[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

On the bus back to Kanagawa from Shizuoka, the guys in the first and second grades of the Shohoku team were noisy all the way.The result of the match with the Shizuoka seed team gave everyone a lot of confidence, and everyone had a relaxed and happy smile on their faces.

Koguro Konobu and Yasuda Yasuharu talked and laughed a few words, but when they turned their heads, they saw the side face of Akagi Takenori with his eyes closed, and the back of Mitsui Kotoshi, who was seated by the window in the front row, resting his chin with one hand and looking out.These two guys who shouldn't be silent didn't speak a word all the way, Akagi could be said to be tired, Mitsui didn't say a word...it's very strange.

Mu Mu was stunned for a moment, but didn't say much.

Those two guys with dreams in their hearts have gone through countless twists and turns, and what they will think at this time, needless to say, I can imagine.After all... the national competition is just around the corner.

Mu Mu pushed his glasses, feeling a little emotional.

The three third-year students of the Xiangbei basketball team, this is their last summer.

The bus was driving briskly on the expressway, and the people in the car started the activity of singing one song for one person at some point.Yasuda blushed and was coaxed by Miyagi, and sang an old song with a brisk rhythm.In the soft light of dusk, the coastline of Kanagawa gradually came into view, and Mu Mu also hummed softly to the beat:

出会いや别れに世常れてはきたけど 【Although I am used to meeting and parting】

一人の重さが谁にも伝わらず【But the burden of one person cannot be conveyed to anyone】

どこかへ旅立てばふり入りはしない [Once you start a journey, you will never look back]

それでもこのchoに心をしずめたい【Even so, I still want to stay here to calm down】

そうだ元気ですヨとええたい【Yes, I want to answer "I'm fine"】

……

Back in Xiangbei, I just learned about the process of the training camp. Coach Anxi dismissed and let everyone go home to rest.It is true that Mitsui Shou did not sleep well for a few days, he laughed at Sakuragi a little and then returned home with his bags.

"I'm back." Mitsui pushed open the door exhaustedly, but no one answered.

"Ah... I should have thought of it a long time ago." Mitsui even smiled, "Tsk, I shouldn't have expected..."

He put down his bag familiarly, and walked to the coffee table in the living room: "Sure enough."

Mrs. Mitsui wrote good handwriting, and the letter paper painted with golden magnolia exuded a faint fragrance, but the content of the note was not beautiful.

[A Shou:

Your father has an important dinner party today that needs to be attended by both husband and wife. There is food left in the refrigerator, which can be eaten after reheating. If you want to eat out, money is also left on the table.

Alphabet. 】

However, Mitsui Shou didn't intend to make a living according to his mother's order, he picked up the phone and broadcast a series of numbers.

After three beeps, no more, no less, a girl's voice came from the receiver: [Hello?This is Nanami House. 】

Mitsui smiled lightly: "Hey, I'm back. Is the meal ready?"

[Three three three Mitsui-kun? ! 】The girl's surprised voice sounded very pleasant, 【I, I, I, I will do it again soon! ! 】

The phone was hung up with a bang.

Mitsui laughed straight away: "Tsk...do you need to be so nervous?" But anyway...tonight's meal is settled.

Mitsui Wild Dog shook his head and ran out of the house.

·

It was getting late, and Mitsui Shou was impatient to walk more, so he habitually took a shortcut.

Dim alleys without street lights, sloping side roads, deserted parks... Mitsui hummed in a good mood, jumped briskly to the top of the cement pipe, and then jumped down.

The bushes on the opposite side suddenly trembled, and a figure jumped into the bushes from the cement pipe.

Mitsui stopped alertly: "Who is there?!"

"Hey! Sports boy, don't meddle in your own business..." A short, yellow-haired boy stood up, clutching his arms. The corner of the man's mouth was bruised, and he coughed, frowned, and gasped after only saying a few words.

"You..." Mitsui felt as if he had seen this guy somewhere before, but he couldn't see clearly in the dark, so he took two steps forward.

"What are you looking at!?" The yellow-haired boy stared at him fiercely, "Have you never seen a bad fight?!"

Bad... fight...?

·

It rained cats and dogs that day, and I was in a state of embarrassment in the mud...

[Don't think that talking harshly is a bad boy!Delinquent boys speak with their fists! 】

The foot that weighed over a thousand catties on the chest...

[Is someone like you worthy of being called a bad boy? !I bother! 】

The man had a hideous and distorted smile on his face.

[Hey, who is the dog who lost his family?Tell me, who is the bereaved dog? ! 】

Blinding yellow hair in the dim sky...

It's him.

·

"It's him! That kid!!"

Suddenly, the flashlight's bright white aperture flashed in the distance, and the sound of chaotic footsteps approached.

"Tsk! You still haven't given up..." Huang Mao gritted his teeth and said no more.I saw his thin and small body leaping lightly, holding onto the cement pipe with both hands, he climbed up the low wall unsteadily, and disappeared into the night.

Mitsui stared blankly, until a group of guys with metal clubs rushed over ferociously.

"Hey! Sports boy over there, did you see where a yellow-haired dwarf went?"

"Uh, ah..." Mitsui was dazed, his hands subconsciously pointing in the opposite direction.

"He is injured, so he must not be able to run very far! Chase me!"

The vicious guy walked away noisy and vicious, and Mitsui Shou came back to his senses.

【If I... still persist in my obsession, I will probably be like that guy now...】

Mitsui walked with his hands in his pockets.

[I am no longer a mourning dog who can only whine. 】

【I am no longer a bad boy covered in mud. 】

【I am no longer a wild dog living on the streets... I have...】

Mitsui raised his head, and the summer night sky was full of stars, as clear and firm as a boy's eyes—【I'm back, Mitsui—I'm back. 】

·

"Hey! You walk so slowly, I don't care if the food gets cold."

Under the street lamp, the girl in a white dress stood tall, smiling and annoyed.

"Seven seas..."

Mitsui also laughed: "I'm afraid that it will take a lot of time for you to cook again."

"Why don't you think that I'm going to focus on cooking, and I need someone to come and help in advance?" Qihai watched the tall guy walk towards him.

Perhaps because of the newly cut hair, Mitsui looks extraordinarily energetic.

Qihai looked her boyfriend up and down: "You seem to be tanned."

"Really?" Mitsui reached out and took his girlfriend's hand.

"Well...it's a pity that the tan is not dark enough."

"what?"

"Chocolate...it looks tastier."

Mitsui Shou's heart skipped a beat, he forced himself to calm down and said, "It doesn't matter if I don't eat well, anyway - I just need to eat you."

"Mitsui-kun, big hooligan!"

"Hahaha... What did you cook for me today?"

"Hmmm... fried meat burger tempura assorted hot pot tofu skin sushi grilled fish miso soup... and - curry."

"Ah... I don't want to eat curry!"

"It's okay, I'll eat." The girl's voice paused, "As long as you eat everything else."

"Huh?! Too much!?"

"Well, I hope Mitsui-kun has a good appetite."

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Past and present small theater:

The weather in summer is always fickle. It was still sunny yesterday, but it rained cats and dogs today.The roof made of thatch always has a few leaks, and Qihai placed some bottles and cans in the corresponding places, so the sound of clanging water poured into the ear curtains from time to time.

Mitsui Shou sat in front of the window with nothing to do, the red flowers outside the fence wall were shaken by the rain, the red flowers were falling all over the ground, and the residual fragrance dissipated.Feeling in his heart, he couldn't help humming softly:

"The flowers bloom fragrantly and beautifully, and they must fall at the end. Who can live forever. The mountain of inaction is to be overcome. If you don't get drunk or dream, you won't be wasted."

Qihai was kneeling and mending clothes, but when she heard the sound, she looked up and said, "Ah, this is... "Iroha Song"."

Mitsui turned back and smiled: "You know that too?"

"Well, the Enlightenment ballad was taught to me by my father..." Qihai's smile gradually disappeared, "Later, I taught it to my younger brother..."

Mitsui saw the girl recalling the sad things, but he didn't know how to comfort him, and he stopped talking in embarrassment.

The sound of rain, the ding-dong of water leaks, the croaking of frogs.

In the silence, a strange man's voice was suddenly heard: "Is anyone there? Excuse me—is there anyone in the room?"

Qihai glanced at Mitsui, got up hurriedly and said, "Yes—please wait a moment!"

Standing outside the simple wooden door was a tall monk, his black monk clothes were soaked through, but the person under the bamboo hat still had a subtle smile on his face: "The young monk is a walking monk of Lingnan Temple. When it rains heavily, it is difficult to walk, I wonder if the girl can make it easier for the little monk to take shelter from the rain for a while."

"Ah...well, master, please come in." Qi Hai opened the door sideways and let him into the storage room, "Please rest here first, I'll go get clean clothes."

"Thank you girl, you don't need to be so troublesome." Xian Daozhang took off his bamboo hat and thanked him with a smile, "It won't be raining for long, I just sit down and leave."

"Here...then I will cook a bowl of ginger soup to prevent illness and cold."

"Thank you, miss." Xiandao saluted with palms up.

·

Qihai exited the storage room, and saw Mitsui standing at the door of the bedroom looking at herself.

Mitsui gestured with his eyes: [If there is a problem, do you need my help? 】

Qihai shook her head silently, held up the oil-paper umbrella and walked towards the bamboo house.

Mitsui's eyes looked at the dark storage room again. Under the feng shui curtain, black sea blue and a corner of Shilian's brown cassock appeared—a monk from Lingnan Temple?

Mitsui Shou quietly retreated to the bedroom.

Through the narrow window on the earthen wall, Xiandao Akira watched the back of the girl holding an umbrella and walking towards the bamboo house.His eyes turned to the outside of the courtyard wall, and there were very few bright red flowers left.

[I just heard a man singing...forget it...] Xiandao turned the prayer beads in his hand, thinking to himself, 【Within a radius of [-] miles, only this family has planted a hibiscus flower in front of it.Anyway, the clue should be here. 】

The author has something to say: Small note: The song sung by Mu Mugong is from "Yuanji desu" by Yoshida Takuro, released on July 1972, 7.

Put a piece of the author's sloppy hand-drawing-three guys in the third grade.

Because I am adjusting the outline, I have been writing slowly recently. The Fengyu battle will be skipped, and the Sanwang battle will be the end.