[Comprehensive] The male god looks super fierce

Hanyu stood holding the basketball for a while, looking down at the boy with sky blue hair.

"Well, shall we start now?"

The boy with dark blue hair looked at Hanyu Kazuki differently from usual, and bowed to him.

"Please, please teach me a lot!"

Hei Zizhe also adjusted his wristbands, his sky blue eyes looked at Aomine Daiki's rare nervous appearance, and suddenly he seemed to see the shadow of the boy in the past.

Became much more animated.

When the black-haired boy saw such a big reaction from Aomine Daiki, he also bowed subconsciously.

"Hey, it's me, please give me your advice!"

In Hei Zizhe's eyes, the behavior of these two people was inexplicably cute.

The boy with sky-blue hair walked slowly to the center of the court, looking at Hanyu Kazuki with soft eyebrows and eyes.

Kazuki Hanyu and Daiki Aomine walked over. When he was about to start, Tetsuya Kuroko gently took the ball from the black-haired boy and looked up at him.

"Jiaozi, can Qingfeng-kun and I treat you alone?"

"I'm different from you, I have to attach to one of them, but Aomine-kun's words still can't surpass you, so it's a little fairer to form a team like this."

This time, Aomine Daiki didn't blow his hair because of Kuroko Tetsuya's words, because he did lose to Hanyu Kazuya that time before, and after realizing that he was the one from Jora, he could vaguely sense that the boy was hiding his strength. I didn't try my best before.

The boy with navy blue hair is very proud and even arrogant, at least in terms of basketball, but he is not so arrogant when it comes to the existence of respect.

However, there are very few people who can be treated like this by Aomine Daiki.

Kazuki Hanyu didn't know these things, his blue eyes flickered, he pursed his lips, and took a while to relax.

"……it is good."

He seemed to understand why Hei Zizhe did this, not only because the real Qingfeng Dahui was a little weaker than himself, but according to his talent, he would be able to catch up quickly, but also because... the sky blue hair The young man seemed to want to convey something to Aomine Daiki through basketball.

The friendship between teenagers cannot be spoken in person. Some things only need to go through a medium.

The black-haired boy stood indifferently opposite the two, his eyes darkened, and he stared straight at the basketball in Tetsuya Kuroko's hand. His gentle aura was completely different from that of before, just like when he was on the battlefield. serious outside.

Aomine Daiki licked his lips, his whole body became excited, while Hei Zizhe beside him didn't show any superfluous expression, his sky blue eyes flickered dimly, and he stood silently beside him.

He looked at the tall and tall figure of the boy with dark blue hair. The sunlight elongated his shadow a little. It wasn't a very deep shadow, but it was enough for Hei Zizhe to find his place of dependence.

The boy with sky-blue hair stared at Aomine Daiki for a long time, and at the moment the basketball was thrown up, his eyes fell on the orange sphere.

In the middle of the sky, under the sunlight, the basketball against the light is above the light and below is the shadow, split into two different worlds at once.

Hei Zizhe was also slightly stunned, his thoughts wandering away.

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"Zhe, do you want to play basketball together this weekend?"

The dark-skinned boy hugged Kuroko Tetsuya's shoulder affectionately, and said so.

The boy with sky-blue hair didn't answer Aomine Daiki, and watched quietly for a while while holding a popsicle stick he had just eaten.

"Hey, Zhe..."

"Ah, I won the lottery."

Originally, Aomine Daiki, who felt a little angry because Hei Zizhe didn't answer, just said something, when he heard the boy say so.

"Hey! Is it true?!"

He reached out and took the popsicle stick from Heizi Tetsuya's hand, stared at the place where the winning message was engraved on it for a while, and then looked down at the boy with sky blue hair in surprise.

"I have eaten so many times and have never been hit..."

When Qingfeng Dahui was astonished, Hei Zizhe also took the popsicle stick into the convenience store and exchanged it for a new popsicle and handed it to the boy with navy blue hair.

"I ate one just now, here it is, Aomine-kun."

"Zhe..."

When Aomine Daihui was moved and wanted to say a few words, Hei Zizhe interrupted him in a disgraceful way.

"Mr. Qingfeng, please don't show such an expression, I will be ashamed if I say it on the street."

"……Hey!"

After arguing like this, it was only after Aomine Daiki finished eating the popsicle in a few bites that he brought up the topic again.

"Weekend? Yes."

The boy with sky blue hair thought for a while, and after confirming that there would be no time conflict, he nodded and agreed to Aomine Daiki.

"But why so suddenly? In the past, Aomine-kun wouldn't give up Mai and go to the street basketball court during such precious time as the weekend."

"...Zhe."

Aomine Daiki directly rubbed Kuroko Tetsuya's head vigorously with his hands, and after seeing his messy hairstyle, he let go and replied happily.

"I heard that on the street basketball court, there are many powerful guys coming to compete on weekends. Just listening to it makes people excited!"

After the boy with sky blue hair heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, his fair face showed no expression, and he didn't respond to Aomine Daiki's words.

At this time, the boy with navy blue hair was no longer satisfied with looking for opponents among his peers, his light became more and more dazzling, and the dark color of his own shadow gradually faded...

Could it be that one day, I will no longer be needed...?

Aomine Daiki didn't notice the slightly pursed lips of the sky-blue haired boy beside him at this time, and the long eyelashes trembling slightly because of his thoughts.

On the basketball court after that, Aomine Daiki did not meet a few decent opponents.

The dark-skinned boy twirled the orange basketball casually with his fingers in one hand, his eyes were full of boredom and irritability.

Even though he just stood like this and didn't show anything on his face, Hei Zizhe could clearly see all his emotions just from Aomine Dahui's eyes.

As the shadow of light, no one understands the idea of ​​light, the obsession of light, and the burnout of light better than him.

And these are not what the boy with sky blue hair cares about the most.

Looking at the back of the dark blue-haired boy who left a little unhappy because the beating was not smooth, Hei Zizhe also had dark brows, pursed his lips, and looked down at his right hand.

He slowly clenched his hand into a fist, lifted it up in the air, and gently touched Qingfeng Dahui's back.

Just now, it was the first time they didn't bump fists after a fight.

Hei Zizhe also touched the nothingness of the air like this, his sky blue eyes were light, flickering and flickering, and then his face was expressionless, as if nothing happened, and he slowly put down his hand without noticing anything.

……

Hanyu Kazuo defended very hard, seeing how Kuroko Tetsuya and Aomine Daiki cooperated almost seamlessly, it was a little disturbing.

This was the first time he had seen the sky-blue boy passing the ball so closely. Although he could sense his position, it was based on the perception of spiritual power.

On the basketball court, he is not willing to use these methods. This is a disrespect to the opponent and basketball.

The figure of the boy with sky-blue hair that cannot be captured, and the fast Aomine Daiki who is only an afterimage, these two are very difficult for Hanyu Kazuki.

Fortunately, his eyes are far better able to capture subtle movements than normal humans, so he can barely cope with the curve of the ball's movement alone.

"Hey, Zhe, pass it over from there later!"

Once Aomine Daiki arrived on the court, it was like a different person when he touched basketball.However, this time, compared to the previous indifferent attitude, he seemed more energetic, and gradually regained the feeling he had when he was in Teiguang.

Hei Zizhe also saw all this, but the boy with dark blue hair didn't feel it.

Only a strong opponent can make Aomine Daiki care, and can make him wake up and return to his original heart.

The boy with sky blue hair stood behind him, holding an orange ball, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he rarely smiled.

Seeing the boy's appearance, Hanyu Kazuki suddenly became dazed, and at this moment, Aomine Daiki received a pass from Kuroko Tetsuya, went up and threw the ball into the basketball hoop.

"..."

The black-haired boy was silent for a while before realizing that the moment he was looking at Tetsuya Kuroko just now, the match had also come to an end.

"Mr. Qingfeng, I lost."

Saying that, Hanyu Kazuo raised his hand and scratched his cheek.

Aomine Daiki was extremely tired, panting and looking at the black-haired boy, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

"As expected, you are the strongest!"

The navy-blue boy looked at Hanyu Kazuki who had been playing with him for so long, except for a little thin sweat on the tip of his nose, and said excitedly that he didn't show any signs of fatigue.

He also knows that there is still a gap between himself and Hanyu, and this time it was with Kuroko Tetsuya that he defeated Hanyu.

"However, you didn't seem to move just now, what's wrong?"

It was only at this time that the rough-headed boy with dark blue hair came to his senses and asked.

The blue eyes of the black-haired boy flickered slightly, and he pursed his lips in embarrassment.

"I've been watching Heizi just now, so I accidentally lost my mind..."

Hei Zizhe was also stunned for a moment, raised his sky blue eyes, and stared straight at Hanyu Kae, there seemed to be some different emotions inside, he couldn't explain clearly.

After hearing this, Aomine Daiki also set his eyes on the boy with sky blue hair.

When he noticed that the boy looked at the black-haired boy with such gentle eyes, his eyes sank, and he understood something almost immediately compared to Hanyu Kazuki's doubts.

Between light and shadow, shadow understands light best, and so does light.