[Black Basket] The male protagonist is the captain

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"That's an exaggeration to say."

Hitomi rolled on the sofa, sat up and refuted Aika: "As a partner who fights together on the Internet, Aika will break my glass heart when you say that."

"Your glass heart has been broken many times." Aihua said.

"Glass hearts are sticky and continue to be used." After glancing at Aika, Hitomi said, "Then you trampled on your heart again."

For Hitomi's half-truth, Aika didn't care about it, she went straight to her room and continued to stay at home - after that, the two of them basically didn't go out of the house very much, Aika was because she wanted to read everyone's feedback on the website , while Hitomi shrank directly in the room because of a very subtle matter.

The reason is a post titled "I feel like I'm hallucinating in line, and I feel like an angel just passed by me [cover my face", the poster is the delirious guy who was queuing up to buy love flower games.As soon as this post was published, it got a lot of reactions, and within a page, someone posted a photo of Tong holding a sign and instructing everyone to see the way.

"Is this your angel?"

Haizaki saw this post.

Hongcun saw Huizaki's text message with gloating mood on the night when he returned home, and the ghost knows why he gloated.But regardless of the reason, Hongcun has unspoken dissatisfaction with Hitomi's appearance on the A Zhai forum—and Hitomi didn't expect such a situation to appear in the future.

So without waiting for Hongcun to say anything, the pupil girl very obediently expressed that she didn't want to go out alone recently.

"Damn it, because of this sentence, senior won't even let me deliver it at the station." If there is a quilt corner on the sofa that can be bitten, Hitomi will definitely gnaw on it: "What do we do now, Aihua, what are we going to eat tonight!"

"Anyway, it's just takeaway. What's the difference?"

"But I want to go shopping..."

"I didn't hold your thigh and say that you can only step over my dead body to get out of this door."

"Cut." Tong looked at the phone for a while, and suddenly sent a text message: "No, I have to go shopping, I want to find someone to accompany me to go shopping."

"Does such a person exist?"

"Of course!" Hitomi furiously said, "I still have Tetsuya!"

Aika lazily sat on the sliding office chair and turned around, then stretched out her long legs and closed the door with her toes.Hitomi was very disappointed with this behavior of half body, so he called Kuro.

Most of the time I didn't go to find someone else, I feel a little guilty when I think about it.

Hitomi swallowed, expressing extreme guilt for the cruel fact that she valued sex over friends.

But if it's black, he who is kind, gentle and generous probably won't, no, he definitely won't say anything!

"Hitomi-san."

The boy's voice was the same as usual: "I haven't contacted me for a long time."

"Sorry," Tong's voice lowered, "Well, I'm going to play with Aihua recently..."

"I don't mean to blame Hitomi-san, I'm just happy to hear Hitomi-san's words." Instead, the young man comforted Hitomi: "I'm at my hometown now, and everyone made delicious rice cakes during the Spring Festival. If Hitomi-san If you don't dislike it, I'll take it back and give Tongsang a taste."

"Eh? That's hard work, Zheye~" Hitomi leaned on the back of the sofa: "How about I make osmanthus rice cakes for you?"

"you?"

"No, no, it's not you!" Tong coughed, "Make osmanthus rice cakes for Hei~"

After hanging up the phone, Hitomi let out a sad breath while holding the phone.

"Love~flower~" protracted the tone and called half body loudly, Hitomi said with a firm will not to give up until the goal was reached: "accompany~me~go~go~shopping~street~la~"

"Don't even think about it!"

Aihua said bluntly, "I don't want to be friends with Xian Chong."

"I got you."

Feeling that he had come to a dead end, Hitomi finally rummaged through the takeout list as if he had surrendered: "How could I want to eat that Chinese restaurant that doesn't have takeout..."

In the thick stack of papers, Hitomi couldn't find any favorite food in the end.After searching the refrigerator for a while, the ingredients in it couldn't even cook a meal for one person.Sweeping around in the refrigerator, Hitomi finally landed on the box containing skin care products.

Then she remembered someone.

Although the relationship is not that good yet, it shouldn't be a big problem to ask out to go shopping.And when chatting, I can more or less find out something about the seniors.

Thinking of this, Hitomi took a deep breath and sent a text message.

"Are you free to go shopping, Momoi-san?"

There was a reply in less than ten seconds.

"Yes, yes, yes!!!—the news comes from Momoi May"

"Wang~yue~sang~"

After seeing Hitomi from afar, the pink-haired girl waved her hand and trotted over.Hitomi looked at the icon on Momoi's chest and trembled, trying to remind her, but she still didn't say it.

Maybe people just want this effect, right?

"Good afternoon, Momoi-san."

As soon as Hitomi reached out her hand, the girl from Momoi took her hand.

"Long time no see Mochizuki-san~" she said emotionally, "I'm so happy to ask me out to play~"

"Eh?"

"Xiaomei and Xiaoya said that they have something to do, and the classmates in the class are not that familiar. This guy, Ada, went out to sleep together again. I don't know what to do with my homework at home. I'm bored~"

The pink girl talked about herself, then glanced at Hitomi.

"Mochizuki-san, are you cold?"

"Ah, not really."

Momoi in front of me is wearing standard girlish attire, with a flimsy fluorescent-colored down jacket on her upper body, skin-colored pantyhose on her skirt, and a pair of boots with a few centimeters heel on her legs. The rest of her body is extremely youthful - In fact, Hitomi was dressed similarly a few days ago, but things changed after Hongcun came back.

Sighing, Hitomi unbuttoned the knee-length coat.

"It's just that there are a lot less choices recently."

Momoi seemed to really know nothing, and after expressing his sympathy for Hitomi, he took Hitomi's hand and started to wander around the business circle.The atmosphere between the two girls became lively because of Momoi at the beginning, and then it became more and more heated because of the topic of the basketball club.

"To be honest, I'm not letting the manager go with me this time. I'm really relieved but worried." Momoi took a piece of clothing and tried it on: "I'm really worried that Ada is too lazy to wash the clothes, and in the end there is nothing to wear. "

Hitomi burst out laughing: "Isn't it?"

"Ah Hitomi-chan, don't you know?" At some point, the address between the two became intimate, Momoi shook his index finger seriously: "It was said on Twitter that there are The kind of person who decides whether to wash clothes based on whether they smell or not."

"...Aomine-kun is that?"

"No, no, he doesn't bother to wash the kind even if he has it." Momoi shrugged: "Every time I go to his house to look for him, I will never enter his room unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Uh... It shouldn't be particularly strange for boys in the sports department to be like this."

"Don't be kidding, he's just like him in the first army! If it weren't for the manager at school and his mother at home, he would be at least ten degrees dirtier than he is now!" Momoi said angrily, "It's also a power forward, and senior Hongcun directly Ditch him eight blocks! It's also a first grader, Akashi Junxiang, Wu Jun, Xiaolu and Xiaozi are all clean and tidy? It's just him who is sweating and standing next to others, I hate it to death!"

Hitomi smiled while picking clothes, finally found one and handed it to Momoi.

"May, would you like to try this one? I think it matches your hair very well."

"Really? Then I'll try it~"

After Momoi got into the fitting room with the clothes, Hitomi slid open the lock on the phone and saw a text message.

"It's here.—The message is from you"

Looking up at the ceiling, Hitomi thought for a while and put away the phone.At this time, Momoi changed clothes and came out, circling in front of Hitomi.

"how is it going?"

"I think it looks pretty." Hitomi pushed Momoi to stand in front of the mirror: "What does Mayue think?"

Walking around, not only Momoi, but even Hitomi bought some clothes.And among these few clothes, the two people's aesthetics became quite different - when they also like bright colors, the styles that Hitomi likes are simple, while the last ones that Momoi packs away are all sexy styles.

"What a cute style."

Holding a cup of hot cocoa in his hand, Momoi expressed his opinion: "Hitomi-chan seems to be under strict control by her parents."

"Fortunately, it's just that I have liked my mother's dressing style since I was a child, because it feels very elegant."

In the end, the two came to the heartland full of luxury brands.The Momoi girl slowed down and smiled at Hitomi.

"The last time I came here with my friends, I felt that although the service attitude here is super good, I really still lack confidence."

"It doesn't matter, just go if you want." This time the pupil-changing pulled Momoi: "I have to tell myself that one day, I can buy whatever I want."

"This is really a wonderful self-motivation!" Momoi's eyes flickered: "Speaking of which, I really like a new bag from the sub-line, let's go and have a look!"

"Is it...?" Hitomi thought for a while, "The new model in big red?"

"Correct!"

"I like it too!" Tong raised the corners of her mouth and sighed, "But when I think that the color of that bag doesn't match my eye color, I get anxious."

I have to say that it is a wonderful thing to have a companion to go shopping together.

But it is also very easy to spend money.

Finally, when Momoi was instigated to buy the long-awaited bag, Hitomi wondered what her father's reaction would be when the card slip was printed out.

"I really envy Hitomi-chan."

In the end, Momoi still didn't buy the one she liked: "I can only save money until the end of the quarter before I can buy it."

"There should be a discount at the end of the quarter." After going out with half happiness and half worry with the bag in hand, Hitomi sighed: "I'm also very sad. After buying this, it will be hard to live for a while."

"Ah...sometimes I wish I was drowned in money~"

Momoi took a deep breath: "In this way, you can buy whatever you want~ But I think that there will definitely be more things I want to buy, and I think it's not bad like this now. Hitomi-chan, I heard that there are still There is a high-end tailor shop..."

"Yes, but I haven't been there much."

That store usually sends someone directly to her home.

"I heard that the cashmere sweaters in that store are as light and warm as clouds. And there doesn't seem to be a trademark?"

"Looks like it's on the cuff. But who knows."

"Well, just like Hitomi-san said, one day I'll buy it and wear it!"

"come on."

"Add your uncle, stay by the side."

In a hotel two hours away from Tokyo, members of the basketball team of Teiko Middle School are having entertainment during the few free hours—Hongcun looks at the cards in his hand with a sad face, and raises his hand to drive away the crowd Haizaki.

"Aren't you annoying like a fly?"

"Senior~senior~" Haizaki certainly didn't feel that he was annoying, and disgusted the people around him with a sweet and greasy voice: "You didn't bring anything back and forth from Tokyo?"

"There are things that are not for you."

After playing two cards, Nijimura analyzed the game and glanced at Haizaki.

"Do you want to play?"

Haizaki nodded, and then Nijimura gave him the paddle.

"Then you play first, I'll go out for a while."

Haizaki cheerfully took over Nijimura's position, and immediately realized something was wrong after taking a second look.

"Senior, don't you think it's unconscionable to leave this kind of poker game to the younger generation?!"

Hongcun covered her ears and strode out.

Gray Mao played his cards angrily, and choked out a sentence after the other seniors laughed at Li Hong for a long time.

"Be careful not to find a girlfriend after doing such a degrading thing."

Hongcun didn't hear what Haizaki said, but luckily Hongcun didn't hear it—otherwise Huizaki wouldn't have been beaten.Feeling nothing interesting, Hongcun returned to the room, and when he stood at the door, he felt that the room was extremely noisy.

It seems that other than Haizaki, the other first graders are in it.

After the door was pushed open, it turned out that Akashi Midorima and Murasakihara Aomine were all there.

"Hello, senior."

After a few greetings, two of the four continued to copy homework, while Midorima showed a very difficult expression facing the shogi board.Akashi said to Midorima with a still beautiful expression.

"Stop struggling, Midorima. You have no chance of turning around."

Hongcun swept Aomine onto the bed, and when he heard these words, he squinted at Midorima—the boy looked unbearable, but finally heaved a sigh.

"I surrender."

But he was still very reconciled: "But in today's morning divination, Cancer's fortune is No. 1."

"That's a pity."

Akashi seemed to be comforting Midorima, but Midorima didn't feel his care.

"I'll win this time."

"I look forward to that day."

No matter how Hongcun heard it, he felt that Akashi would be mad at Lvma in a second, and in order to avoid this situation, Hongcun intervened and changed the topic.

"Midorima, you usually like classical music, don't you?"

"Fortunately, I will listen to it in my free time."

Lvjian's answer was straightforward, so Hongcun took out his mobile phone and looked at it: "Then help me popularize science, who is this person?"

Throwing his hand into Midorima's, Hongcun leaned against the pillow.

"I don't really want to be ashamed, so I'll trouble you."

"I have a concert and I want to go to it with other people."

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And finally the turning point is approaching...

Sure enough, I still like the light and warm sugar on campus

The number of words written by the seniors is beyond my imagination.

And the banner on the first day is a shame lay