Irie Kanata's eyes were slightly absent-minded, and he murmured: "It's really...a beautiful goal."

He admired the ball and didn't want to think about anything. He just wanted to watch the ball quietly.

At the same time, his heart was filled with a trace of regret, because he knew that this beautiful goal was destined to be imperfect, because it was destined not to achieve the perfect result, because its opponent was Shuji Taneshima.

When no one noticed, Shuji Taneshima raised his racket.

"Bang!"

"Da da da."

The tennis ball bounced gently in front of Hata Souji's net, and finally stopped weakly on the ground.

The originally majestic atmosphere on the field came to a halt for an instant, and the sudden change caught people off guard, like a lump in their throats.

It was as if no breath came through.

Shuji Taneshima looked at the slightly tired-looking Hata Souji with a faint smile.

"I understand what you mean, so I'll let you take a look."

As soon as he saw the words, his expression suddenly changed, becoming extremely serious and focused.
Chapter completed!