[Black Basket] The male protagonist is the captain

"Kuro?"

Reluctantly answering the phone, Hitomi responded weakly.There is a strong wind in the background beside the phone, which shows that the climate in Japan is completely different from today's Japan.

"Mom is skiing now~"

According to the plan, Hitomi should go home this weekend to have a love dinner, but the sudden transnational legal dispute directly caused Mochizuki's father to take away nearly half of the firm's staff and his wife.Hitomi was planning to go out when he heard the news, but Mochizuki and his wife had already arrived in a foreign country thousands of miles away.

Then, Mochizuki's mother called Hitomi once a day to tell her how much fun she was having now.

Almost covering her heart and listening to her mother's show off, Hitomi sobbed softly with tears in her eyes, for fear that her mother would hear her abnormality-if her mother knew that it was because she was released as a pigeon that caused her to be in a bad mood, her dear mother Will definitely fly back to accompany her immediately.

That would be a big deal, because the two-person world between Lawyer Mochizuki and his wife would be destroyed, even if it was his own daughter, the man would not be lenient.

"Are you envious and jealous?"

Hearing Dad answer the phone, Hitomi let out a sigh of relief and rubbed his eyes: "Dad."

The abandoned daughter was obviously unhappy, but the man didn't mean to coax her, but asked questions instead.Hitomi didn't quite know what Dad meant, but after thinking about it, there shouldn't be any deep meaning, so she nodded, "Yes."

From her marriage to the present for more than 20 years, Lawyer Mochizuki’s care for his wife has never changed. No matter what occasion he attends, he always takes his wife with him, and even asks for instructions before working overtime.To some extent, Mrs. Mochizuki is an existence that women gnash their teeth and hate in a certain circle.

"Do you know why?"

"Ah?" Tong thought for a while, "I found a good man."

It's not wrong to wear thousands of clothes to flatter but not to wear, and to praise my father by the way.

"No." Lawyer Mochizuki rejected Tong's answer: "I found a good man who is one in a million."

The corners of Tong's eyes twitched at his father's self-promotion, and he got off the sofa and went to the kitchen to have a look.The aroma of the thick soup being cooked in the pot was overflowing, Hitomi lifted the lid and looked at the milky white liquid, then closed the lid with satisfaction.

"Isn't it just an attributive addition?"

"The attributive is very important. The judgments of manslaughter and intentional homicide are very different."

"Father, is it interesting to call overseas and boast about yourself?"

"That depends on who is calling." The man smiled: "Calling my only daughter, I am willing to pay for this little money."

"If you are willing to take me on a trip together!"

"What travel?" Lawyer Mochizuki said seriously, "I'm here for work."

Holding the phone tightly, Hitomi decisively decided to end the call.

"Dad, I'll hang up if it's okay."

"Ok?"

"Legend will come over later," Tong opened the refrigerator and looked, "I'm going to start a fire."

The other party was silent for a while.

"Let's continue the topic just now." Lawyer Mochizuki had no intention of disturbing his daughter: "Kuro, what do you think is the specific manifestation of Dad's so-called nothing in a million miles?"

"If I have to say it, it's probably because of my mother and my family's quarrel." Recalling the romance of his parents, Hitomi turned on the TV and tuned to a certain channel: "Also, in the judicial circle with no connections. After a lot of hard work, you finally opened your own firm?"

"These are all very remarkable things, but when you say them, Kuro, they become ordinary."

"Dad, has anyone ever told you that you are narcissistic?"

"Your mother just said that."

Hitomi buried her face in the cushion: "Dad... I'm really going to start a fire."

"Kuro, I also really want to tell you." Mochizuki's father was urged by the person next to him: "In the future, I will find a man who is as reliable as my father."

Really satisfied.

Mochizuki's father was finally hung up by his wife holding his ears, and Hitomi was finally freed from his father's instructing.After putting on the apron, he took out the tofu, cut it into pieces, dipped it in water, and turned off the soup.

The opening of the charity basketball game came out on the TV, and the host greeted him emotionally.The first game was a duel between two girls—LME’s Matsuuchi Ruriko vs. AX’s Rumi Maruyama—just hearing the names gave the impression that neither of them knew how to play basketball.

The doorbell rang at this moment, and the teenager who had been waiting anxiously for nearly a week finally appeared on the monitor.

"Finally back to Tokyo, Zheng."

This is the first sentence after Hitomi opened the door.

Even Hitomi didn't know why this elementary school classmate and middle school alumnus who had learned equestrianism together chose to go to high school in Kyoto.Although I have heard that there are three "five generals without a championship" in Luoshan's basketball club, but if it is really the reason for Akashi to go to Luoshan, Hitomi feels somewhat——

--so funny.

Although Hitomi knew that Akashi's obsession with victory had risen to an unknown number of steps after the second year of middle school, but he always subconsciously thought that all of this person's actions were not that simple.

Ever since knowing that Akashi's father taught Akashi Emperor Studies, Hitomi has more or less awe of this old friend.

"Piano score."

Taking the bag handed over by Akashi, Hitomi froze for a moment: "Huh?"

"I saw it occasionally. I think you should like it." The red-haired boy changed his shoes and glanced at the girl: "If you don't like it, just throw it away."

"Sei, what kind of mood do you have to say that?" The black-haired girl put the bag back in the room, and when she returned to the living room, Akashi was already sitting on the sofa.

"Do you usually rely on this to pass the time?" Akashi didn't hide his disgusted expression.

"I don't have that much free time." Hitomi looked at the kitchen: "The second game is Kise-kun vs. Bupo-kun. I plan to watch the final score."

Akashi was expressionless, but Hitomi probably knew what Akashi was thinking.

waste time.

"Don't change it." Tong poked his probe again before entering the kitchen to cook: "Otherwise there will be no food."

While making yudofu, Hitomi listened to the live broadcast on TV.The fight between the two weak players was fierce due to the same strength, and the score between the two was evenly matched in the midfield.Probably because he couldn't bear the play among the ants, the minister of King Luoshan took the initiative to walk into the kitchen.

"Do you need help."

"Well... just help me serve the meal."

Akashi brought the bowls and chopsticks to the living room by the way, and the score on the TV was 10:6. When Hitomi came out with the tray, he glanced at the screen, and when he came out again, the TV had been turned off by Akashi.

"Concentrate on eating. There's still time to read after eating."

"Yes, I know." Putting the two small pots on the table, Tong put the trays back and complained in a low voice: "There are so many rules."

"But Zheng really took the trouble." Tong picked a piece of tofu for himself: "I would have been tired of eating it instead."

"The dishes made by different people have different tastes." The boy found two wakame wrapped around the tofu: "I think so."

"It's really like what a sign can say."

This was a chat before the meal, but Akashi didn't say a word during the meal. Hitomi thought it had something to do with the strict family rules of the Akashi family, and she ate very casually since she was a child—she didn't live like her family, so Compared with the ladies of famous families, in every move, they can be picked out for some mistakes after all.

This will involve the time when I went back there with my father to visit relatives at the request of my family.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Ah?" His train of thought was interrupted, and Tong came back to his senses: "It's nothing."

"Is it a bad memory?"

"It was noticed." That was indeed not a good memory, but Hitomi raised the corner of her mouth: "But it's over."

The red-haired boy put down his chopsticks: "In Kuro's impression, I'm easy to cheat."

"That's not it," Hitomi was taken aback by Akashi's formality, "It's just that I just talked to Dad on the phone, and I figured out something."

Hitomi knows very well that her innocent, straightforward and lovely mother cannot bear to live in a family that is strict with every smile and smile.Under such circumstances, her father insisted on separating from the main family and living alone with his wife when he was just able, which was indeed like a thunderstorm in that circle.

She didn't know how difficult her parents' life was, but when she mentioned that time, the complex expression of happiness and sadness on her mother's face explained everything.

In terms of the courage to abandon the fine clothes and good food and the ability to make a comeback, Hitomi must admit that his father is a good man who is one in a million.

"And there are quite a lot of things I want to understand, so I can't finish it for now." Hitomi poked the rice with chopsticks: "Let's eat first."

In the dipping sauce, I put some ginger paste of red ginger. The sweet and sour taste makes people very appetizing.After calculating the time, Hitomi washed the dishes and put them away, and came out of the kitchen, just in time to see the commercial intermission between Kise and Fupo.

"Zheng, did you see the score?"

After washing a box of strawberries, Hitomi finally touched the sofa: "How much?"

"Unexpectedly." Akashi glanced at the 2.5-dimensional idol eating strawberries: "77:0."

Hitomi choked on the result.

"This is impossible."

After coughing for a long time and finally recovering, Hitomi took a deep breath and lay down on the cushion to express her disbelief at the result.After the ad is over, the results of the first half will be shown first when the game enters the second half.

The bright red 77:0 was hung on the screen dazzlingly like that, Hitomi looked at the score and felt that his breathing became difficult again.

"No way."

Akashi looked at Hitomi's expression, "Huh?"

"I want to be a good person." Hitomi propped her chin: "So, please Kase-kun take care of Bupo-kun."

The red-haired boy responded silently, and only asked a question when the match started.

"It seems that it is true that Buposhang is disrespectful to you."

"Eh?" Hitomi looked up at Akashi: "Has Masaru started reading gossip?"

"You have more fans than you think."

According to Akashi, Kise must have heard about Fupo, so he misunderstood Hitomi's meaning, so that he didn't even let Bupo get the most basic friendship points in the game.Seeing that one side's score was approaching 100 and the other was still at 0, Hitomi sighed deeply.

"Bupo-kun will probably hate me."

"There is no need to care about such a small role."

"There's no need to say that." Tong got up from the sofa: "I just want to maintain a decent state of face."

Akashi doesn't seem to want to comment on Hitomi's stupid behavior, and Hitomi also knows that Akashi can't say anything good about his own wishful thinking.The two quietly watched the second half of the game ending with "127:0", while Hitomi pressed her temple tiredly and turned off the TV.

"There is one thing that I am more concerned about."

Akashi turned his gaze away, his two-color eyes turned cold.

"Kuro, have you seen Aomine again?"