The intense training tournament lasts until 6:30 p.m., and from April to July, Hachioji High School's A division has to play a total of six rounds, with a single month double competition in May and June, and the preliminary and final rounds in late April and early July respectively, and the teams that can survive to the finals and win will qualify for the winter national competition in the third semester, that is, the round of 48.

Fujii rode his bicycle, returned home, and after dinner, picked up a paintbrush in his room to make up the Chainsaw Man manga that should be completed today, and he had to draw six or seven pages in one night, which was easier for him with LV3 drawing skills than playing football.

On the other hand, Suhara dragged his tired body, parked the Honda motorcycle he bought with his hard work and locked it in the alley behind his shop, his ancestors have been in the seafood business for three generations, and he has close contacts with some fishermen near Tokyo, so he can always get some good quality seafood at a low price, and his standard of living is a little rich.

"I'm back."

Entering through the back door of the shop and ascending the sloping narrow staircase to the second floor, the seafood shop is sold out and closes at 5 p.m., and every time the family closes the door, leaving a side door for him to enter and exit.

"Tatsuya, my mother left you your favorite octopus today and made it into octopus for you to eat."

The rich Qiyuan's mother enthusiastically took the schoolbag for him, and Qiyuan responded twice impatiently, and during the game yesterday afternoon, his mother shouted too loudly, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"I think your team should be able to play until June this year, that handsome kid is a bit like Kaka! In the end, it was a long-distance run, the opponent couldn't catch up at all, and it couldn't be stopped if it caught up, last year was the third round of defeat at the end of May, this time it's much stronger, and if you're lucky, you may be able to enter the finals. ”

Sushihara's father, who was sitting on the tatami mat in the living room, was a veteran fan, and he didn't notice that Sushihara's face became more and more ugly after hearing his praise of Fujii Tree.

"I've eaten at school, so let's eat it."

Suehara glanced at the takoyaki on the table, swallowed his saliva, turned his face sideways, rushed to his room, and closed the door tightly.

Fujii tree! It's Fujii tree again! Why does he like to steal the limelight from others and mine me so much!

Qi Yuan buried himself in the single bed in the room, smelling the quilt that had been exposed to the fresh sun, and thought a little depressedly, he turned over like a salted fish, and the walls of the small bedroom were covered with posters of football stars, the back of Ronaldo's domineering celebration, Messi's agile posture, the leg muscles of the god of war Batistuta's powerful volley, the red frenzy set off by Caniggia, the son of the wind, in Rome, Italy, and his favorite picture, the dribbling raid of AC Milan star Kaka.

"Why, he's so much like Kaka! My Kaka, my idol, shouldn't be this kind of person like him. ”

Sushihara said what was in his heart, and since yesterday's game, after Fujii scored the last goal alone, he began to be entangled and depressed.

Moreover, he actually kicked up the front midfield, and Kaka was in the same position.

The most important thing for him to break the defense was that in the afternoon, Coach Fukai's arrangement, if he wasn't the only one in the team who was suitable for the center, he would have wanted to play as a forward midfielder and become the core of the offensive organization.

Suhara is depressed and depressed, and he still has to go to school the next day, and he still has to face Fujii Shu, who has become the core of the team.

In the afternoon training match, Coach Fukai deliberately asked Fujii Shu and Suhara to cooperate, and always put them together.

Receiving the football from the midfield, Fujii Shu shook off the central defender Nagahama who was staring at him, although Suhara didn't want to see him, but he didn't dare to be careful when he was training, and cooperated to step forward to attract a defender, and Yoshicho Konishi, who pulled the side, would be offside when he received the ball.

Fujii thought in the flash, as a forward midfielder, he can't just rush in and shoot like before, he is the heart and brain of the attack in the frontcourt, not only to have ball skills and body, but also to learn to play with intelligence.

Central defender Nagahama caught up, his acceleration was not slow, but like Maguire turned sluggishly, the power of the nuclear-powered aircraft carrier is not quite strong.

He stopped thinking and rushed into the crowd of defenders, in order to make it more difficult for Coach Fukai, he only let them play half-time, three people plus Captain Nakamura and Fujii Tree at the same time Arimura Nakaharu, a total of five heads-up central defenders led by Nagahama Eight defenders and defensive midfielders, people are almost out of place.

The charging Fujii tree allowed the opposing defender to mobilize three players to intercept, plus Nagahama, who was chasing behind, half of the troops were attracted, and Fujii Shu was surrounded by a front kick and unexpectedly passed the ball to a few steps in front of Suhara, who was trying to run.

"Don't look at the ball! Look at people! How many times have I said it! Pay attention to where people stand!"

Coach Fukai, who is not very good-tempered, scolds off the field, and everyone goes up with the ball, as long as he plays a long pass and rushes to hang, just like now, past your defense line and facing the goal.

Suhara ran a few times to get the ball, a few meters away from his nearest defender, he looked up at the direction and distance of the goal, eighteen meters outside the penalty area, pulled out his foot and shot angrily, and did his best.

Ryunosuke, who was in charge of the goalkeeper, had long lost confidence in the defenders, always paying attention to the situation on the field, and seeing Suhara get up with his feet, fly to save, and block this long-range shot out of the door, he quickly got up and clenched his fists, as if he was encouraging his performance just now.

The ball was controlled by the defender, and the attack ended in failure, and Coach Fukai blew the whistle, stepped forward and stretched out his index finger, and criticized them one by one.

"You, and you, ten laps, right away!"

Coach Fukai pointed to the two defenders who had just blindly stepped forward to surround Fujii Tree, and ordered in a serious tone, and when he turned around for half a circle, he pointed to Suhara, who pretended to be nothing.

"So do you, Suhara! Give you the opportunity to grasp it, double! Twenty laps! ”

"Coach, I ......"

Suhara also wanted to defend himself, but was grabbed by Captain Nakamura and took him to run around the field.

"I want to die, boy! He's angry. ”

Captain Nakamura walked away before he spoke, Suhara nodded to him and thanked him, and then glanced at Coach Fukai, who was talking and laughing on the shoulder of Fujii Shu in the crowd, this difference is too big.

"Fujii, your pass just now was very good, and you reserved space for Suhara's stupid guy to adjust his feet in advance, and next time he passes like this, he won't dare to waste the opportunity you gave."

Coach Fukai said a few words, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening, the lights on the side of the football field were fully turned on, and it was time to end today's training.

After they finished running, all the members of the school team lined up, and Coach Fukai did not immediately announce the disbandment, but began to speak.

"You have worked hard, this year is my fourth year of coaching Hachioji High School, and it is also the year with the best chance to lead everyone to the national competition.

Coach Fukai bowed and continued.

"I'm confident that I'm the winner of the Tokyo Regional Championship Zone A, do you have it?"

"Yes!"

Everyone on the school team spoke in unison, echoing in the empty football field, for a long time.