Miss a shot

"The game's over, isn't it?" Efrain from the side of the field comes over with a smile on his back.

Coach Gideon, who was wearing the NO.4 badge on the newcomer's lapel, agreed to this without any argument, smiling in a way that made it hard to tell what he was thinking.

"Yeah." The NO.3 next to him, Watanabe, replied with a smooth smile.

The others are back with their badges, but... There's one missing.

Nathan didn't answer, he just gripped his racket tightly, stared in the direction of the ball, and hit it back without hesitation.

However, the strength of his opponent didn't make Nathan flinch or hesitate, but rather, he became more and more excited by this powerful stimulus.

If that's true, then this little guy, Nathan, is even more interesting than he thought.

"Huh?" Nathan looked up.

"Is it the coaches' idea to have people from each stadium come out to greet you on the way?" The No. 1 of the Japanese Expedition Team, and truly the strongest person in this training program,