The next few days passed quickly. All the hype about Europe had already died down at this point, especially since Warka didn't really offer anything other than its quiet surroundings that would drive people crazy on their third day.
Still, the players were focused, trying to adapt to the environment while also sharpening their edge before the tournament began.
"Come on, Kawabe! Get faster! No opponent players would wait and let you think!"
"Miyashiro, don't just disappear so quickly! Make sure that your teammates can see where you are trying to go!"
"Nakamura! Be more active! If you don't even show any spirit to fight, just sit your ass down and let the others take over!"
In the training session, the head coach's voice still echoed throughout the whole pitch. Poor man, he was so dedicated that his voice turned hoarse after the first few days of the camp. Well, it couldn't be helped, since their opponents were quite troublesome from the beginning of the tournament.
