Kira Ryosuke immediately apologized.
"Oh, it's fine. It was my fault. I wasn't watching where I was going when I came out. This should be the entrance, right? I went the wrong way."
The person replied in a somewhat languid tone.
"That's good, then. I'll take my leave."
Kira Ryosuke felt that the other person's appearance seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. However, he did not think much of it. He simply started walking again, jogging toward the venue where Seirin was about to play.
The tall man, meanwhile, stared blankly at Kira Ryosuke's departing figure, a trace of surprise seeming to show in his eyes.
"Hey, Murasakiibara, you went to the wrong place again, didn't you?"
Just then, a dark-skinned boy hurried over from another direction, apparently coming to urge the other person along.
"Sorry, I went to the wrong venue just now, so I had to turn back the way I came. I almost got knocked over by that person, the one who just walked away."
"You really are hopeless with directions... And what are you talking about? You getting knocked over by someone else? You've got to be kidding! That person was a head shorter than you!"
"No, it really happened."
Murasakiibara Atsushi looked again in the direction Kira Ryosuke had gone. He found it hard to believe himself, but in that instant just now, he had felt for the first time as if he had collided with a massive boulder.
Kira Ryosuke soon arrived at the venue. He handed the protective gear he had bought to the members of Seirin and informed the players of some of the underhanded tactics Kirisaki Daiichi might use, telling them to be especially careful.
With their precautions, along with the protective gear, the Seirin players'