After saying goodbye to Hisashi Takei at the door, Amano returned home. And what made him feel a little strange was that under the light of the evening light, Jiu's cheeks were so red.

Tomorrow is the official competition, and all my efforts in the past ten days will see the results on that day.

For Kiyosumi, Amano is very confident. He trained the girls completely according to the method of training professional players, and after a long period of high-intensity theory and practical training, the level of the girls should be far higher than the average of high school students. It may not be realistic to beat the pros, but it should be a big deal to cope with high school leagues.

Looking at the clock on the wall, the hour hand pointed to half past seven.

Amano hummed a song and opened the refrigerator, there was still some leftover from the meal that had been cooked for him for a long time last night, and it was hot and ready to eat. After filling his stomach, he turned on the Internet mahjong on the computer as usual. My eyes unconsciously looked at the friend bar, and I was a little pleased to see that an avatar on it was constantly flashing.

"Wild vegetables, tomorrow is the day of my competition."

Seeing the message she sent, Amano thought about it for a moment and thought about her current mood. It seems that I was too nervous, so I wanted to talk to myself.

Haramura and Kazuma seem to be very shy in reality, and when Amano occasionally chats with her, he often sees a big red glow on the other party's face, and then his eyes wander and he is distracted. And every time he wondered what he had said that was misleading, he could feel the big prickly gaze cast over him, which made him feel a lot of pressure.

But Haramura on the Internet is extremely talkative, although she knows that she is a man, she can also talk eloquently, and discuss the experience and secrets of online mahjong with herself. And recently, Amano noticed that she seemed to have a tendency to think of herself as a life coach, and began to ask more personal questions.

"Really? Please come on, and if you are at your level, you can take it easy."

On the other side of the computer, Haramura Kazuzai couldn't help but smile when he saw the reply from the computer. Although she could guess that the other party would answer like this, when she saw this reply, she still couldn't help but be happy, and the original tension before the game disappeared at this moment.

She still remembers that when she was in her third year of junior high school, she led the entire mahjong club to participate in the national competition, but because her overall strength was inferior to the other party, she collapsed in the first round. Although she later won the individual championship in the national junior high school category, what she was looking forward to more was to walk on the final podium with her partners.

This time, however, she had far more confidence than before. Not only does she have teammates who reassure her, but she also has a coach who seems to her to be omnipotent, and what makes her happy is that the man she has been inviting for a long time is the object she has been imitating constantly.

Thinking of this, with a sweet smile, she had already regarded the person on the screen in front of her as her bosom friend, and kept pouring out her thoughts.

"This time, I really want to win the national championship."

After typing this sentence one by one with his white fingers, he suddenly felt a little uneasy. Yourself, is your tone too big? What will the other party think?

She suddenly became a little nervous, staring at the screen in front of her.

But luckily, the message came in just a few seconds.

"You're going to be a champion, I'm confident in you!"

"Thank you"

Haramura Kazumi didn't know what mood she was in to finish these two words, but her rosy lips slowly opened and closed, and she said at the same time as the typed words.

"Thank you."

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The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the sky is clear.

This is how Harunobu Amano feels, and very early Takei knocked on his door and pulled him out of his sleeping nest.

Although Amano at this age is at the peak of his life's energy, he still doubts himself a little, why does his energy seem to be inferior to his childhood sweetheart who is a girl?

He yawned and greeted the morning breeze mixed with the smell of fragrant grass. There was a light rain last night, and the air was very refreshing.

Amano, who was pulled by a long time and was a little out of the world, came to the tram station early, and what he didn't expect was that the other four girls came here earlier than him, and greeted him with a smile.

"Good morning, Coach! However, it seems that the energy is low~~"

Yuki Kataoka greeted him in a voice full of vitality, and Amano could only smile helplessly when he heard it. Himself, he was actually laughed at by Yuxi.

"Coach Amano, if you don't rest well, your thinking ability will decline!"

Haramura and a little unhappy Shuluo Dao, Amano is a little helpless, who pulled himself to chat and train on the Internet, and hit half past eleven?

"Hum Hum Hum ~"

I don't know why, Someya Mako looked at him and hisa, and showed a somewhat meaningful smile.

"Coach, no problem, right?"

Saki Miyanaga's somewhat weak voice sounded beside him, and Amano was decisively moved. These little girls, sure enough, are the literary girls who care about themselves the most!

At this time, Amano found that there seemed to be one person missing.

"By the way, what about Kyotaro?"

Looking left and right, he couldn't see the only male student member, and Amano asked Takei Hisashi Takei, the head of the mahjong department next to him, a little strangely.

"Oh, he?"

Jiu smiled slightly, deliberately lengthened her tone, her eyes narrowed, and her expression at the moment was like a little devil.

"Teach, coach...... Ha...... I'm coming! Excuse me...... Late. ”

Kyotaro's panting voice came, and I saw him carrying a large bag and moving his feet. At first glance, it looks like ninja or special forces training, with weights hanging from top to bottom, left and right.

Amano looked at it for a long time, needless to say, it must be this witch's idea again, right? As the only male member, Kyotaro is perfectly called around as a dog.

He was watched by Amano for a long time, tilting his head slightly, looking at him with innocent eyes, indicating that he didn't know anything.

Girl, your cuteness is useless to me. Don't you know the way, I already know your nature?

"The tram to the prefectural sports center has arrived."

It sounded twice on the radio, perfectly saving the embarrassment for a long time, and making Amano's preachy words stillborn.

"So, everyone, let's go!!"

Takei announced with a smile.

"Oh!!" X6

"Well."

Amano smiled and followed the elated crowd into the train.

As the train moved slowly, he looked ahead. Because there, it is the first test of the Qingcheng girls.