"Let's get started already!" Sendou said impatiently.
"We still have to wait a little longer!"
"The players haven't even come out to warm up yet!"
"The game starts at ten. There's still plenty of time!" Watanabe-senpai said with a smile, trying to reassure him.
Sendou opened a bag of melon seeds...
"Were those scissors you made aimed at Narumiya-kun and Mishima-kun?"
"You're pretty cute, aren't you?" Senior Sachiko teased.
"Those two are too easy to deal with!"
"The others are too troublesome!"
"So it was because you thought they were troublesome!" Senior Sachiko said disappointedly.
"Then what did Sachiko think it was?"
"I thought your inner child had come out and you felt like playing!"
"Do you take me for an elementary schooler?!"
"Sa...nada-kun!!"
"He really is popular, isn't he?"
"Senior Sanada!"
"Yeah!"
Hearing girls calling out from outside the field, several first-year substitutes on the bench began chatting.
"There are really a lot of people here!"
"One person probably pays around fifteen hundred yen, right?" Raizo Todoroki said frivolously as he looked at the lively scene.
"No matter how many spectators come, it has nothing to do with us," Sanada said with a smile.
"I could set up some stalls!"
"Special Todoroki-style fried soba, eight hundred yen... What do you think?" Raizo Todoroki said with a grin as he turned around.
"Does it come with any ingredients?" Sanada mocked his miserly coach.
"Don't worry about those little details!" Raizo Todoroki said cheerfully.
"That's exactly what we should be worrying about!" Sanada retorted.
Raizo Todoroki turned away as though he had heard nothing.
"By the way, Mishima-zai seemed to be calling for Sendou earlier!"
"Did that kid come to watch the game?"
"Today's a school day. He really does whatever he wants!" Just as Sanada thought he would not