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Commie

eli

The zipper was up top, but the fly was wide open!

Someone pointed it out, but I ignored them.

I was like that for almost four hours after second period ended.

It was like that after the end of second period for almost four hours.

And nobody told me!

No one said a thing to me the whole time!

Ain't that funny, Smile?

Yeah, it's funny.

You seriously never smile.

You seriously never smile, man.

Where's Peco today?

Where's Peco?

Dunno.

If he's not here, Oota will start griping again.

If he's not here, Ota-san will start griping again.

Yeah, you two are a thorn in his side.

You two are like thorns in his side. You know that, right?

Do you get that?

Whatever.

C'mon, man! Peco only listens to you, and thanks to Peco, we're—

C'mon, man! You're the only one Peco listens to.

Because of Peco, we're—

Hey, first-years! Quit flapping your gums!

The third-years are here!

Yes, sir!

Yes, sir.

Tsukimoto Makoto (Smile) Right shakehand\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

Pips-in, both sides Attacking chopper\h

Come on! Let me hear you, first-years!

Captain Yamada.

What is it?

Has that chopper with the glasses always been on our team?

What are you talking about?

He's one of the two up-and-comers who joined this year.

The other's skipping practice.

The other one's skipping practice.

Please, Mr. Koizumi, give him a talking-to.

You should scold him a bit, Koizumi-sensei.

The penhold kid with the bowl cut?

Yes.

That's him.

If he doesn't wanna practice, get him to quit.

If he doesn't wanna practice, just tell him to quit.

We can't do that.

He's our star player.

What about Mr. Glasses over there?

Tsukimoto's good, for sure.

He's no match for Hoshino, though.

But he's no match for Hoshino.

You're kidding...

Peco's probably at the table tennis hall near Odakyuu Station.

Peco's probably at the table tennis hall near Odakyu Station.

That's not what I'm asking.

That's not what I'm asking you.

I'll draw you a map. You go.

I'll draw you a map. Please go by yourself.

What was that?!

I'm not Peco's guardian.

If you keep talkin' like that, I'm seriously gonna haze you!

You keep talkin' like that and I'll seriously haze you!

Is Mr. Oota angry?

Is Mr. Ota frustrated?

Yes. Since Hoshino and Tsukimoto came along, he's not a starter anymore.

That's right. He lost his spot as a regular after Hoshino and Tsukimoto joined.

They know they're better than us.

Those two know they're better than us.

It makes them cocky.

It makes them uppity.

You're new here, aren't you?

You're new, aren't you?

Yeah, but I've been playing for ten years.

I'm sure I can beat a kid like you.

That's not what I meant.

I don't play people who don't bet.

Bet what? Money?

Old lady, I'm borrowing table four!

Old lady, I'm gonna use table four.

I don't rent tables to gamblers.

Hear that?

A thousand yen per game.

And FYI, I go by "Peco" around here.

I go by Peco around here, by the way.

You can call me that too.

But if I win, you add a "mister."

Hoshino Yutaka (Peco) Right penhold Pips-out\h\h\h \hModern defender\h

That's Mister Peco to you!

Yeah!

Damn it.

Yeah!

Quit messing around!

What does it matter, as long as I win?

What does it matter as long as I win?

Hey, Smile.

Hey, Smile. It's been a while since you last visited.

You don't drop by often.

Who's that?

A newcomer.

Said he made it pretty far in middle school.

Said he was ranked pretty high in middle school or something.

But he plays like a rich college kid.

But he plays just like some rich college kid.

You're making a fool out of me!

Quit making a fool out of me!

Having fun at your club?

Not really.

Not really. The game is the same wherever I play it.

The game is the same wherever I play it.

That's not true, Smile.

I didn't want you to go to that school. You deserve better.

I wish you hadn't gone to that crappy school.

Don't think too highly of me, old lady.

Yeah!

I don't like it when people do that.

Did you think over my offer to coach kids?

Did you think over my offer about coaching kids?

I can't teach kids.

I never know what they're going to do, and I don't like them.

I never know what they're going to do. Plus, I hate kids.

Gotcha!

Yeah!

No bounce...

It's about three centuries too soon for you to challenge me.

It's three centuries too soon for you to challenge me.

What were my ten years of effort for?!

What was the point of my ten years of hard work?!

Hard work is for chumps with no talent.

Once I'm out of high school, I'm going to Europe.

If I make it to the top, this place'll gain some prestige, right, old lady?

That's the same cliché all snotty-nosed kids use, Peco.

That's the same old cliché all snot-nosed kids spew, Peco.

Come to the club tomorrow, Peco.

Come to club practice tomorrow, Peco.

Leaving already?

You're not gonna play?

I don't care either way,

I don't care if you come or not,

but they asked me to tell you, so I did.

It must be exhausting to live like that.

It must be tiresome living like that.

I do like that side of him,

He does have some good points,

but even I don't want him to be like that forever.

but even I hope he doesn't act like that forever.

We're not in middle school anymore.

We're not middle schoolers anymore.

Do you call him "Smile" because he never smiles?

Is he good?

He's been my friend for a long time,

so that's Mister Smile to you.

so that's Smile-san to you.

So why don't you smile, Tsukimoto?

Why don't you smile, Tsukimoto?

Are you makin' fun of us or what?

Are you making fun of us?

Let it go, Oota.

Let it go, Ota.

It makes me tired.

It's tiring.

Laughing. Getting angry.

Smiling. Getting angry.

Well, aren't you cool!

Don't be stuck-up.

Get off your high horse.

C'mon, give it a rest.

This is an order from your elder.

This is an order from your senpai.

Laugh.

Smile.

Dropping out of the womb a year earlier sure makes you high-and-mighty, doesn't it?

Dropping out of the womb a year earlier sure makes you high and mighty, doesn't it?

Moron! Don't!

Cut it out, moron!

That first-year's totally picking a fight.

That first-year is totally pickin' a fight with us, talkin' like that.

You wanna fight? I'll fight!

Bring it on then!

Hey, what are you doing?

Now, now.

Calm down and go back to practicing.

Calm down and go back to practicing, c'mon.

I asked you a question, idiot.

I asked you a question, blockhead.

What?!

What?

Hoshino, stop.

Hoshino, you lay off too.

Ribbit, ribbit.

They're jealous because they can't beat you at table tennis.

If you keep drinking condensed milk, you'll get diabetes.

You'll get diabetes if you keep chugging condensed milk like that.

Let's ditch this pathetic practice and go to Tsujidou Academy instead.

Let's ditch this pathetic practice and go to Tsujido Academy instead.

You know, to see China.

Let's go see China.

China?

China? You mean the ringer they brought in from China?

You mean the ringer they brought in from China?

That has nothing to do with us.

Smile, you're such a typical type B.

Smile, you're like the poster child for type B blood, man.

Really?

That so?

If he played first string in his province,

that means he's at the same level as the national teams of other countries.

then he's about the same level as the national teams of other countries.

Hello, everybody.

Is everyone here?

Yes, sir!

Look. Koizumi's turned up now because you took so long.

Great, now Koizumi's here. It's your fault for dragging your feet.

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Commie
The zipper was up top, but the fly was wide open!
Someone pointed it out, but I ignored them.
I was like that for almost four hours after second period ended.
And nobody told me!
Ain't that funny, Smile?
Yeah, it's funny.
You seriously never smile.
Where's Peco today?
Dunno.
If he's not here, Oota will start griping again.
Yeah, you two are a thorn in his side.
Do you get that?
Whatever.
C'mon, man! Peco only listens to you, and thanks to Peco, we're—
Hey, first-years! Quit flapping your gums!
The third-years are here!
Yes, sir!
Yes, sir.
Come on! Let me hear you, first-years!
Captain Yamada.
What is it?
Has that chopper with the glasses always been on our team?
What are you talking about?
He's one of the two up-and-comers who joined this year.
The other's skipping practice.
Please, Mr. Koizumi, give him a talking-to.
The penhold kid with the bowl cut?
Yes.
If he doesn't wanna practice, get him to quit.
We can't do that.
He's our star player.
What about Mr. Glasses over there?
Tsukimoto's good, for sure.
He's no match for Hoshino, though.
You're kidding...
Peco's probably at the table tennis hall near Odakyuu Station.
That's not what I'm asking.
I'll draw you a map. You go.
What was that?!
I'm not Peco's guardian.
If you keep talkin' like that, I'm seriously gonna haze you!
Is Mr. Oota angry?
Yes. Since Hoshino and Tsukimoto came along, he's not a starter anymore.
They know they're better than us.
It makes them cocky.
You're new here, aren't you?
Yeah, but I've been playing for ten years.
I'm sure I can beat a kid like you.
That's not what I meant.
I don't play people who don't bet.
Bet what? Money?
Old lady, I'm borrowing table four!
I don't rent tables to gamblers.
Hear that?
A thousand yen per game.
And FYI, I go by "Peco" around here.
You can call me that too.
But if I win, you add a "mister."
That's Mister Peco to you!

Yeah!
Damn it.
Yeah!
Quit messing around!
What does it matter, as long as I win?
Hey, Smile.
You don't drop by often.
Who's that?
A newcomer.
Said he made it pretty far in middle school.
But he plays like a rich college kid.
You're making a fool out of me!
Having fun at your club?
Not really.
The game is the same wherever I play it.
That's not true, Smile.
I didn't want you to go to that school. You deserve better.
Don't think too highly of me, old lady.
Yeah!
I don't like it when people do that.
Did you think over my offer to coach kids?
I can't teach kids.
I never know what they're going to do, and I don't like them.
Gotcha!
Yeah!
No bounce...
It's about three centuries too soon for you to challenge me.
What were my ten years of effort for?!
Hard work is for chumps with no talent.
Once I'm out of high school, I'm going to Europe.
If I make it to the top, this place'll gain some prestige, right, old lady?
That's the same cliché all snotty-nosed kids use, Peco.
Come to the club tomorrow, Peco.
Leaving already?
You're not gonna play?
I don't care either way,
but they asked me to tell you, so I did.
It must be exhausting to live like that.
I do like that side of him,
but even I don't want him to be like that forever.
We're not in middle school anymore.
Do you call him "Smile" because he never smiles?
Is he good?
He's been my friend for a long time,
so that's Mister Smile to you.
So why don't you smile, Tsukimoto?
Are you makin' fun of us or what?
Let it go, Oota.
It makes me tired.
Laughing. Getting angry.
Well, aren't you cool!
Don't be stuck-up.
C'mon, give it a rest.
This is an order from your elder.
Laugh.
Dropping out of the womb a year earlier sure makes you high-and-mighty, doesn't it?
Moron! Don't!
That first-year's totally picking a fight.
You wanna fight? I'll fight!
Hey, what are you doing?
Now, now.
Calm down and go back to practicing.
I asked you a question, idiot.
What?!
Hoshino, stop.
Ribbit, ribbit.
They're jealous because they can't beat you at table tennis.
If you keep drinking condensed milk, you'll get diabetes.
Let's ditch this pathetic practice and go to Tsujidou Academy instead.
You know, to see China.
China?
You mean the ringer they brought in from China?
That has nothing to do with us.
Smile, you're such a typical type B.
Really?
If he played first string in his province,
that means he's at the same level as the national teams of other countries.
Hello, everybody.
Is everyone here?
Yes, sir!
Look. Koizumi's turned up now because you took so long.
Lessons, lessons.
Tsukimoto's under pressure.
Yeah.
Hoshino really is good.
Shut up, you first-years!
Yes, sir!
Question for you, Captain Yamada.
Is Mr. Tsukimoto under the weather today?
Who knows? I haven't heard anything.
Why?
He's not on his game.
That'd be because he's up against Hoshino.
Huh?
His attitude toward practice aside, Hoshino's really good.
His footwork, his backhand, his blocks. Everything, basically.
Have they known each other long?
You know Tamura, the tennis table hall near the station?
Yeah.
They both got their start there.
Really?
I'm really excited to see how far they'll go at this year's Interhigh.
No man so good, but another may be as good as he.
What does that mean?
That there's always someone better than you.
Hey, you first-years!
Yes?
Come here!
I haven't seen Tsukimoto or Hoshino for a while.
What's going on?
They said they were going to spy on China. Right?
Yeah. They went over to Tsujidou Academy.
Get outside.
You're running laps until you puke.
Which kind of gum do you figure makes the biggest bubbles?
Dunno.
Bubblicious is good,
but Marukawa's cost-performance is right up there too.
Want some gum?
No.
I wonder if Oota's making the first-years do laps right now.
Probably.
I have so much fun with you.
Never a dull conversation.
Next stop?
The one after.
Is it cold outside?
How would I know? Figure it out yourself.
Damn.
I should've studied abroad in Europe.
Maybe Sweden or Germany.
It's a little late to say that now. Hurry it up, Wenge.
Tsujidou Academy was once the king of the east, but we've been getting weaker every year.
We did our meager best to come up with a plan,
and decided our best bet was to invite a first-class player like Kong Wenge, and seek his direct guidance.
What is this?
A folk dance?
He says he's learning a lot from watching how Japan plays.
Coach, we're going running.
Sure.
Wenge! They're going running!
This practice regimen is stupid.
If I play here, I'll get rusty in half a year.
What did he say?
He's jet-lagged.
Would it be all right if he started tomorrow?
Oh, yes, of course.
That didn't occur to me.
Wait up, Smile.
Are you gonna just walk straight in?
Yeah.
Why not?
Why not? Because...
Well, whatever.
Is that the gym?
Don't get full of yourself, Wenge.
Remember they're paying for you to be here!
It's not a problem, as long as I win.
That's some confidence you've got.
You saw those guys, right?
I could beat them with just my forehand.
If I'd known this'd happen, I would've given up sooner...
A Chinese penhold grip.
Kong Wenge?
So this is real Chinese sticky rubber.
Maybe China killed the whole team with his kung fu!
They're probably out running.
What kind of training regimen is that?
They've got some nice tables.
This racket's got nice rubber on it too.
And those losers aren't even good!
It's even got a carbon blade.
Looks like Wenge's not here.
Let's go.
Huh?
You've gotta be kidding me.
Gotta kill time until China gets here.
I wanna return one of your chops with this baby!
You hear that?
Yeah, that's a good chopper.
But the hitter is controlling the game.
He has speed.
Compared to the chopper, the attacker's play is sloppy.
But the chopper has his hands full just returning the ball.
Is the hitter getting a high arc?
No. He's got speed, but he leaves himself wide open.
The chopper's losing on purpose.
Why?
Who knows? Maybe it's a Japanese thing.
Anyway, let's head inside.
The wind makes it too hard to hear.

Katase High! Fight! Fight! Fight!
You're slowing down!
Mr. Tsukimoto's not here, Captain Yamada.
Faster!
He said he was going to spy on Tsujidou Academy and left.
What?
It's just an excuse to skip practice.
Hoshino probably instigated it.
Let me hear you, first-years!
Katase High! Fight! Fight!
Captain, let them come back inside already.
We're not the track team.
But...
That's right.
It's because you spoil them that Tsukimoto and Hoshino take advantage!
Well, let them off the hook for today.
Coach...
It's a good chance for them to learn China's got more than just noodles and dumplings.
First-years, gather 'round!
That's enough!
Keep playing like that and it'll become a habit, Glasses!
It's China.
Holding back is disrespectful to your opponent.
He's trying to say—
You don't need to translate, Coach.
Glasses understands what I'm saying.
Right?
N-Ni hao.
Switch with me.
Kong wants to play.
Try chopping my strokes.
Xie xie.
Not you.
Wenge! Play him.
Tch.
His speed varies like crazy.
There 's heavy spin on that. Fast spin at that.
Is this like a "Super Drive" with 4,000 years of Chinese empire behind it?
I hear ya loud and clear!
It's time...
Eat this 4,000-year Super Drive!
Huh?
He 's got a sinking drive too?
Then I 'll hit it lower this time.
What did I do to deserve this?
That 's a lot of spin.
I 'll have to put some top spin on it.
I get kicked off the top team,
and then they toss me in with
crap players who wouldn 't make second string?
Is this Hell?
Born in the country of table tennis,
I practiced more than enough.
I got results.
I supported my family.
But one little slip-up,
and now I 'm stuck with these guys...
Your backhand is weak!
So is your forehand!
And your legs!
And your reactions!
Nothing you 've got is good enough!
You don 't deserve to be at the same table as me!
What did I do to deserve being thrown to end of the world?
Now learn...
how powerless...
and unpolished you are!
Eleven-love.
The match goes to Kong.
I got skunked...
Skunked!
You have a bad habit of crying after you lose.
Let's go, Peco.
You went too far.
I was just making him face reality.
Stand up. Come on.
Okay.
Wait, Glasses.
You, with the glasses.
Show me your chops next.
Kong's interested in you.
Would you do me a favor and play him?
It'd only end in defeat.
He says no, because it would just end in defeat.
Whose defeat?!
Glasses has no fighting spirit.
It's a pity that he had no one to instill it in him.
That said,
maybe it's more of a pity to believe in a talent you don't have.
Wenge.
Let's practice.
If there are guys like him here,
then maybe there's still some hope left for me.
What's that?
Monster Robot.
I mean the song.
Is it weird?
A little.
Next stop?
No.
The one after.

In my case, it 's pretty simple.
I don 't care about anyone else. I just don 't find losing fun.
Anyway, all 's good as long as I win.
I can feel another hot summer 's coming.

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eli
The zipper was up top, but the fly was wide open!
Someone pointed it out, but I ignored them.
It was like that after the end of second period for almost four hours.
No one said a thing to me the whole time!
Ain't that funny, Smile?
Yeah, it's funny.
You seriously never smile, man.
Where's Peco?
Dunno.
If he's not here, Ota-san will start griping again.
You two are like thorns in his side. You know that, right?
Whatever.
C'mon, man! You're the only one Peco listens to.
Because of Peco, we're—
Hey, first-years! Quit flapping your gums!
The third-years are here!
Yes, sir!
Yes, sir.
Tsukimoto Makoto (Smile) Right shakehand\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
Pips-in, both sides Attacking chopper\h
Come on! Let me hear you, first-years!
Captain Yamada.
What is it?
Has that chopper with the glasses always been on our team?
What are you talking about?
He's one of the two up-and-comers who joined this year.
The other one's skipping practice.
You should scold him a bit, Koizumi-sensei.
The penhold kid with the bowl cut?
That's him.
If he doesn't wanna practice, just tell him to quit.
We can't do that.
He's our star player.
What about Mr. Glasses over there?
Tsukimoto's good, for sure.
But he's no match for Hoshino.
You're kidding...
Peco's probably at the table tennis hall near Odakyu Station.
That's not what I'm asking you.
I'll draw you a map. Please go by yourself.
What was that?!
I'm not Peco's guardian.
You keep talkin' like that and I'll seriously haze you!
Is Mr. Ota frustrated?
That's right. He lost his spot as a regular after Hoshino and Tsukimoto joined.
Those two know they're better than us.
It makes them uppity.
You're new, aren't you?
Yeah, but I've been playing for ten years.
I'm sure I can beat a kid like you.
That's not what I meant.
I don't play people who don't bet.
Bet what? Money?
Old lady, I'm gonna use table four.
I don't rent tables to gamblers.
Hear that?
A thousand yen per game.
I go by Peco around here, by the way.
You can call me that too.
Hoshino Yutaka (Peco) Right penhold  Pips-out\h\h\h \hModern defender\h
Yeah!
Yeah!
Quit messing around!
What does it matter as long as I win?
Hey, Smile. It's been a while since you last visited.
Who's that?
A newcomer.
Said he was ranked pretty high in middle school or something.
But he plays just like some rich college kid.
Quit making a fool out of me!
Having fun at your club?
Not really. The game is the same wherever I play it.
That's not true, Smile.
I wish you hadn't gone to that crappy school.
Don't think too highly of me, old lady.
Yeah!
I don't like it when people do that.
Did you think over my offer about coaching kids?
I can't teach kids.
I never know what they're going to do. Plus, I hate kids.
Gotcha!
Yeah!
No bounce...
It's three centuries too soon for you to challenge me.
What was the point of my ten years of hard work?!
Hard work is for chumps with no talent.
Once I'm out of high school, I'm going to Europe.
If I make it to the top, this place'll gain some prestige, right, old lady?
That's the same old cliché all snot-nosed kids spew, Peco.
Come to club practice tomorrow, Peco.
Leaving already?
You're not gonna play?
I don't care if you come or not,
but they asked me to tell you, so I did.
It must be tiresome living like that.
He does have some good points,
but even I hope he doesn't act like that forever.
We're not middle schoolers anymore.
Do you call him "Smile" because he never smiles?
Is he good?
He's been my friend for a long time,
so that's Smile-san to you.
Why don't you smile, Tsukimoto?
Are you making fun of us?
Let it go, Ota.
It's tiring.
Smiling. Getting angry.
Well, aren't you cool!
Get off your high horse.
C'mon, give it a rest.
This is an order from your senpai.
Smile.
Dropping out of the womb a year earlier sure makes you high and mighty, doesn't it?
Cut it out, moron!
That first-year is totally pickin' a fight with us, talkin' like that.
Bring it on then!
Hey, what are you doing?
Now, now.
Calm down and go back to practicing, c'mon.
I asked you a question, blockhead.
What?
Hoshino, you lay off too.
Ribbit, ribbit.
They're jealous because they can't beat you at table tennis.
You'll get diabetes if you keep chugging condensed milk like that.
Let's ditch this pathetic practice and go to Tsujido Academy instead.
Let's go see China.
China? You mean the ringer they brought in from China?
That has nothing to do with us.
Smile, you're like the poster child for type B blood, man.
That so?
If he played first string in his province,
then he's about the same level as the national teams of other countries.
Hello, everybody.
Is everyone here?
Yes, sir!
Great, now Koizumi's here. It's your fault for dragging your feet.
Lessons, lessons.
Tsukimoto's on the defensive.
Yeah.
Hoshino really is good.
Shut up, you first-years!
Yes, sir!
I have a question for you, Captain Yamada.
Is Mr. Tsukimoto under the weather today?
Who knows?
I haven't heard anything. Why?
His game is pretty sloppy today.
Ah, that's because he's up against Hoshino.
His attitude toward practice aside, Hoshino's a strong player.
He's got good footwork, backhands, blocks... Everything, basically.
Have they been friends for a long time?
You know Tamura, the table tennis hall near the station?
Yeah.
They both got their start there, apparently.
I see...
I'm really excited to see how far they'll make it at this year's Inter High.
"No man so good, but another may be as good as he."
What's that mean?
It means there's always someone better than you.
Hey, you first-years!
Yes?
Come here!
I haven't seen Tsukimoto or Hoshino for a while.
What's going on?
They said they were going to spy on China or something. Right?
Yeah. They went over to Tsujido Academy.
Get outside, you punks.
I'll make you run laps until you puke.
Which kind of gum do you figure makes the biggest bubbles?
Beats me.
Bubblicious is good, but Marukawa isn't bad for its price either.
Want some gum?
No.
I wonder if Ota's making the first-years do laps right now.
Probably.
It's always a blast hanging out with you.
Never a dull conversation.
Is the next stop ours?
The one after.
Is it cold outside?
How would I know? Figure it out yourself.
Damn.
I should've studied abroad in Europe.
Maybe Sweden or Germany.
You're saying this now? Hurry it up, Wenge.
Kong Wenge
 Right Chinese Pen- hold
Pips-in, both sides
Counter driver
Tsuji High was once the king of the East,
but we've been getting weaker every year.
We racked our empty brains and came up with a plan...
...to invite star athletes like Kong Wenge-kun to our school.
We decided that relying on his guidance would be best for our school.
What is this?
A folk dance?
He says he's learning a lot from watching Japanese gameplay.
Sensei, we're going running.
Sure.
Wenge! They're going running!
This practice regimen is a joke.
If I play here, I'll get rusty in half a year.
What did he say?
He's a bit jet-lagged.
Would it be all right if he started tomorrow?
Oh, of course. I'm sorry I didn't realize.
Wait up, Smile.
Are you gonna just walk straight in?
Yeah. Why?
Why? Because...
Well, whatever.
Is that the gym?
Don't get full of yourself, Wenge.
Remember that they're paying for you to be here!
There's no problem as long as I win.
That's some confidence you've got.
You saw them, right?
I could beat them with just my forehand.
If I'd have known this would happen, I would've given up sooner...
A Chinese penhold grip.
Kong Wenge?
So this is real Chinese sticky rubber, huh?
Maybe China killed them all with his kung-fu!
They're probably out running.
What kind of training regimen is that?
They've got some nice tables.
This racket's got nice rubber on it too.
And those losers aren't even any good!
It's got a carbon blade and everything.
Looks like Wenge's not here,
so let's go.
You've got to be kidding me.
Let's kill some time until China comes back.
I want to try returning one of your chops with this.
You hear that?
Yeah, he's a good chopper.
But the attacker is controlling the game.
He has speed.
The attacker's play is sloppy compared to the chopper's.
But the chopper seems to have his hands full just returning the ball...
Is the attacker getting a high arc?
No. The attacker's got speed, but he leaves himself wide open.
The chopper's losing on purpose.
Why?
Who knows? Maybe it's a Japanese thing.
Anyway, let's head inside.
The wind makes it...
...hard to hear.
Kata High! Fight! Fight! Fight!
You're slowing down!
Mr. Tsukimoto's not here, Captain Yamada.
Faster!
He said he was going to spy on Tsujido Academy and left.
What?
I'm sure it was just an excuse to skip practice.
Hoshino probably instigated it.
Let me hear you, first-years!
Kata High! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Captain, let them come back inside already.
We're not the track team.
But sir...
That's right.
It's because you spoil them that Hoshino and Tsukimoto take advantage.
Let them skip today.
Sensei...
It's a good opportunity for them to learn that China's got more than just ramen and dumplings.
First-years, gather 'round!
That's enough!
Keep playing like that and it'll become a habit, Glasses!
It's China.
Holding back is disrespectful to your opponent.
He's trying to say—
You don't need to interpret, Coach.
Glasses understands what I'm saying.
Right?
N-Ni hao.
Switch with me.
Kong would like to play.
See if you can return my strokes.
Xie xie.
Not you.
Wenge! Play him.
Tch.
His speed varies like crazy!
There 's heavy spin on that. And it 's fast.
So this is what they call the Chinese Four-Thousand-Year Super Drive?
All right then!
There it is!
The Chinese Four-Thousand-Year...
Huh?
He 's got a sinking drive too?
Fine, this time I 'll go lower!
Am I being punished?
That 's a lot of spin.
I 'll have to slice it for some top spin.
I get kicked off the first string,
and then they toss me into a pack of losers who wouldn't even cut it on second string?
Is this Hell?
I was born in the country of ping pong.
I practiced more than enough.
I got results too.
I supported my family.
But one little slip-up, and now I'm stuck
with these guys...
Your backhand is weak!
Your forehand too!
Your legs too!
Your reactions too!
Nothing about you is good enough!!
You don't even deserve to stand...
...at the same table as me!!
Why did I have to come to this country at the end of the world?
Now learn...
how powerless...
and unpolished you are!!
11 – Love.
The match goes to Kong.
He skunked me.
I-I got skunked!
Crying when you lose is a bad habit.
Let's go, Peco.
You went too far.
I just showed him reality.
Stand up. Come on.
Okay...
Wait, Glasses.
You, with the glasses.
Show me your chop next.
Kong's interested in you.
Will you play him?
It'd only end in defeat.
He won't play because it would end in defeat.
Whose defeat?!
Glasses has no fighting spirit.
It's a pity that he didn't have anyone to instill it in him.
Although,
maybe it's more of a pity to believe in a talent you don't have, instead.
Wenge...
Come on. Let's practice.
If there are guys like him here,
I might be saved yet.
Annihilated
What's that?
Monster Robot.
No, that song.
Is it weird?
A little.
Is the next stop ours?
No.
The one after.