Still "Oh"?!

The underworld is stuffy.

"Kagemitsu, Oshitari just said that he made a bet with Atobe. If you lose, Atobe will drink Seigaku's dry juice."

When Meido Ryo saw Inui Sadaharu of Seigaku, his eyes lit up and he shouted towards the field.

"Don't worry, brother. And, Oshitari Yuushi, remember this, you will have this chance."

Drink that dry juice or something.

Atobe Keimitsu on the field suddenly spoke, although he didn't even turn his head, and was busy returning Kirihara's knuckle serve.

“…”I’m sorry, I was wrong.

Oshitari Yuushi muted his microphone manually, then looked pitifully at the laughing Atobe Keigo beside him: "Atobe..." Young Master, please have pity on me~

"Ah well, you deserve it."

Atobe Keigo tried hard to suppress the smile on his face.

The slender index finger touched the teardrop mole and looked at the bitter-faced Oshitari with sympathy.

Jingguang's "Don't worry" is telling himself that he won't lose.

There will be a chance...

Ah,

Good luck, Oshitari Yuushi-san.

Inui Sadaharu was stunned for a second, then he pushed up his glasses and took out a bottle with "Inui Juice" written on it from somewhere.

Enthusiastic recommendation: "Oshitaki, do you want to try it? This is my newly developed purple vinegar~"

"No, thank you. I'll keep it for your own enjoyment."

Oshitari Yuushi declined the offer three times.

In just a short while, Kirihara Aka on the field was forced by Jingguang to go from the red-eye state back to the "black-eye" state with black eyes in front of his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and held on for a while, then his eyes rolled back and he fainted on the ground.

"......"

Everyone stared in amazement as Atobe Kagemitsu played Kirihara Kaikon all over the field for nearly 35 minutes, but the opponent didn't get a single ball out of his hands...

"Hiss——Atobe Kagemitsu, isn't that too scary?"

Kikumaru Eiji bit his hand and took a breath.

"Feng, move him to the chair and let him sleep for a while. He will be able to wake up after the next fight."

"Oh, okay."

Feng and Minghu obediently stepped forward to act as porters.

"Next, Sengoku Kiyomizu."

Twenty-five minutes later,

"Next, Takahisa Kajimoto."

Twenty-five minutes later,

"Oishi Shuichiro."

"Ah, yes, then... you're welcome."

"......"

Twenty minutes later,

"Next, Kikumaru Eiji."

Twenty minutes later,

"Momoshiro Takeshi."

Fifteen minutes later,

"Next, Kamio."

"Ah, you don't need it?"

"Come on, if you don't fight a game, how do you know where your flaws are?"

Yanagi Renji and Inui Sadaharu reacted almost at the same time. "His match just now was not just about defeating them and making them run all over the field. He used enhanced basic moves against different people. He was collecting their conditions and weaknesses on the field."

Ten minutes later,

"Echizen Ryoma."

Forty minutes later,

Atobe Kagemitsu gathered everyone together, "Alright, I have a rough idea of ​​your abilities. Now, does anyone still have questions about me and Tezuka as coaches?"

Echizen Ryoma, who was sweating all over, was supported by Kikumaru and Momoshiro and looked at the person in front of him.

"You are, what kind of monster? A devil?"

After playing for such a long time, they still had to mobilize people to run around.

I was running all over the field, but I don’t look tired at all?

Atobe Kagemitsu wiped the sweat from his forehead and chin and took in everyone's physical recovery.

"Any comments?"

"No."

"Let's go, Oshitari."

Atobe Keigo, who was watching on the sidelines, had admired his brother's heroic performance enough and turned away contentedly.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Ozuki Yuushi is looking forward to it, but what will happen when Jingguang comes to his senses and remembers what Meido said?

The devil coach Jingguang officially took office.