[Net King Black Basket] Rebirth: Hunting the Iceberg Goddess

Some things are already decided by fate and cannot be changed by human beings - such as life and death, love and hatred, or...

The paranoid Tezuka Kunimitsu faced his first tough battle this summer.

At the moment when Dashi was succeeded by Atobe's few words, Baili held the railing of the grandstand tightly in his hand, and Jiabai, who was tightly pressed against the metal, was about to be broken.

Deputy Minister, Deputy Minister, can't you just have a snack? !

Atobe said that Tezuka's "wrist was injured" is obviously just throwing bricks to attract jade, why... why did you just yell out "Tezuka's elbow has fully recovered!" Such words!

This is... the key information that is completely enough to determine the life and death of Tezuka in this match!

Baili took a long and deep breath, and then let it out slowly. After doing this three times, she finally suppressed the urgent urge to rush into the stands and strangle Dashi to death.

Her eyes were glued to Tezuka's body, and the boy in Tezuka's domain used his left foot as the axis, and did not move too much from the beginning to the end.He seemed to be standing in the same spot as a doomed hero with one enemy against one hundred, with awe-inspiring murderous aura pervading his whole body, he quietly resolved every fierce attack of Atobe in an invisible way, and he has always firmly controlled the situation on the field.

He didn't move, so neither did her eyes.

Baili's eyes have seen the most beautiful river and the bluest sea in the world, and she has also seen the long yellow sand under the blood-colored setting sun; The most expensive equipment in the sports circle - her previous life and work had opened up a new world of vision for her, but at this moment, when she died and was reborn, and desperately came to the side of her male god, her eyesight failed. Becoming so weak and powerless, as if he could only see the short distance in front of him, and the only... one person.

Atobe's purpose is already so obvious. He is equal to Tezuka. He can't kill Tezuka quickly, so he chooses the method of tug-of-war, like boiling a frog in warm water, slowing down Tezuka who is at the critical point. Slowly wear down until the final victory is achieved.

After Tezuka broke serve and won the first game, Atobe expressed his combat intention more clearly in the second game: the high ball hangs short, and the return ball goes deep into the bottom line. Will choose a more moderate and conservative way to fight back.

His blond hair fluttered under the bright sunlight, and the tips of the hair were dotted with dazzling light, but the light refracted in Baili's eyes, which could only sting her pale green pupils again and again.

The girl only felt an inexplicable sour emotion in her heart, which was the deepest helplessness and the most regretful pain.

She seemed to be able to hear Dashi on the bench telling the story of the year, but the soft and clear voice that usually sounded like the most irritating noise in the world for a moment, and the few words that poured into the ear seemed to be While the sharp blade made Baili's heart tighten, it also showed distinct anxiety and pain.

"...He was the strongest first-year student in the school back then, even the third-year seniors couldn't beat them."

"...a senior injured his elbow with a racket."

"...We have always hoped that when we become the main election, we can lead Qingxue to dominate the country."

"...Minister Yamato persuaded Tezuka to give up his plan to retire."

“…his training was too heavy and taxed his arm so he forfeited his eligibility for junior selection camp, but his arm is now fully recovered.”

"...It is his dream to dominate the country."

Those people were still commenting, sharing, sighing, and admiring, but Baili didn't want to hear a word anymore.

Baili let go of her hands, which had already turned white, and fumbled to hold her own arm. She only felt a bone-piercing coolness all over her body, which made her body tremble slightly and her teeth chatter.

She was clearly standing under the scorching sun, among the crowded stands, and in front of her stepbrother and close friends, but she felt that she was standing in the deserted wilderness, the cold wind was raging, and the world was at a loss , she looked around but couldn't find any trace of anyone's existence.

Those people, how could those people understand her mood?

Those people, how could those people have expected what kind of brilliance and miracles Tezuka would create in the future?

How shallow their vision is, they can only see the here and now, and the longest expectation is nothing more than the championship of a national competition—Japan, youth tennis, junior high school group, team—that’s all.

They said that Tezuka's dream is to be a national champion, with firm tone and sincere emotion, as if Tezuka can only have such a dream in his life; He sticks to Tezuka without hesitation, betting all the possibility of Qinggaku's victory on him alone, but forgets that this is a team competition, and the outcome is not determined by one person; Tezuka can choose to self-destruct for his little dream , He has the right to decide his own destiny, Baili may be helpless, disappointed, and cry, but she will also respect Tezuka's ideas.

But... why can all his teammates act like they know him so well?

They were clearly using words to form a rope, binding Tezuka tightly to the tall piles of firewood, treating him as Bruno in this world, willing to die for his beliefs and not hesitate.

This is not support at all, this is not encouragement at all, this is not "we will be behind you" at all!

Tezuka Kunimitsu never owed the Aigaku Tennis Club, but the Aigaku Tennis Club owed him. He is a narrow-minded senior, a minister who does nothing, and...they usually look forward to defeating Tezuka, but they put all their expectations in the game. The members who are all heavy on him!

He is indeed the minister of Qingxue, but he shouldn't be such a pathetic minister!

Baili clasped her arms even tighter, her anger and sadness were like two heavens of ice and fire, setting her on top of the karmic fire of endless hell and roasting her repeatedly.

Baili doesn't want to stand on the sidelines anymore, and doesn't want to enjoy a spiritual lingering while Tezuka is slowly being grinded to death by a soft knife, but she has always been a loyal supporter of Tezuka, and she can accompany her idol to experience The brilliance of the peak will surely accompany him through the painful muddy swamp.

Even if she had never seen Tezuka reach the peak with her own eyes, this pain...she couldn't bear to let him bear it alone.

But at the moment when Tezuka suddenly clutched his arms in pain and knelt down on the court with a roar, Baili couldn't hold back the sudden pain in his heart after all.

She propped her elbows on the railing, bent down and lowered her head, stretched out her hands to tightly press her eyes, and suppressed all the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes.

The game ended with an extremely weird tie-break score. While Echizen was preparing for the play-offs, all members of Seigaku—from the main pick to the substitute—swarmed around Tezuka, using various The way to express their admiration and touch.

From the moment Tezuka was injured and fell to the ground, Momoi got up and stood beside Baili, looked at her worriedly, and said a few words of comfort from time to time.Seeing that Tezuka had finally returned to the bench, Momoi carefully poked Bairi's waist: "Aren't you going?"

"Why bother."

Baili's expression had long since returned to normal. She looked at Tezuka in the crowd indifferently, and spit out a short answer.

However, before Momoi was about to say something, Baili suddenly reached out and patted her on the shoulder: "They will definitely send Tezuka to the hospital, you and my brother should go back first, I want to go to the hospital with him. "

Momoi showed a clear smile when he heard this, and gave Baili a few words in a low voice, then turned around and pulled Aomine away - Momoi and Aomine had no interest in tennis at all, Tezuka's match When it was over, Baili was about to leave again. Of course, they had no reason to stay.

Baili, who left the stands, quickly caught up with Tezuka and some of the main players escorting him not far from the field.Oishi looked a little surprised, while Qianhe Fuji's expression was dim and unclear. Baili pretended not to see the eyes of the two people, and also pretended not to see Tezuka's scrutiny on her. He just nodded at Oishi with a serious expression. head.

"If possible, I would also like to go to the hospital with you."

"For reporting?"

A non-canonical candidate standing aside suddenly interjected in a cold tone, and Baili stared at that person with blazing eyes, with a gritted, cannibalistic hatred in his expression.

The third-year non-candidate almost shrank under Baili's gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then stared back at Baili like a bluff.

"Even if you're a reporter from the school newspaper, you shouldn't—"

"do not talk."

The man's words were interrupted by a cold voice, the scene was silent, and Baili inevitably turned his gaze to Tezuka's face.

The broken hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, sticking to the skin in strands; there was a thin layer of sweat on his face, which was probably caused by the continuous pain; his complexion was not very good, But the eyes behind the gold-rimmed eyes still carried a chilling chill, and they were still as bright as if there were stars shining in them.

Baili looked at his eyes blankly, his eyes were too complicated, and his expression was too flat, even the gift from the divine beast could not make Baili read what Tezuka was thinking at this moment.

And at the next moment, the fighter who had just experienced a bloody battle looked away and sighed softly.

"Echizen's game is very critical. Now that coach Ryuzaki is not here, you must go back."

"As for me, it's enough to have Baili classmate to accompany me to the hospital."