[Black Basket] Sakura's Basketball

Three years later──

"Ma'am." Butler Nitta took my bag.

"dad?"

"Teaching the young master in the study."

I paused for a moment, then continued walking again, "Is that so?" Because I couldn't get away, Seijiro was raised by Akashi Seishomi for the past few years.In my opinion, it is much better than when he faced Seijuro back then, but his education method is still too strict for a five-year-old child.

What's more, he often unconsciously compares Seijiro with Azheng and Seo, and he even pulls Seiji out as a role model.In Akashi Seiomi's eyes, his great-grandson Seijiro was far inferior to any of the children he had taught.While teaching Seijiro more loosely than Azheng, knowing that he can't push him too hard, but at the same time he is not satisfied with Seijiro's progress.The child has no parents and is so sensitive, it's no wonder that Grandpa Zeng's attitude doesn't make him uncomfortable.

After I changed my clothes, I saw Akashi Seitomi sitting at the end of the dining table with a straight face, and the little Seijiro sat with his back straight, upright to the point of almost rigidity, and Akashi Seitomi looked at Seijiro with disappointment.I covered my forehead and didn't say anything. I didn't speak until after everyone had dinner and Seijiro went to study in his room.

"Father, who is a born nobleman." I couldn't believe that Ah Zheng was born with such a good-looking posture back then.

"We are the Akashi family, I remember I gave you a class on the history of the aristocracy."

I said with a wooden face: "Cut, this happened 800 years ago. In Japan, only the emperor is a nobleman. Don't forget..." I was about to talk about the expression of the emperor when he saw the prime minister, but I finally stopped. Mouth, don’t say anything in front of the native Akashi Seishi, “True nobility doesn’t come from blood, have you never watched anime? Have you never heard such a line?”

"It's because I wasn't born that I have demands on Seijiro."

──Jiro, you are actually a bad guy.

──Poor.

Under the staring gaze of Akashi Seishomi, I drank apple juice from a drinking straw, "Forget it, you have trained me for so many years without success."

"At least it's not rude when you're outside."

"I don't think it's rude to sit spread out at home."

"It's alright, Sakura, don't interrupt about Seijiro's matter."

I rolled my eyes, put down the drink in my hand, stepped back from the wheelchair, and leaned forward, "Sorry, I didn't mean to contradict you. It's just that you won't die if you laugh at Seijiro."

"..."

"No, you better stop laughing."

"..."

After all, Seijiro is not a child of an ordinary family. The company he will be responsible for in the future has so many mouths, and if there is one less heart, he will die.Suddenly, I felt that Seiji's desire to donate the company was understandable.

──Could it be that this little pervert like Masaki really looks like me?

I shook my head and didn't think about what was there. After eating dessert, I went back to my room and continued to work.Not long after, I pushed the keyboard and rang the bell, and a woman in her 40s opened the door and entered.This is Hideko Kimura. There used to be a young son who was paralyzed in the family. She passed away a few years ago. The housekeeper Nitta hired her to take care of me.

"Ma'am, are you going to the bathroom?" Kimura Hideko asked.

"Yeah." I nodded, and Kimura Hideko pushed me into the bathroom and helped me go to the bathroom.While I was washing my hands, I asked by the way, "Are you admitted to university?" Her eldest son is in the third year of high school this year, and he is about to enter university.

"Yes," Kimura Hideko laughed, "I just received a notice that it's Beijing University."

"Kyoto University?" I wiped my hands with a handkerchief, and Hideko Kimura pushed me out, "You're so rude, I never heard you mention that your son is so good."

"No, no," Hideko Kimura said modestly, but the smile on his face was unstoppable, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

"What is it?"

"Computer design."

"Is the tuition paid? If not, let him come to see me. If he likes me, he also promises to work in the Akashi Foundation for at least three years after graduation. I can give him a scholarship, including all living expenses."

Hideko Kimura hesitated for a moment, but still agreed gratefully.How could her family afford the tuition fees? The housekeeper Xintian had already mentioned it to me, hoping that I could help. Whether her son is willing to work in the company is not the point, but to give her family a next step.

I patted my face, lowered my head and continued to work, and Hideko Kimura also backed out.In the early hours of the morning, I put down the documents, straightened my arms upwards, clasped my fingers together, and stretched.I took off my glasses, turned my wheelchair to the window, looked away, and relaxed my eyes.

"I said, you don't need to work in heaven, do you?" I rested my elbows on the armrest and rested my head on my palm, "Or did you go to hell to compete with Lucifer for a job? I can always imagine Seio with fangs and Masaki's ass Afterwards, it looks like a triangular tail. Fuck. If you dare to have sex with Lilith, I will castrate you." I smiled, "Well, I know you can't hear me, so I'm just talking nonsense. Who told you to lie I said, as long as I think, you will be there." In fact, I know that no one is here.

"Hey, my blood sugar is too high. Dad can't even know it. Is there a mistake, cut it."

"The company's business is actually a bit boring. Don't blame me if I make something happen."

"I'm turning into a soliloquy psycho, aha."

"I love you."

After resting for a while, just as he was about to turn back to work, there was the faint sound of weeping in the quiet room.Of course not shit.I turned the wheelchair and listened around, until I opened a window in the corner, only to find that the crying was coming from the corridor downstairs.

I went out, signaled Kimura Hideko outside the door not to follow, and turned the wheelchair downstairs by myself. Not surprisingly, I saw Seijiro squatting in the grass in the corridor crying.

Stupid kid.

I went over to pull him out, Seijiro wiped his face with his sleeve in a panic, and apologized tremblingly.

I wiped his face with a handkerchief, but Seijirou's tears and snot were still flowing.Compared with Ah Zheng, it's super embarrassing, Seijiro is already good enough.What's more, Akashi Masaomi's impression of A Zheng is that he stays at the most satisfactory age, five years old and 50 years old, there are ghosts in comparison.

"It's hard in class?" I hugged him and patted the back of his head.

"... Woo." He didn't dare to say.

"Forget it, cry if you want." I rubbed Seijiro's head and said softly, "Hey, I don't mean that you can cry for things you can't do. In fact, your grandpa once arranged for you. If there is no accident, you will use it in the future. Try to follow it first, huh? You can run out and cry when you are tired, but later you will find that things will not get better just because you cry, you will Gradually I don’t want to cry anymore. Cherish the days when you can still cry,” I shrugged, “It’s miserable if you can’t cry.”

"..." Seijiro trembled.

──Did I say something too strange?

As a result, no matter what I said, Seijiro shook like a sieve.I covered my forehead.Fuck your mother, cough, cut, I don't remember me and my children being so at odds, why is this guy so difficult to deal with.Looking at the little boy whose face was flushed from crying, I thought about it, and turned the wheelchair to get things, but the hand on the wheel was held by a small hand.I stopped, raised my eyes, and bumped into a pair of wet red eyes, I twitched the corners of my mouth, almost unable to control the thought of going back.

──Ah Zheng, save me.

──I hate this type the most.

As a result, my tall child, who was not yet sitting, walked behind me, raised his hands and held the handle with difficulty, and pushed my wheelchair.He couldn't see the way ahead, so he obeyed my command, but fortunately he didn't push me into the ditch.I haggardly led him into the sports warehouse that hadn't been touched for several years, took a basketball, wiped off the dust, and handed it to him.

"..." Seijiro held a basketball that was much bigger than his head in both hands, and looked at me innocently with his eyes open.

──Also blinking.

"Play," I patted the ball, "Do you understand?"

"...Grandma."

"what?"

"I'm not an idiot. No." Seijiro said crisply.

"..."

The ball has leaked, so I took Seijiro to re-inflate the ball, let him compare the deflated ball with the leaked ball, and then led him out to the basketball court to play.Pfft, Seijiro threw a pass and couldn't get into the basket at all.Well, get someone to buy him a children's version.

Still, Seijiro had a great time, running around with the ball and sweating.

──Like a puppy.

I called him back, wiped his sweat, looked into his bright eyes, and asked him with a smile if he would learn to play basketball in the future, who knows, Seijiro shook his head.

"Why?" Shixu played tennis in middle school, and Zhengji was Man.research.society.I remember at that time, the first time, Seijuro was about to beat Seiji to death.

"It's a useless game and I'm not smart enough to waste time on these things."

──Dad.

I pushed his head with a wry smile and said, "Idiot."

Seijiro said unconvinced: "Grandma, I am not a basketball player, and I will inherit you in the future."

"Following your sister, Ji, if you are really capable, take back the national champion's cup first before you say no."

"...your sister?"

I coughed lightly, "No one knows if what you have learned will be useful one day, let alone if there are books until you use them and you will hate them. It doesn't matter if you learn more. Basketball requires intelligence. And physical activity, yes," the corners of my mouth twitched slightly, "is a good thing." Suddenly I felt shameful.

"So," Seijiro looked at me cautiously, "playing basketball, is it studying? I can play, no, I can study?"

"...Well." I nodded stiffly, "It's an extracurricular activity, an activity that every Japanese teenager must do, not an activity that requires guilt."

"Then, Grandpa Zeng will agree?"

I froze, then nodded affirmatively, "Well, this is the only thing your great-grandfather will never object to. Don't worry, go and play, no, go and learn."

Afterwards, Akashi Seishomi didn't say a word, and kept silent to spare time for Seijiro to play by himself.Poke his heart, sorry.

When I was thinking about spending more time to take care of Seijiro, I unexpectedly received a call from Hokkaido. The other party was a person in a nursing home, saying that my mother had passed away.After discussing my mother's funeral with the other party, I hung up the phone, put my elbows on my knees, crossed my fingers, and looked down at the ground.

I knew that my mother went to Hokkaido for vacation, but I didn't know that she had cancer and had already planned to spend her last days there.

I know that my mother always feels that both she and my father owe me, and so does my father.In fact, they did everything they could, and I always knew they both loved me.Well, sometimes it’s true to feel helpless towards them.Forgetting my birthday is commonplace, but they can even forget their own birthday, so what can I blame them?

In fact, none of the three of us did our best to keep the family together.

Really, even the last time, he was so capricious.

Later, when there were many chores, I noticed Seijiro again when he was in the first year of primary school.This is the day of sweeping the grave, Akashi Masomi and I, one disabled and one old, let the young Seijiro bear a lot of sacrifices.Seeing that Seijiro's face also turned rosy, his complexion was healthy, he must be doing well.

I aimed at Akashi Seiomi, and Akashi Seioffi aimed at me.

──Is it really okay to let him raise a child?

──What position does he have to look at me.

After the ceremony, the coordinators walked away tactfully, bodyguards were scattered around, and Seijiro was obediently led down the mountain by the nanny.Akashi Masomi was sitting in front of Shiori's mother, and my wheelchair was facing Masayoshi's tombstone.

damn it.

I raised my head and looked at the sky.

What an unacceptable fact that Seijuro and the children are lying here.

Is the truth.

"It's so deserted." I turned around and smiled.

Akashi Masomi turned his eyes coldly, the sharpness of his eyes remained the same as before, "Sakura, you still can't learn to speak."

"It's your fault." I held my head and looked at the photo of Ah Zheng with a smile, "Seijuro has always been alone." I have thought about whether Ah Zheng would be like Seijiro when he was a child, with his own When a person hides and cries.

Did I really make Ah Zheng feel that he and I are two people?

"It is because of this that you have been hostile to me from the very beginning." The tone was unusually certain.

"Well," I nodded, "but I have no position to say anything about you, I can only hold my breath." I smiled slightly, "Ah Zheng was really hard when he was 16 years old. After that, it has always been the same. "

"You're still awake."

"I want to say that having a stepmother may not be good for Seijuro?" I paused, "Excuse me, Chao Yue."

Akashi Masomi was silent for a long time before he said, "Shiori will be unhappy."

I burst out laughing, and Akashi Masomi gave me a glaring look.

"My words," I lowered my eyes, "I will definitely ask Seijuro to remarry. Happiness is enough. Everyone should not be unhappy for the happiness of others, because the final result will only be that everyone is unhappy. Forget it. Maybe everyone works hard to achieve their own happiness, which is the way for everyone to be happy."

"However, you won't be happy."

Said, of course, Shiori's mother who doesn't know anything.

"That's right. You're in trouble." Seijuro, I still don't allow you to marry Lilith.

"..."

"Why stare at me, how troublesome your son is, don't tell me you don't know."

"..."

Aha.

"Let's go." After a while, Akashi Masomi stood up and pushed me around.

In the carriage, the partition between the front and rear seats was closed, and Seijiro, who was sitting in the middle, was restrained by Akashi Seishomi and was not allowed to move around, and he himself turned his face outward.I also turned my face in the opposite direction, looking at my side of the car window.Just in time, a torrential rain fell from the sky, blurring the reflection.

I gritted my teeth and looked at the window with my eyes open, tears streaming down my face.

How can I get used to the days when Ah Zheng is not around.I survived, but couldn't get used to it anyway.

When Seijiro was in elementary school, 85-year-old Akashi Seishomi passed away.I looked at Seijiro, who was dressed in a neat suit, calmly receiving the guests who came to worship. Even if the visitor was high and powerful, there was no trace of stage fright;He is excellent enough to be praised.

I looked at it coldly, filled with remorse.I said I was busy with work, so why didn't I keep myself busy? The entrusted Akashi Seishi had already taught Seijiro so well, so I have no right to blame him.

After sending Akashi Masomi away, Seijiro and I were the only ones sitting in the back seat of the car when we returned from the cemetery this time.Seijiro sat next to me not too far away, not too distant, not too sticky, his sitting posture was relaxed and elegant, the other Seijuro and Seiki, the other Akashi Seishomi.

"Please, mother-in-law." Seijiro handed me a handkerchief.

I thought I was crying again, so I quickly raised my hand to wipe my face, but I couldn't touch anything.Seijiro smiled at me, the car just stopped at a red light, he opened the door and got out, and got into another car with bodyguards behind him, leaving me alone.I laughed, then sat down, folded my hands on my knees, and looked up at the blue sky today out of the car window.The light turned green, the car restarted, and the street scene receded. The neatly folded handkerchief was still placed in Seijiro's original position, without being passive.

In this way, I kept looking at the blue sky with my eyes open, and returned to the empty mansion again.

I love you.

Cunning is dead.

"Seijiro." I called him in front of the house.

"Yes, mother-in-law." Seijiro bowed to me and stopped.

"Do you think you are happy here?"

"...Huh?" Seijiro was taken aback for a moment.

I smiled, "There is no place where I feel happier than here, I can't make you think so, I'm sorry."

"... No, please don't say that. Of course I am happy. You are too worried."

I looked at the perfect smile on Seijiro's face, and my heart sank. I didn't say any more, and I didn't want him to push me. I turned the wheelchair and went back to the study.Sitting at the desk, I couldn't work anymore, but stared at the desk in a daze.After a long while, when the servant knocked on the door and asked me to go down to eat, I agreed.When I returned to the room, I took out a large pile of clothes from a cabinet in the study.While I was folding my clothes, I rolled my eyes at the secretary-general, Naoyu Ito, who visited late at night on business.

"Did you make a mistake? My father-in-law just went to the funeral today."

"Yes, I am very sorry, old lady."

"...Do you really hate me so much?" Old your sister, old.

Yito Naosheng bowed and saluted, "No, you said too much, I just, maybe I hate you a little."

"..."

After being teased by him, I felt a little relieved.While talking about business, I tidied up the clothes in my hands. Before leaving, Ito Naosuke asked me about these clothes.I laughed, I help my family make a new set of clothes every year, but no one will wear them.When Akashi Seishomi was alive, I didn't dare to hand it over to him, for fear of making him sad; Seijiro said, he can have as many beautiful clothes as he wants, why bother to wear some old-fashioned clothes that are probably out of fashion for my self-satisfaction.Since I took over the company, the clothing line has been handed over to someone else.

I lifted a suit to dissipate the musty smell that had not been left for a long time.

"Do you think Seijuro will gain weight?" This is still based on A Zheng's previous stature.

"..." Yito twitched the corners of his mouth subtly, "No, sir is not such a relaxed person." He seemed to have difficulty imagining Ah Zheng's appearance as a fat and short old man.

"..." What do you mean, Ah Zheng really cares about his body shape?I laughed out loud, planning to relax the tailoring when I do it this year, imagining how Ah Zheng looks old again.This is interesting, even with Shixu, Arian and Zhengji can make me feel hungry, aha.

I put on my glasses, and the chain around my neck at the end of the frame of the glasses made a small crashing sound.I took the paper and pen casually, pressed the paper with my right hand, turned the pen with my left hand, and started to draw a pattern.

Ito looked at my left hand in astonishment, "Is the old lady left-handed?"

So I turned the pen with my right hand to show him again, and broke the pen with one hand, scaring him to death, aha.After playing all night, I couldn't get up the next day. I was lazy and didn't go to work, but I couldn't fall asleep. I just lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

"Old lady." Butler Nitta knocked on the door.

"What?" I stretched.

"The young master has already woken up."

"I see." After lying down for a while, I rang the bell to let Hideko Kimura come in.She first helped me massage my feet, so that the muscles that could not move would not shrink too quickly.After all, the left foot can move, which is good, but the right foot is becoming more and more invisible.After pressing, Kimura Hideko carried me into the wheelchair, and I let her push me to the window sill on the second floor, and saw Seijiro just got into the car at the gate, the big black iron railing slowly moved away, the car drove out, and sent him to the car. Jiro goes to school.Unlike me, even though Akashi Seitomo had just left, Seijiro didn't ask for leave to be lazy.

When he came back from school, Seijiro saluted me, and then went back to homework.I took his homework schedule from the housekeeper and looked at it.Akashi Seishomi's classes are very targeted.For example, if you don't learn music, you won't die, and it doesn't mean you can't manage the company well, but you have lost an opportunity to cultivate yourself, and you are also out of tune with other people in your circle.If you don't want to be proficient, you must at least know how to appreciate it. Of course, under the request of Akashi Seishomi, it doesn't matter if you are too bad at learning. Seijiro's progress is very good, and he will pass the eighth grade piano and violin exams this year.

In the following days, I tried to spend time talking with Seijiro, but I was often choked by his polite answers and couldn't talk anymore.If Seijiro thinks, he can have a pleasant conversation with everyone, because he was raised in this way, and when this happens, it is Seijiro expressing his dissatisfaction with my grandmother's sudden concern and resisting my meddling in his life .Well, I am indeed annoying, it is a kind of self-satisfaction.

But boy, don't think I'll let it go.

It is also true that I am his only immediate family member in this world.His grandparents are also deceased, and his father is also an only child.

Gotta try it once.

So I blocked Seijiro's thoughts and pestered him for a year.

"Old lady?" One day, Ito watched Seijiro leave with a stiff face, and finally couldn't help saying, "Actually, the young master is already quite good, you don't have to be like this every day."

"So I shouldn't keep him around as a pet dog?" I put on my glasses and turned to the computer to start my daily work, "I want to tell Xiaozheng that there will still be people in this world who care about him, with a look of " Nobody wants me to look like an orphan, that's really unnecessary."

"Ma'am!" Ito blushed so angry, "Young master is indeed... His parents are not here, even if you are his grandmother, talking like this is too much!"

"Then?" My hands kept typing, "His parents are no longer an objective fact. Therefore, playing autism and affecting his personality is a subjective fact that can be artificially worked hard. It is indeed annoying to intervene in him until now. And arrogant, but is this going to be let alone?" I turned around and picked up a document, and glanced at the side of my glasses with one hand, "At this time, there must be "I am the only Destiny heroine who can save Xiaozheng" If you don’t get entangled with your consciousness, you’ll be fine.”

"……lady!"

I turned my eyes upwards, looked away from the lens and looked at Ito, who was not young anymore, "No matter how impatient he is, what if he treats his elders as a filial piety? He eats mine and wears mine. Anyway, he will be relieved when I die. , mine, Akashi’s, and his father’s, so the inheritance will belong to him. If he has a feeling, he will run away from home and give up the responsibility of the Akashi family. Maybe I’ll be happier; otherwise, be good to me, I will He is the current head of the Akashi family. No matter how you look at it, I will die first, hey, I don’t care if he dies first."

"...I'm very sorry, ma'am, I didn't mean to offend you." Ito was stunned, and bowed to me, "It's just that the young master is like this..."

"I ask you, do you want to let him go? The answer is no, there is only one road left, let's do it first and see, what are you thinking about so much?" I put down the file and turned to the computer again, "It's rare Confused. I'm just stupid, cut."

When Seijiro entered the sixth grade, there was still no progress in our relationship.Seeing him go out with a stiff face from laughing again, I laughed until I lay down on the table.It's better to be childish and confront me than to use the perfect communication with outsiders.

──I am quite like Ah Q.

I sighed, turned the wheelchair, and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window.Damn boy, I don't know who this guy's temper looks like, it's so hard to get killed.

"I tried my best, but it still didn't work. You're right, if I really wanted to be a salesman, I would definitely starve to death on the street." I rested my elbows on the railing and rested my head, "There is no basis for conversation , no matter how beautiful it is, it won't work. I missed the time to be a confidant mother-in-law."

"The last time the babysitter left her job, she said that Xiaozheng had torn up a whole room of bears when he was a child. He must have been sick. I didn't know until now. Well, it's smart to find the sutures to tear up by hand. .By the way, when you were messing with my giant bear, what did you use? It wouldn't be scissors, would it?"

"Tell me, let's take care of it again, okay?"

"I love you, are you there?"

"It's rare that I want to ask for a pat on the head, but no one is here, fuck."

I dialed the number and called Kuroko Tetsuya who I haven't contacted for many years since Ah Zheng passed away.

"..." Heizi heard my reason for coming, and thought for a while, "Although I plan to retire in two years, but if I work harder, maybe some school will still want me."

"……"Hello.I covered my forehead, "No, if you want to retire, you don't have to force it."

"No, it's mainly because the school doesn't want me. I have no intention of leaving the school for the time being."

"The school doesn't want it? Why?" I always thought that Heizi would be a good teacher.

"Because they want to hire a more famous team to supervise," Heizi sighed in confusion, "In fact, my team has always had good results. After all, as long as it ends, I don't think I don’t know why I would give up a cheap and easy-to-use supervisor and find a well-known supervisor with a bad temper and no achievements.”

──Did he complain about his school?

──Wait, what is "cheap and easy to use".

"Well," I leaned back in the chair, "do you need my help?"

"No, I am very grateful for the kindness of my sister. There is also a school that has come to look for me. It seems that as long as I am willing to cut my salary in half, it will continue to hire me after I retire. I am still thinking about it. The facilities of that school are too dilapidated. It's really embarrassing. However," Kuroko's voice was filled with joy, "it will also remind me of the days in Seirin."

──Who are you blackmailing?

──All the "broken" schools think Teiko's graduates are super annoying.

"The facilities are not a problem. I really hope that you can be Xiaozheng's supervisor." I paused, "There are indeed other good supervisors, but I don't want to hand him over to other people casually. You If so, you can be his supervisor."

"No, senior sister, you are too polite." Heizi's voice became serious, "I dare not say that I will definitely do it well, but please rest assured, I will definitely try my best."

"Thanks." Tell him, your basketball.Even if it can only be indulged in middle school, I think there was a time when Seijiro could break the mask.There's nothing better than a bloody ball game.

──If it doesn’t work, I’ll push Seijiro’s head into the pond and see if he can still fake a smile.

"Then let me answer over there, I will pass next school year. In this way, I will leave the new facilities to you, senior sister. In the end, I still trouble you. This will allow me to hang out for at least another three years, which is really great. "

Carry on.

──Something is stuck on my head again.

"Wait a minute, what's the name of the school?"

"It's Diguang."

I froze.

Seo goes to Gakushuin, and Seiji goes to another prestigious school, neither of them plays school basketball, and I haven't paid attention to Teiko Middle School for a long time.

"It turned out to be a shabby settlement." I said amusedly.

"Yes, thanks to Akashi-san."

It's A Zheng.Ah Zheng once publicly stated that he did not like Teiguang Middle School. With his influence, it is not difficult for a school to fail.

No wonder the name Diguang gradually didn’t appear in front of me after so many years.

I smiled and said: "Well, thanks to Xiaozheng, I will have someone contact you, and you can see if there is anything you need to buy. Yes, Heizi, if you can, don't tell Xiaozheng that I am looking for you. Me and him relationship is not good."

Heizi froze for a moment, "Yes, senior sister, I understand."