Koutaro Seiomi didn't speak, but he gazed with greedy eyes at the locker in front of him, and reached out to touch the empty nameplate's spot—
He couldn't wait to start his high school career!!!
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Tokyo, near an office building in a set-menu restaurant.
It's lunchtime, and the small restaurant is now bustling with noise. Office workers are using this short lunch break to recharge, and today, almost everyone's topic revolves around last night's match.
"Boss, your son was extraordinary in last night's game!" Yamamoto said, eyeing the department chief, Lin, while scooping a mouthful of rice, his eyes sparkling. "21 strikeouts! My goodness, I thought they made a mistake with the data when I first saw the news!"
A young female employee at a nearby table couldn't help but join the discussion: "My dad is a Hanshin fan, he ended up turning off the TV halfway through last night's game and was too upset to sleep well."
She said this with a laugh.
