"Fujii-san, someone would like to introduce you."

After leaving the game, Coach Fukai took him to a remote corner, where an old man with gray hair wearing a green tracksuit reached out and shook his hand when he saw him.

"When we first met, I was Yasuda, the head coach of the Kashima Antlers of the J1 Pro League, and Coach Fukai had played under me for more than ten years, and he recommended you for me."

Coach Yasuda explained the situation and said directly.

"I've watched your previous games and this wonderful performance, and on behalf of the Kashima Antlers, I officially invite you to come to the trial, and if you pass, you will be the main player of the first team."

Although Coach Fukai on the side was a little reluctant to lose such a core player, he still persuaded him.

"The level of competition of high school students can no longer help you improve your skills, so go play professionally."

"In the next game, the opponent is Horitakaka, and I can't escape. Also, I'm not interested in professional football, it's just a hobby. I'm sorry, I appreciate the kindness of the two coaches, but I'm not going to give up my studies and play football instead. ”

Fujii Shu thought of the words, opened his mouth and refused the invitation, he turned to leave, and around the corner, he bumped into the peeping Suhara, who should have eavesdropped on the whole content, and looked at him with his mouth wide open.

"Hobbies? That's your excuse? ”

Behind the perch, he asked questioningly.

"What? Can't you? ”

Fujii stopped, smiled, and turned to answer.

"Is football just a hobby for you?"

Suhara lowered his head, he thought that this annoying person would love football as much as he did, but he didn't expect it to be just for fun.

"Yes, moral kidnapping doesn't work for me, Suhara-san."

Fujii never intended to disguise, and with the golden finger in his hand, it was impossible for him to focus on a certain specialty.

"Nasty guy, I'm going to, fix you!"

Suhara suddenly raised his head and punched over, and was grabbed by Fujii Shu's wrist with one hand, and this usually gentle and harmless little white face finally showed his true side in front of him.

"Because of your own incompetence, don't you feel hypocritical and ridiculous when you see that others have rejected the opportunity you dream of, and you want to inflict violence in a fit of anger?"

Dissecting Suhara's mental activities with an expressionless face, Fujii Shu is a human being in two lives, and his rank is several levels higher than that of ordinary high school students.

"It's not like that, it's not..."

Suhara broke free from his hand and shouted and ran off the distance, away from the demon.

"I'm sorry, I didn't communicate well beforehand."

Coach Fukai bowed and apologized to his mentor Yasuda, and he also hoped that the old coach would not give up on Fujii because of this unhappy conversation.

"It's okay, I'm too anxious, this kind of genius is worth our patience, he should want to finish the local tournament, I can wait, and when I go back, I have to propose to the club management whether he can provide a signing fee and a salary worthy of Fujii-kun."

Coach Yasuda doesn't intend to give up, but in this case, as the local tournament comes to an end, it is inevitable that other contenders will target Fujii, which means paying a greater price.

The Honda motorcycle roared on the road, and Suhara, who was wearing a rider's helmet, gritted his teeth, twisted the accelerator on the handlebar, and kept accelerating.

"Why is he favored by the pros?"

"Why did he refuse a pro team solicitation?"

"Why can't I do this?"

He kept asking himself in the bottom of his heart, and he didn't notice that the car passed by a police car parked on the side of the road.

"97 km/h, serious speeding!"

The two policewomen in the car were none other than Rie Watanabe, who stopped Yumi Daigo in the middle of the night some time ago, and Natsumi Chiki, a rookie policeman.

"Fasten your seatbelts!"

Rie Watanabe was about to close her eyes and go to bed when she heard the sound of Suhara's motorcycle engine, and suddenly came to her senses, and after reminding Natsumi Chiki, who was reading a magazine to pass the time, the co-driver pulled the gear lever of the car and stepped on the accelerator suddenly.

"Woo--!"

Turning on the horn on the roof of the police car, Rie Watanabe's driving skills are quite wild, and she catches up with Suhara in a few accelerations.

"Kid in front! Pull over, park! ”

Rie Watanabe grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and poked his head out to Suhara, who was driving sideways, and ordered.

The answer to her was a middle finger that was out, and Suhara willfully added the throttle to the end, and the zebra crossing signal in front of him turned red, and he did not intend to slow down.

A tall figure, a high school girl carrying two long strip-shaped objects on her back, walked straight across the road, her side face was none other than the new classmate Rin Kamiya, she turned her head to look at Suhara, who had no time to slow down.

"Danger!"

Rie Watanabe, who was driving, stepped on the brakes and slammed the steering wheel, and the police car slowed down sideways, grinding on the asphalt road.

Rin Kamiya untied one of the packages on his back, revealing a delicate and unusual samurai sword, the bottom of the handle was printed with the source character of the ancient Chinese character Xiao Seal, and the knife was three feet and three inches long.

Suhara's Honda motorcycle was split apart, and he himself was picked up by the back of the knife, jumped into the air, passed by Rin Kamiya's side, and was grabbed by the collar by her hand, and the impact of the whole person disappeared instantly, and under the soles of Rin Kamiya's black painted women's round scalp shoes, the road surface cracked slightly.

"Next time, you have to pay attention, Suhara-san, there is only one life for human beings."

Drawing the knife and sheathing it, Kamiya Rin threw down the peru that was hanging in the air, picked up the cloth on the ground, and wrapped the source knife again, she still had something to deal with.

"This classmate, are you alright?"

The two policewomen who hurriedly got out of the car stepped forward to stop Rin Kamiya, looking at her with concern and surprise, is the performance just now really something that humans can do?

"Sorry, forgot this."

Rin Kamiya took out a bag of sachets and opened it to emit a strange aroma, and the eyes of the policewoman and Suhara suddenly became distracted.

"Miss Police, just act as if nothing happened, your motorcycle was stolen by Qiyuan-san, let's leave separately."

After she had finished ordering a few people, she left without looking back.

More than 70% of the island's topography is mountainous and hilly, and in a deep mountain outside of Tokyo, Rin Kamiya walks along the mountain road to the gate of a shrine with only three old-fashioned bungalows behind the gate, and there is a water intake in the middle, and the spring water brought in from the mountain is filled with bamboo tubes and flows into the sink.

In the house, he changed into a white and red hakama costume and tied his long hair into a retro hairstyle, Rin Kamiya re-enshrined the two swords back in front of the fox statue in the main house, his image is a snow-white and transparent silver fox, and the name is written under the statue seat - Jade White Damyojin.

Rin Kamiya, who lit sandalwood incense and sat on the ground, closed his eyes and began to speak.

"Lord Yubai, another crusade against a troublemaker, their frequency is getting higher and higher."

"Do you see anything out of the ordinary, boy? Is it possible to serve as a divine envoy? ”

"I see, let's continue to observe, anyway, the barrier is completely unsealed, and..."

Her shadow was reflected on the snow-white statue of the fox, and in a trance, the fox's tail hair moved.