Fuji Shusuke looked at Tezuka, who was wearing a Seigaku uniform, carrying a tennis bag and luggage, and walked over to him, and whispered, "Can you... play a game with me, Tezuka?"

Let's play one last game before you leave.

Tezuka Kunimitsu was stunned for a moment and nodded.

The two came to an empty court and started the game.

Kunimitsu Tezuka's tennis was as straightforward and calm as ever, without any slacking off. Even when facing his teammates, he still gave his all.

On the sidelines, Kikumaru Eiji was puzzled, "Why, Fuji? Even if we play this game..."

He looked worriedly at the two people who were trying their best on the field. Fuji was clearly at a disadvantage. "You clearly know that it is impossible for you to defeat Tezuka now. Why are you so obsessed with this game?"

Someone as smart as Bu Er should be very clear about this, right?

......

Half an hour later,

Kunimitsu Tezuka left the training camp gate.

Fuji Shusuke didn't go to see him off. He lay on the court, raised his hands to cover his blue eyes, and straightened the corners of his mouth, rarely showing any smile.

At this moment, his expression was expressionless, just like Tezuka Kunimitsu's usual expression.

The fiery red maple leaves were carried by the wind, circling and falling beside him, as if wanting to comfort him.

She is indeed the darling of the wind.

Tezuka, no matter what you do, you are always one step ahead of me.

It was so in the past and it is so now.

You always move forward one step ahead of me, be brave one step ahead of me, evolve one step ahead of me, and enter the professional world one step ahead of me.

Ah... the sunlight is so dazzling...

It hurts my eyes a bit...

Clear, crystal clear drops of water slid down from the corners of the boy's eyes.

In his mind, the figure of Tezuka who had just left kept appearing, getting smaller and farther away, but always very clear.

One day,

Tezuka,

He stood up and grabbed the racket with "F" printed on it, his eyes determined.

I will definitely catch up with you and...surpass you!

On the other side of the court, the doubles team of Kyushu's duo met the doubles team of their former seniors and was defeated by the synchronized resonance.

The current situation is 2 wins and 2 losses.

In the last match, Atobe fights against a high school student with orange curly hair and glasses.

It was the guy named Irie Kanata whom I met on the first day.

"The winner is Hyotei! The winner is Atobe!"

"The winner is Hyotei, the winner is Atobe..."

Jingguang looked towards the junior high school stands in surprise. There, all the junior high school students were cheering for their brother.

Different people, in unison, supported Atobe Keigo with full of expectation.

"elder brother......"

That’s amazing.

He clenched his fists. Could he really continue to be with his brother if he was so careless about tennis?

He knew that the so-called U17 could not stop his brother's pace.

And he will eventually be left behind.

It's time,

It's time to make a decision.

He knew, he had always known,

only,

Now, there are more important things to do.

"The winner is Hyotei, the winner is Atobe."

He murmured softly, his voice blending into the shouts of the makeshift cheerleading team, making it inconspicuous.

However, he cheered for his brother from the bottom of his heart. No matter when, Atobe Keigo would always shine in his heart.