[Net King + Black Basket] Seijuro, your mother calls you to go home for dinner!

one year later.

Seijuro entered Teiko Middle School in Tokyo with the first grade in his grade.Friends Hijiruo and Feng Chotaro from his elementary school chose to go straight to the middle of the ice empire.

The choice of this top student who has been steadily maintaining the first level surprised them. After all, in terms of teaching quality and hardware equipment, Bingdi is at the top level among universities in the country. Few students transfer to other schools to study abroad except for family reasons. middle.

……

Standing in front of the mirror, Seijuro wore a black tie with flexible fingers, as if he had practiced it hundreds of times.He put on a white suit jacket, straightened the collar of his light blue shirt, and smiled at the red-haired boy in the mirror.

Before his mother passed away, she always knocked on the door to wake him up, prepared his clothes, and tied his tie... It's not that Seijuro couldn't take care of himself, he enjoyed the short time alone with his mother in the quiet morning.

Seijuro went to the desk to organize his schoolbag, paused for a moment with the hand holding the phone, he involuntarily clicked on the blue icon, logged in to twitter, and in the following column he only followed one person.

Pull down the page that I have browsed countless times, and my eyes stay on the selfie of a family of three in front of Atobe House.

The most important thing I do every morning and evening is to waste tens of seconds checking her status. Unfortunately, that person hasn't updated her status since a year ago.Seijuro knew that his expectations were nothing but self-deception.

He can only reminisce about the past through his mother Xunli's twitter, because Masashi destroyed all the objects related to her at home after she left.Computers, clothes, beds...not even a single photo.Undoubtedly, Seijuro found his father increasingly inaccessible, and although he lived under the same roof, he rarely communicated with each other, except for the routine three times a week of individual lectures and brief conversations at the dinner table.

He sighed softly, his thoughts were abruptly brought back to reality, and he stuffed his phone into his schoolbag.

As a freshman representative, he needs to walk in front of more than 120 new students of the same age in the school at the entrance ceremony, and speak on stage in full view.He glanced at the manuscript on the table, and he had already memorized the lines by heart.But I still feel a little embarrassed, which is actually normal psychology.

"Master, it's time for dinner."

"Understood." Seijuro fiddled with his hair, picked up his schoolbag and walked towards the door.

Since the mistress left, the personnel transfer of Akashi House has changed.Katase disappeared, and a new driver replaced the old butler Shikawa to take the young master to and from school. Masashi ordered him to keep a close eye on Seijuro and not let him leave his sight.

Seijuro wasn't sure if this was due to "overprotectiveness" or something else, or if Masashi instructed that he was simply afraid of losing him.Under his refusal, the driver had to park the expensive car in a hidden corner not far from the school.

"But—" the driver looked at the young master in the back seat hesitantly, "your father said..."

"I don't want it to attract too much attention," Seijuro explained, "at least give me a little freedom in school."

The other party couldn't argue with him, so he had no choice but to pay attention to his leaving back.

……

In April when the cherry blossoms were flying, freshmen in brand-new school uniforms greeted their opening ceremony on a sunny day.

A stage was set up on the playground that could accommodate hundreds of people, and the first-year students were lined up in order of surname.Seijuro happened to be standing in the middle of the first row, facing the podium.

The so-called ceremony is just a formality, and the opening speeches that are used all over the world are the same and have nothing new.The stiff students pretended to be good babies, but stood still and looked at the surrounding environment uneasily from the corner of their eyes.The girls are looking for the boy they like, and the boys are more concerned about the cute and sweet girl.

The agitation of adolescence quietly protruded from the wall, and the hormones quietly diffused around the precocious student.Unlike the timid children who just entered elementary school and cannot meet their parents, middle school students who are in the rebellious period would rather stay away from the sight of their families, thinking that they have the privilege of not being taught anything when they grow up.

Seijuro expressed disdain for this, not that he was a late bloomer. Having received an elite education since he was a child, he knew that he shouldered a heavy burden of family glory. From the moment he was born, he was destined to be the best at the top. Be indoctrinated with the idea that "winning is everything".Seijuro's every move was watched secretly.

The mother who is in heaven must also hope that he will grow into a calm and responsible teenager——

"Next, Akashi Seijuro, who entered Teiko Middle School with the first grade in his grade, will come to the stage to deliver a congratulatory speech for us!"

Seijuro stood up calmly, walked to the center of the podium with his head held high, and looked down at the unfamiliar and immature faces below.He seems to be the most distinctive member among them. Standing at different heights makes him have the pleasure/feeling of a king's landing.

"Mother of Heaven, have you seen this?

I will work hard to become the excellent Seijuro Akashi in your mind. "

Seijuro didn't feel nervous at all during his speech.His outstanding family background, grades and appearance made him a topic of much interest among his classmates. Curious students all hoped to be assigned to the same class as him, and most of them were girls.

He was assigned to Group A for the first year, and the rest of the 39 students in the same class turned their attention to him when he got up to introduce himself.The feeling of being watched again did not make him feel uncomfortable, but fell into a state of enjoyment, even though the people paying attention to him were a group of strangers who had been together for less than a minute.

As early as the Ice Empire elementary school students began to receive leadership training courses, and they often had to recite or express their opinions in front of the whole class, which Seijuro was used to.

"Akashi-kun is really amazing, you don't have stage fright at all when speaking on stage~"

"Yeah, how did you do it?"

As soon as the first class was over, the students gathered around Seijuro's desk one after another, and there were some who were looking for friends to teach him study skills.Especially when they discovered that Xueba did not have the haughty airs of top students at all, their impression of him gradually increased.

Seijuro just laughed it off, and his parents taught him not to show his emotions, let alone make people disgusted by his excessive arrogance.She just said indifferently, "It's nothing, just get used to it. In fact, I was a little nervous before going on stage."

"Haha, I'll just say it. But I can't tell that Akashi-kun is nervous~"

"No matter what, it's still very powerful!"

The sincere compliments from the students are always more pleasing to the ear than the compliments from the adults, and the carefree way of doing things is not like the young masters and ladies of Bingdi.Seijuro couldn't help smiling, the corners of his mouth slightly raised just right.

"By the way, have you ever thought about joining any regiment?" A certain girl asked cautiously.

He shook his head, "Not yet decided."

"How about coming to the Astronomy Department? We can work together!"

"No no, Akashi-kun is more suitable for the foreign language department or the literature department~"

Seijuro looked at the noisy classmates in front of him with a smile, and his thoughts drifted to the distant past in vain.

**

Seijuro's speech department/female show was in the speech contest of the fourth grade of elementary school. He was elected as the representative of the fourth grade with excellent grades and good character, and was sent to another private elementary school to speak to all the students and teachers. .After receiving the task, Seijuro also panicked. After reading the manuscript over and over again, he was always worried that he would not perform well on the spot.

He confides his troubles to Xun Li distressedly, and only hopes to get some comfort from her.

Xun Li babbled for a while, and kept persuading him not to worry too much, but her encouragement didn't work, instead it made him less confident, thinking that he would definitely screw up.

"This time I'm participating in a competition at another school, so I'm worried." He drooped his head and grumbled depressingly. "Obviously I wasn't so nervous when I participated in the violin competition before."

"It's human nature. The older we get, the less courageous we are." Xun wanted to make him feel better. In order to make him relax completely, she winked at him mysteriously. "Let me tell you a secret, mom, I used to be a very shy and introverted person."

"Eh?!"

"When I first entered college, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to make friends. I envied those students who made friends easily and were very popular. But my sister gave me a bad idea. Since I am good at basketball, I should join the basketball club... At that time, the school happened to be playing another school basketball team, and the school was in urgent need of women's basketball team."

Seijuro looked at her with admiration, "Mom joined the basketball team? She must have become the main force."

"The scene at that time is still vivid in my memory, and I teamed up with a group of unfamiliar students to fight against students from other schools." Xun Li narrowed his eyes, completely immersed in the memory, "At first I felt very awkward, because I only trained a few times , The cooperation was terrible. At first, the opponent scored several goals. We almost thought that our team would lose on the soil of our own school, and the chance of victory was very slim.”

"And then?" He couldn't wait to know the result, as if completely attracted by her story.

"Until—two students in the audience stood up and cheered us on. I suddenly froze and stopped, and found a strange force injected into my exhausted body. They were also college freshmen, For me, they were two unfamiliar faces that I had never seen before. However, more students imitated their appearance and cheered for us, shouting 'Don't give up, victory is ours.'”

Having said that, Xun Li took a break and took a sip of the black coffee in the mug.

"From that moment on, I realized something was different. Maybe those two students just couldn't take it anymore and felt they had to do something to save face. But in my opinion, they gave me so much courage that I let I regained my confidence. So... I wiped/dried the sweat off my brow and started running on the court again.”

"The results of it?"

"We still lost to the opponent by a very small point difference." She shrugged indifferently, "but the students in the audience still cheered for us. After that, I made a lot of friends, some from the basketball team, and some from the same day. Watching the game."

"That's great... I want to join the basketball team in the future!" He promised with confidence.

"Well! Xiaozheng, who works hard, may become the captain of the team~" Xun Li changed the subject, "Ah, let's talk about the speech contest. Give yourself more confidence, because you are enough excellent."

Xunli continued to inspire Seijuro during his short life journey, and this is also the driving force that supports him to become an omnipotent top student in the eyes of outsiders.

Seijuro knew from beginning to end that losing her was the greatest regret in his life.

……

"So, Akashi-kun, have you made up your mind?"

A tongue-tied classmate leaned forward unconsciously while holding his desk with both hands.

Seijuro moved his chair back calmly, nodded resolutely, "Yes."

"Foreign language department? Literature department? Mathematical Olympiad department? Or... oh, Akashi-kun is also good at calligraphy, isn't he? I saw you in the previous competition."

"I want to join the basketball team."

His voice is very soft, but very powerful, with a hint of indisputable meaning.Even if his decision caused quite a storm in the class.

No one could believe the picture of the gentle and thin boy sweating profusely on the basketball court.Although he is excellent in morality, intelligence, physique, beauty and labor, the image of a hot-blooded boy is too incompatible with him.

"Don't think about it again? There must be something more suitable for you..."

"I won't change it." He didn't talk to the classmate who was chasing after him, and put away the textbooks from the last class.

He likes to accept difficult challenges. As Xun Li said, those who do not have the courage to take the first step will eventually achieve nothing.

The author has something to say: When writing this chapter, I was still thinking about the end of the black basket, so I feel sorry for the red team QAQ

The matter of abusing the evil female partner has to wait, because there are many things that need to be explained before that

My reply was swallowed =. =

[In case everyone asks repeatedly, I will post the trend of this volume]

The first part of the chapters is interspersed with the perspective of Seijuro/Kunri, including memories → the middle and later chapters are about Kaoru returning to Japan → I will not spoil the details, and I haven’t thought about the follow-up development yet.

The original intention was that I didn't want Xunli to fight back, but I believe everyone wants to see her grow up. I also hope to pave the way for her to return to Japan in the future.For the time being, I plan to let Xunli and Seijuro officially meet at the beginning of WC (well, it’s still a long time ago). Recently, the plot has been a bit delayed. You can watch it after fattening up (but I still hope to have a message =A=)