there,

"Atobe, as the organizer and initiator of the event, why do you have to be the last to appear?"

Fuji Shusuke looked at the people who seemed to be walking on the red carpet and said with a smile.

Atobe Keigo walked over, looking superior. Everyone didn't know if they were used to it, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Isn't this the style of the young master that he has always been ostentatious?

If one day Tezuka stopped making a big splash, they would start to worry and suspect whether Tezuka was kidnapped or impersonated, or whether something happened to Tezuka's family.

The most attractive thing about Keigo Atobe is that he is so high and mighty that he never makes people feel disgusted or resentful.

"Ah well, the important king must appear last. I am not an ordinary character like you."

Mr. Atobe snapped his fingers, chuckled, raised his chin and said defiantly.

"Yes, yes, yes! So, honorable Atobe-sama, if you don't go in now, you will be late."

Under everyone's gaze and expectations, Yuushi Oshizuka reluctantly stepped forward and half-pushed and half-pulled the person away.

I still want to give Jingguang a surprise, but if I keep being so ostentatious, there will be no point in giving him a surprise.

Atobe Keigo glanced at him, and obviously thought of this, so he didn't care about someone's audacious behavior.

"Let's go too."

"Well, Yukimura-kun looks like he's looking forward to it."

Or rather, I can't wait any longer.

Fuji Shusuke's mind turned and many guesses flashed through his mind.

Yukimura Seiichi and Fuji Shusuke looked at each other, and the two equally sinister people nodded at each other with a smile, and followed in together.

The players from the three schools behind him also followed obediently.

However, everyone unanimously kept the secret from Jingguang, and no one told Jingguang that they were coming to watch his game.

All three parties wanted to give him a surprise.

Those who were sent by Tezuka himself to pick up the people were all old rivals and old acquaintances.

Even people like Hiyoshi Wakaba, Houchotaro, and Kirihara Akaya from the third grade of junior high school were brought here.

Tezuka is still in Germany and Echizen Ryoma is in the United States.

There’s no way, those two people can’t come.

Inside the stadium, Jingguang, who was completely unaware of Atobe's arrival, was standing on the field, concentrating fully.

"I knew we would have a fight eventually, Tetsuya."

After all, you've never been one to give up easily, Tetsuya.

“Finally, it’s the finals.”

Himuro Tatsuya whispered.

"Tetsuya..."

Aomine Daiki looked at Kuroko Tetsuya on the field with a serious expression, and his eyes never left the two teams confronting each other on the field.

Tao Jing Wuyue was very excited: "Come on, Tetsu-kun, Tetsu-kun will win~~"

Finally, she no longer has to hesitate between Zhejun and her own team, and she can finally cheer for her beloved Zhejun openly.

Tao Jing Wu Yue's passionate voice made Qing Feng Dai Hui beside him couldn't help but cover his ears with one hand, saying in disgust: "Wu Yue, you are so noisy."

"Red boy."

Murasakibara Atsushi's gaze fell on Akashi. He still remembered the crushing defeat he suffered to Akashi.

He didn't think that Hei Zai could defeat Chi Zai.

but,

He had also fought with those two men. When facing Hei Zai and Huo Shen, he inexplicably felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

The combination of those two is indeed tricky.

Chizai, you should be... okay.

......

On the field,

Kuroko Tetsuya looked at Akashi, and for a moment, the three years of junior high school flashed through his mind.

From meeting each other to fighting together, and then to parting ways with each other.