At eight-thirty in the evening, the inn where the Shohoku Team was staying was brightly lit.
Having just finished their showers after training, the players gathered in the living room in small groups. Some watched TV, while others played poker out of sheer boredom, but everyone knew in their hearts that tomorrow's opponent was not someone to be taken lightly.
The door of the room was pushed open gently, and Shin Saionji walked in, wearing athletic wear with a towel draped around his neck.
Chapter 64