As Bismarck and Sefried stepped onto the court, Germany's captain, Polk, came over to Tezuka in person.
He knew that the promise he had made—and the matter he had kept under wraps—would finally have to be fulfilled.
"Good match, Kunimitsu..."
"Also, I agree to your request to go pro after the World Cup, as you mentioned before. I'll have Sigmund Pharmaceutical recommend and sponsor you!"
Polk looked at Tezuka's calm, composed face, his eyes full of admiration.
This young man from Japan was even more impressive than he had expected.
His understanding of tennis systems and the path forward in the sport even aligned with Polk's own.
Looking at Tezuka, Polk felt as though he were looking at another version of himself.
"Thank you for your support. And thank you for taking care of me."
Tezuka was slightly taken aback. Even he couldn't help feeling a little excited, and he immediately expressed his gratitude.
Tezuka wasn't just being polite, either. Polk's guidance in developing and refining his tennis system, along with the tailored training, had truly played a crucial role.
"Good. Let's keep watching the match!"
"Hmph! And who are you? What happened to that guy from your Japan Team who played in the exhibition match? Is he scared and afraid to come out, so you sent some nobody in his place?"
On the court, Sefried was clearly displeased to see that Duke Watanabe's partner wasn't Fuji Shusuke.
He'd spent so long preparing for this rematch against the Japan Team.
He hadn't expected to get a chance to play only one of them.
"Puri! My name is Niou Masaharu. If you want another match against him, I can do you the favor of making that happen!"
Niou didn't care about Sefried's attitude or his disregard. Instead, he tugged at his