tram that has just driven from Fengyue High School. Suki Miyake and Anna Shuto stood in the hallway, silent, looking out the window at the trees and buildings that kept moving backwards, waiting for the arrival of their home.

The wind is higher and higher on a certain path outside the school, and Mihoko Fukuro, who is in the second grade, calls out to Hana Ikeda, who is walking alone on the way home in front of her. After greeting each other, the two walked home one after the other, slowly.

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A hotel in Nagano Prefecture.

After the last day of practice before the game, the players of the mahjong club of Chengshan Commercial University chose to come to the restaurant for dinner.

"I can't remember how many times our school has reached the finals and how many times we have lost to Feng Yue. Tomorrow's game, because of the sudden appearance of Longmenyu High School, which is completely different from the previous finals, will be our best chance to defeat Fengyue! As long as we make good use of the situation in which Longmenyu and Fengyue are competing with each other, we are completely likely to win in chaos. The third-year minister, Harada Harada gave one last encouragement to his teammates, clenched his right hand into a fist, and firmly stood it in front of his chest, "Everyone must come on!"

"Come on!"

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Family.

The captain of the Flower High School, Miho Ashitaka finished reading the cards of the other three schools in his hand for the last time.

I'm happy to be able to reach the finals, but I'm still not satisfied and want to go further. But in the face of such a disparity in strength, can we only pray for the favor of the gods?

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On the eve of the competition, it was not only the 20 players who were about to participate in the competition who were uneasy.

Mahjong enthusiasts, school supporters, media, family and friends, and fan groups of certain players, every corner of Nagano Prefecture is looking forward to tomorrow, the day when this grand final begins.

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Tea party after class.

~~~~~Thinking of the upcoming final, the chief was so excited that he lay on the ground and howled at the full moon in the sky.

"It's going to be a game tomorrow, what's it called in the middle of the night, and you can't let people sleep!" Miss Touhua, who was woken up, ran out directly in her pajamas, and kicked the chief out with one kick, "Remember your identity, you are a minotaur, not a werewolf!"