"Delacroix, why are you here? "

Hiiragi left on the front foot at night, and someone found the boy on the back foot.

And the person who found a teenager is also a handsome guy.

He was about a year older than the boy named Delacroix.

Unlike Delacroix, who was full of art, the handsome guy later seemed very calm and reliable.

"Uh, nothing. "

I

don't know if I think it's unnecessary, or if I think it's rejected and I lose face.

The devil sent the gods, and Delacroix didn't tell the truth.

"Let's go, the game is about to begin. "

The handsome guy grabbed Delacroix and hurried out of the tennis court.

"Okay. "

One last glance in the direction of Hiiragi, Delacroix followed his companion away.

......

"Germany. "

"Germany. "

"Switzerland. "

"Spain. "

"France. "

What Hiiragi didn't know was that she was blind.

His so-called "passerby role" is actually a member of the French U-17 team, the world's greatest player in tennis.

Of course, the current Delacroix is only a reserve, not an official player.

At this time, Hiiragi was in the U-17 World Cup at night, watching the games of the U-17 teams of various countries.

The competition venue was crowded with people, and the atmosphere was extremely hot.

The spectator seats at each course are full, including the venues of the lower-ranked teams.

"Audience, there is fun for the audience. "

Hiiragi doesn't stay in one place at night, but shuttles from one course to the other.

His main targets are the German Under-17 team

and the Swiss Under-17 team.

If you happen to encounter a strong showdown, it will benefit a lot for the current Hiiragi night.

His luck was average, neither good nor bad.

After a few hours of looking, I didn't see any "acquaintances", but I had a lot of gains.

In the evening, on a bustling street in Paris.

"Tomorrow the group stage will be over, and the Neon and France matches will be ...... on this day

".

After watching the game, Hiiragi left the competition venue directly.

The hotel where he stayed was not far from the stadium, only a few dozen minutes away.

Hiiragi Hakurei is moving forward slowly while reviewing the plot of the Prince of Tennis.

Tomorrow is the last day of the U-17 World Cup - group stage.

Of the 32 teams, half will advance to the knockout stage, while the other half will reach the round of 16.

It's a matter of ranking and whether your team advances or not, and no team dares to slack off.

Therefore, the competition will be extremely intense.

At the moment of the important day, Hakuri Hiiragi is thinking about the night, but it is not about the game.

He is the only one who knows that tomorrow outside the arena, there will be an accident that will not have a small impact.

......

For the sake of convenience and standardization, the organizers of the U-17 World Cup have specially prepared a place for the participating teams to rest, train, etc.

The interior of the premises is divided into thirty-two zones, each belonging to a team.

Its name is the Players' Village.

Since they are all "neighbors", it is not uncommon for players from each team to come across each other when they go out or return.

If you happen to bump into each other, a silent or simple hello is the best response for the players.

The vast majority of players do this to avoid unnecessary incidents.

Unfortunately, there are always exceptions.

Outside the resort grounds.

At this moment, two people encountered at the entrance.

On one side is the absolute powerhouse, the French U-17 team.

On the other hand, there is the "weak" Neon U-17 team.

Originally, the encounter between the two teams was not a big deal.

Unfortunately, the Neon U-17

team and the French U-17 team will face each other in the final group stage tomorrow

As a result, the rich smell of gunpowder emerged.

"Hello. "

Out of politeness and grace, the coach of the French U-17 team took the initiative to greet him.

"Hello. "

Mifune nodded and responded.

"It's rude. "

After saying hello, the coach of Mifune Irimichi and the French U-17 team was preparing to lead the team back to the resort.

A soft complaint reached the ears of everyone present.

"Huh?".

Hearing the complaint, the faces of everyone in the French U-17 team changed in unison.

Because, the one who speaks is the one in their ranks.

"Huh. "

Surprisingly, Mifune Norido smiled indifferently and didn't get angry.

"I'm sorry, but the young man is not sensible, please understand. "

When your own players make mistakes, you have to bear them as a coach.

In fact, the coach of the French U-17 team also felt that Mifune's entry was rude.

In the tennis world, the strong are respected.

The world's top-ranked French U-17 team took the initiative to greet a team like the Neon U-17 team that had not even entered the knockout round, which had already given enough face.

As a result, Mifune's reaction was neither salty nor light, and he also spat out alcohol.

It's completely understandable that their own team members are angry.

To put it mildly, the coach of the French U-17 team doesn't quite understand why Mifune Irimichi can be the coach of the Neon U-17 team.

In other words, the Neon U-17 team even used Mifune to enter the road, and the poor results were not for nothing.

However, there are some things that can be said in private.

When put on the surface, it is rude.

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