Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

You can stay in hotels with single rooms, so there is no need to squeeze into dormitories here.

Of course, the main reason is that he doesn’t want to live here anymore!

This place——

Makes him sick to his stomach!

"Why is Nioh-senpai feeling so unhappy?" As soon as Kirihara finished speaking, he saw a figure standing at the gate.

"Hey, isn't that Coach Kurobe? Why is he here?"

Kirihara blinked. He was still very unfamiliar with this coach.

"Don't worry, you guys pack your things first -"

Nioh doesn’t want to talk to this person now, but...

As soon as he approached, he heard Coach Kurobe's slightly apologetic voice, "Nioh-kun, I'm sorry... about this..."

"I know, there are force majeure factors, right?!"

Nioh sneered, at this moment, facing the words he said before. Niou only felt extremely ridiculed, "It's okay, we are used to this world, there are always unfair places..."

The reason why Li Hai didn't take the initiative to cause trouble now was because he just wanted to finish this last national competition and realize his last dream.

After that, the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to swim. Nothing can stop Li Hai's crazy steps!

He didn't know what Coach Kurobe was here for, but——

"Don't worry, I won't tell other members what I know."

There is still a long way to go in the future, but he still understands the principle of keeping a thin line in life so that we can meet each other easily in the future.

"I'm going to let you down this time -" Coach Kurobe clenched his fists where Nioh couldn't see him. This time he lost the trust of the tennis players.

Next time he will win it back in his own way!

And that won’t be long—

"I promise you - I won't let you down again!"

This world always has its own laws, and you will never miss what should be implemented.

……

"What did he say to you?" After packing their things, everyone in the Rikkai community who passed by Coach Kurobe could feel his slightly heavy mouth.

"I said something - nothing important!" Nioh chuckled. "Okay? We're ready to go!"

The door of the hotel closest to tomorrow's competition venue is open to them. They can go and have a good sleep, and then fall asleep to welcome tomorrow's competition.

The top players at Tatekai who entered the trials this time were Sanada, Yanagi, Kirihara, and Marui.

I don’t know what criteria they were selected according to, but there are many...

Whether he can play in the end depends on the specific situation of the game.

The news received here is that 16 members were selected from the beginning, and one of the two was chosen to compete in the end.

"This still depends on luck..." Liu complained, without saying who would definitely get it.

"That's right...this is the biggest space for movement!" Nioh sneered, holding his shoulders, but who can do anything? There are so many people in Kanto and Kansai, so there is nothing wrong with doing this.

"We don't have to think so much -"

No matter what, the most important thing to them is still the national competition.

"Okay, let's go back and rest first——"

It is useless to dwell on these questions.

"Lord, we heard that you have a competition tomorrow!"

In the hotel, Nioh had just finished packing his things when he received a call from home.

"Well, who on earth told me about this!" Nioh chuckled. He just wanted to train outside for a few days and didn't say when he would compete.

"Hey, Brother Yaoyan told us!" The young male voice on the other end of the phone happily exposed the culprit.

"He said he's going to fly back tomorrow too—"

"Really?" Nioh deliberately didn't answer the children's words because he didn't love them, but he had to practice their daily social skills.

"Well, my lord..." Xiaodantao hesitated, but Nioh did not urge him.

Listen to him quietly.

until--

"My lord, we want to watch your game tomorrow, is that okay?"

Until the originally nervous children are mentally prepared.

Nioh responded with a smile, "Of course, the venue tomorrow will be big anyway, so if you want to come, come. If you are there to cheer me on, my friends will definitely work harder!"

"Hey, my lord, aren't you going to participate in the competition?" Xiao Dandao was confused.

"Because I'm the coach, I'm one level higher than them!" Nioh was super proud, and this pride also infected the little dagger opposite.

"Well, my lord is always the best!"

Nioh:......

What kind of feeling is it to have your own child at your best!

"Okay, I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow." The little daggers on the opposite side excitedly said good night to Niou before hanging up the phone.

As for Niou, while he breathed a sigh of relief, he also murmured in his heart.

Why does it feel like everyone is coming tomorrow?

Not only his knives, when he first arrived at the hotel, Yukimura called him and said he would come back tomorrow.

By the way, I also brought back another person——

Isn’t this a bit too crowded?

Nioh murmured in his heart. Generally speaking, would something happen in such a big scene?

Niou lowered his eyes and ignored it.

No matter what happens, he has made all preparations to be able to see the storm coming.

the next day--

On this day, unlike the violent storm Nioh had imagined, the sky was clear and the air seemed fresher and more natural than before.

Taking a breath of pure air on the high-altitude floor, everyone carried their tennis bags and headed to the meeting point with great interest.

Thanks to Nioh-senpai's convenience, they were able to sleep for half an hour longer and feel full of energy.

There was already a sea of ​​people outside the venue.

After all, the publicity was good, and the momentum of a inheritance battle made many people willing to buy tickets to enter the venue.

When Nioh took a quick look, he saw that there were many middle-aged people. It seemed that they were encouraged by this gimmick and wanted to see the elegance of the Echizen family back then.

Haha - boring!

To be honest, the level of Echizen Ryoma's current routine is really not suitable for performing in front of everyone.

Anyone who is professional can see that his way of playing is completely derived from his father's meeting with Nanjiro Supremacy. There is no innovation or detachment...

Exhibition matches are okay, but in my heart——

Whoever sees knows it!

The dozen or so students who were drawn out of the competition were asked to gather in the conference room individually.

After greeting his daggers, katana, and tachi swordsmen across the distant crowd, the other members of Tatekai Dai watched as they sat down in their seats, and Nioh began to do his work.

As a substitute coach, he also has to work with the coaches to prepare other members.

Commonly known as - doing chores for the coaching members!

But he has many acquaintances here, so the handyman is willing to do it...

not to mention--

"I really didn't expect to come back again and you are already the coach!"

The purple-haired young man teased with a smile.