บท 489: The way forward (1)

After practice, Ken walked up to the coach who was busy making some notes on his clipboard. The man looked the same as ever with his 5 o'clock shadow and messy hair, making it look like he'd just woken up.

"Coach, have you got some time?"

"Mmm? Don't tell me you want some more training?" He asked, feeling a headache coming on.

He had PTSD from all of the extra training this stubborn player had asked ever since joining the club. Not only did he have to create the training plans, he also had to put in overtime to administer it.

"Ah… Sort of." Ken admitted.

"Haaaah."

Seiji let out a dramatic sigh, silently saying goodbye to all of his remaining free time. He had thought he might get a break since there weren't any tournaments for a while.

Ken found the coach's reaction to be rather amusing, but he quickly got on topic.

"As I'm sure you've noticed, I've gone backwards in form lately."