"Master Jingguang."

After the victory today, the Karasuno team went out to have a big meal together. Coach Wu Yangyang directed the bitter-faced coach Wu Yang to pay the bill.

However, any discerning person could see that Wu Yangxi was happy and joyful underneath his "distress and complaints".

After eating and drinking, everyone prepared to go back to the hotel to rest. After all, there would be semi-finals and finals tomorrow. When he thought of this, Daichi Sawamura felt under a lot of pressure.

Just after leaving the hotel, Hinata Kageyama and others who were walking in front did not notice it, but Sawamura Daichi clearly saw that Atobe Keimitsu slowed down his pace, and the slight smile on his face also visibly disappeared.

A middle-aged man in black clothes and sunglasses approached Jingguang.

Sawamura Daichi's body moved faster than his brain to protect his junior behind him. After he knew that the man in front of him had stopped and kept a certain distance from them, he recalled the whisper just now, and then he realized belatedly that he should be acquainted with Atobe.

but......

What did he just shout?

"Master???"

Not only him, but also Ueya Keishin, Sugawara Koji and others curiously poked their heads out. For a moment, several pairs of eyes looked back and forth between the man in black and Jingguang.

His eyes are full of curiosity and desire to eat melon.

Jingguang glanced at them speechlessly, then nodded to the man: "Long time no see, Mr. Oda."

Judging from his appearance, he must have been waiting for him outside. It seemed that his father already knew his whereabouts. "Did your father ask you to come?"

"Yes, young master."

Bodyguard Oda thought for a moment and added, "That's not what the young master said."

Atobe Keigo never said anything to the master. It was the master who heard from a friend that the young master was on TV, so he sent him to find him.

Jingguang was silent for a moment.

He exhaled lightly, and then waved to the middle-aged man who was hiding behind the railing not far away and wrapped himself up tightly, "Come out."

Everything is clear to see.

Besides, father, you are the head of the family, the head of the clan, and the director of the company.

Don't act like a stalker, okay?

Looking around, passers-by were all suspicious and wanted to call the police.

When Shinichi Atobe saw that he was discovered, he was incredulous at first: Impossible, I hid so well, how could I be discovered? ? ?

This thought quickly disappeared, and was replaced by: Brat, your eyes are still so sharp!

The eyes of these two boys in my family are so sharp that they are not like normal people. I don’t know who they take after?

Well, it must be because of my cleverness and wisdom.

He approached stealthily, removing his "disguise" as he waited to be discovered.

Everyone in Karasuno stared in amazement at the man who was wrapped tightly in a black windbreaker, a black scarf, a black hat, and black sunglasses.

The same impolite thought came to everyone's mind: He doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

Jingguang looked at his father speechlessly. After removing the scarf that covered almost half of his face, he was still wearing a mask underneath???

This camouflage technology...

Father, you should make money to support the family.

If you need to disguise yourself or collect information in the future, let me do it.

Jingguang: I don't want to go deep into the kidnappers' den to save my father at such a young age.

I don’t even want to go to the police station to pick up a “kidnapper” or a “stalker”.

He is still young and wants to go to school.

But if my brother is going to go deep into the tiger's den, then it's better to just forget about it.

Perhaps it was because he saw the disdain in the eyes of his youngest son whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Shinichi Atobe coughed awkwardly and quickly took off his disguise. Without his sunglasses, scarf and mask, he looked a little timid because he was afraid of being discovered.

Shinichi Atobe quickly regained his former momentum.

The young men were all surprised to see the middle-aged man who had just dressed like a wanted criminal transform into a wealthy and imposing old man in the blink of an eye.

Do rich people like to play like this?