[Kuroko's Basketball] Miracle!

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Hei Zizhe was also a good young man who never came late or left early. Although no one noticed, he was indeed the first one to arrive at the classroom every day, and he persisted for two consecutive semesters.

In fact, it was not as easy for Heizi to wake up as he imagined.

The quilt is comfortable and warm, especially since he still has the habit of staying up late...

Yes, who doesn't like to sleep late?

He uses the most traditional way of waking up, placing three alarm clocks in different positions that vibrate and scream at intervals of one minute.

Before the set time, he started arguing non-stop, and he would naturally wake up when he got impatient.

As long as you wake up, you will have the strength to climb out of the bed!

"Beep beep beep—" The alarm clock sounded very crisp and abrupt in this slightly empty room, no, it rang again as usual today.

The viciousness of the alarm clock at Kuroko’s house is definitely not a cover. Midorima Shintaro, who was passing by for morning exercises with a wet towel around his neck, was standing outside a small single building, listening to the three loud ringing sounds with black lines all over his head. All kinds of "beep beep beep——" in my head

You are not afraid of neighbors spraying you and disturbing the people!

Midorima adjusted his glasses, feeling that it was more important to remind Kuroko than to continue his morning exercises.

If this guy is sprayed by someone, wouldn't it be the reputation of Diguang Middle School and the basketball club that would be implicated?Humph...not paying attention to your own image at all.

But why do you show up at someone's door so early in the morning?

Very suspicious.

As we all know, Midorima Shintaro is a poisonous tongue who will insert poisonous arrows from time to time, and his lethality is definitely above five stars.

In fact, not only that, Midorima also has a very awesome feature, that is, it reverses right and wrong, that sharp mouth can make you ashamed even if you don't understand it.

It's as if he didn't have any special reason at the moment, but he could still come to knock on Heizi's door early in the morning.

Anyway, this guy lives alone, his parents are working out of town, and he can only come back a few times a year.

Shintaro Midorima walked to the gate, and was about to knock on the door to call for someone, but a small gap failed to escape his eyes. If I guessed correctly, then this is... Kuroko is at home alone, and he doesn't lock it when he sleeps at night. Door?

This fool!

Lvjian gritted his teeth bitterly.

Tokyo is indeed a place of good law and order, with few accidents, but it is not without exception.

But no matter how good the law and order is, you should keep the most basic door locks and windows closed when you are alone at home...

Live zero eggs!

A certain little green who once again hated iron and steel held today's lucky thing - the figurine of the little squirrel with his fingertips, gently pushed open the door of Heizi's house, stepped in, closed it without a trace, and locked it.

After completing this series of actions, Midorima was silent for five seconds at the door of Heizi's house.

I'm not out of a guilty conscience.

He didn't find any good reason for himself, so he comforted himself like this.

The decoration of Heizi's house exudes a modern and simple style. Although the entrance is a sliding door, but the floor mats and shoe racks can be seen that the house is still mainly Western-style.

Pale blue walls, creamy yellow floors.

But Lujian guessed wrong this time, and only the first floor of Heizi's house is mainly Western-style.

His bedroom and his parents' bedroom are both Japanese-style rooms, and at this time, Heizi is rolling around with a cup on the tatami in his room.

The blue hair sticks up, as if he was walking on the street when the typhoon hit.

On the chest of the pajamas is a picture of a giraffe with its neck raised, which was bought for him by his mother last year during the New Year, implying that in the new year, sunspots can grow taller and stronger!

Although tatami mats are not as comfortable as a soft bed, they sleep very freely and sweetly.

When sleeping, the nose is filled with a fresh rice-like fragrance, which is still a special taste. Otherwise, why do so many Japanese people love to sleep in Japanese rooms?

Heizi also loves Japanese rooms only, and after living for so many years, he has gotten used to it.

Green Room sneaked into the second floor silently, wait, Green Room said that the author can't use the word "sneak in", it's unlucky.

Yes, it was the first time he came to Heizi's house, and as picky as he was, he had to admit that the house was very quiet and tidy, and everything was well-groomed. It seemed that that idiot Heizi was not useless.

Deliberately slowing down the movement and opening the sliding door, Midorima narrowed his eyes and observed the situation inside the house through the gap.

Spotted the target, a fool rolling around.

At this time, two of the three alarm clocks had been turned off by Heizi's subconscious action, and the other one continued to call diligently, but it couldn't wake up Xiao Hei who had fallen into a deep sleep.

Midorima held his forehead, and didn't say anything about someone's horrible sleeping appearance.

He first stopped the trembling alarm clock, then squatted down, and gently patted Heizi's blushing cheek with his warm palm.

"Heizi Tetsuya, twenty laps."

"Whoosh..."

"..."

This guy obviously struggles to get up, but he insists on pretending to be the first one to arrive at class every day.

It's been more than a year, and no one in the class has ever discovered him... I really don't know what this guy is trying to do?Midori sighed helplessly again.

Standing up, the bandaged fingers rubbed the palm that touched someone's cheek.

Fool……

He turned around and left Heizi's bedroom, and went back to the first floor, the kitchen of Heizi's house... and then... the petrified green room found...

When I praised Heizi's cleanliness just now, it was indeed a little early.

The kitchen walls that have been damaged beyond recognition, the scorched stove, the dishes in the sink that have not been washed for almost a week, the refrigerator door that is open, and the trash can that is about to overflow...

Midorima's left eyelid twitched a few times, but in the end he just rolled up his sleeves. It was rare that he didn't have a poisonous tongue, and he worked hard to clean up the mess for someone.

Besides shooting poisonous arrows, Midorima is best at cooking.

He is the only one in the basketball club at noon every day, and he will never go to the cafeteria to buy lunch.

Most of the ingredients were stale as the refrigerator door had been left open overnight.

Lu Jian picked out some usable meat pieces from the freezer, as well as quick-frozen fried dumplings, heated rice balls, microwave chicken nuggets... This idiot, wouldn't he rely on these fast food to fill his stomach every day?

Yes - the truth is often right in front of your eyes.

Midorima suddenly stuffed all the instant food products back. As a master cook, I absolutely disdain to eat these junk foods, which are not nutritious...idiot food...

He re-scanned the ingredients in the refrigerated grid, found out the unaffected eggs and vegetables, defrosted the meat, and began to show his talents in this dilapidated kitchen!