The next morning,

Jingguang arrived at the stadium early.

"Jingguang, are you okay? Do you want to rest for a while?"

"Well, brother, I'm fine now."

Just an hour ago, Jing Guang woke up slowly.

"Student, are you okay?" The teacher in the infirmary was a kind middle-aged man. He asked the boy who had woken up on the bed in a gentle tone.

He is a rare child who is very calm and sober.

Normal children would be more or less dazed or confused when they wake up in the morning, but this child was not like that.

It is very rare to be awake the moment you open your eyes.

"Did I faint yesterday? Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome. Your friend applied medicine to your wrist and it seems to be working well. I didn't do anything extra. You should remember to thank him."

Jingguang looked at his arm and nodded.

He was very familiar with the smell of this ointment, so he knew who it was.

"I'm fine now. I'll take my leave now."

The doctor's attempts to persuade him to stay were ineffective, and since there was really nothing wrong with the child, he let him go.

Jingguang was also able to reunite with his brother.

"Kagemitsu."

Yukimura Seiichi is here too.

"Jingshi, thank you too."

"You're welcome. That's all thanks to you."

While several people were talking,

"Hey, fellow junior high school students, how are you?"

"ah!"

There were crashing sounds and screams coming from the radio.

“Ahh! It hurts! Really…”

Kamio looked up curiously, "Who is that?"

Kikumaru Eiji saw the person coming out and said, "So tall~"

He was right; the man looked to be a head taller than the door frame.

When he walked out, he was holding a loudspeaker in his right hand and covering his forehead with his left hand. There were visible red marks of collision on his forehead.

Inui Sadaharu said, "It looks like he should be 216 centimeters."

"Haha~ You actually banged your head against the door frame. What a reckless person."

The man stood in front of the railing, his tall body standing high against the light, like a giant.

"Good morning, everyone."

The man raised the megaphone and introduced himself: "I am the spiritual coach of the under seventeen (U17) team."

"coach?"

"Yes, my name is Saito."

Perhaps he could see the contestants' confusion, so the visitor smiled and looked calm, which made many people feel relieved.

This coach doesn't seem difficult to get along with, although he looks a little dull.

Coach Saito first affirmed the strength of all the junior high school students, "Well, I have watched the previous competitions you participated in, and it seems that you are all stronger than the level of junior high school students."

Many of the junior high school students had smiles and pride on their faces, except for some innocent teenagers. There were also a few who did not change their expressions but still did not let down their guard.

Jingguang narrowed his eyes and looked at Coach Saito. Hearing the smile in his tone, he could imagine the expression on his face, and his vigilance increased significantly.

The distance was too far and the light was against his face so he couldn't see the man's specific expression, but he inexplicably had a bad feeling.

The next second, I heard the coach say:

"Of course, if we strengthen our spiritual level, we can become even stronger!"