Ego Jinpachi adjusted his glasses,
"I'm not planning to announce the annual salaries for this match."
"What?"
"Because I said that the National Team roster would be decided by the top twenty-three players with the highest annual salaries. But if some people see that there's too large a gap between their salary and everyone else's and give up on themselves, then it won't be interesting. Besides, isn't it more dramatic to announce them at the very last moment?"
Ego Jinpachi adjusted his glasses and said with a smile,
"When the final salaries are announced, it'll also be broadcast live worldwide!"
"You bastard! I'll kill you!"
"Alright, alright. Today's match is over, so that's all for now. Get some good rest and wait for the other groups' matches to end—"
Ego Jinpachi said nothing more, and the giant screen immediately dimmed.
"Then let's head back!"
"We won every match in the round robin! Let's celebrate properly tonight!"
"Yay!"
That night, the Bayern Munich players threw a wild celebration in the building, and Ego Jinpachi had prepared an extremely lavish and sumptuous dinner for them.
After they finished eating and celebrating, Kira Ryosuke's terminal rang—
It was Noah.
Noah asked Kira Ryosuke to meet him in the coaches' room.
After greeting his teammates, Kira Ryosuke went straight to Noah's room. Noah was sitting in a chair with his arms folded across his chest, his gaze immediately focusing on Kira Ryosuke.
"Have a seat, Kira!"
Although Noah looked extremely serious, his tone was much gentler than before.
"Senior Noah, may I ask why you wanted to see me?"
"Your matches are over, so my work as a coach is finished as well. This time, I'll return all the payment Blue Lock gave me. After all, as a coach, I didn't really do