[Kuroko's Basketball] Miracle!

When your heart is broken and your heart is disturbed, I can sneak in and take your heart away.

If your heart is broken and your heart is disturbed, I can also sneak in and infect your heart with the poison named Kise Ryota.

The little yellow chicken got the right to serve, squinted his eyes, and looked at the inconspicuous little blue on the court.

Today, Kise Ryota brand poison is on sale!

Xiao Heizi, are you interested in trying it?

I promise, as long as I'm around, it won't expire.

It won't expire... Thinking of this, Huang Lai was startled.

It turns out that as long as he is willing to face and endure a relationship, then... the speed of his development and spread is much, much faster than expected.

It turns out that I have been poisoned so deeply.

I want to be with you all the time.

Together...

"Beep—" The whistle sounded for the start of the third stage of the game, and the sharp light in Kise's deep eyes flashed, and the ball disappeared on the court like lightning.

He doesn't dare to brag about other things recently, but he is still very good at passing and intercepting the ball.

"Damn it, where's the ball?"

"Damn, what kind of blindfold is this?"

"Shh, don't panic, no matter what the other party does, it's just a dying struggle!"

The opposing team was a little loose, and the frequency of marking obviously dropped in an instant.

Taking advantage of this hard-won opportunity, Kise rushed into the opponent's infield and got the ball again without anyone noticing.

Boo!Kiss you silently.

little sunspot.

The corner of Huang Lai's mouth slightly curled up, and he firmly caught the basketball sent by his sweetheart with his hand, and jumped up high, "哐", there was a loud noise.

The slam dunk he is good at has never lost his accuracy.

Although the first two stages made his body start to get tired, but... he always felt that there was a blue healing light all around him.

It turns out that it is really possible to restore physical strength.

No one can see you on the court, but I can, Tetsuya Kuroko.

"Beep—" The whistle blew again in a short period of time.

But this time it was just the whistle to score.

"You did a good job! Classmate Huang!" The people in group B gathered around and slapped Huang Lai on the shoulder in a friendly manner.

Huang Lai narrowed her eyes and shook her head, "I didn't score alone, and..." My surname is Huang Lai, not Huang, so don't mistake such an important matter!

Heizi was standing not far from Huang Lai at this moment, as long as he was willing to turn around, he would be able to see him immediately.

However, he didn't.

It is not only the meeting of eyes that can express the intention of each other.

I understand what you mean, and you also understand my routine. You can cooperate well without looking at each other.

"Damn it! What happened to that ball just now? Why was that beginner kicking him again? Captain! Tell us the truth, that blond-haired man really only learned it for less than two weeks. Basketball? I absolutely don't believe it!"

The hearts of group A that were originally gathered together began to spread slowly.

No one believed that the standard slam dunk just now was just done by a novice who hadn't touched basketball for more than half a month.

Kise glanced at Group A, who had a sleepy expression. Believe it or not, he managed to copy some of the moves that Aomine often used, and he was not allowed to try it during the game?

Cut, what a fuss!

The captain of Group A pondered for a moment, "There is absolutely nothing wrong with this. I saw the information with my own eyes in Momoi's office. We can't panic and let someone take advantage of the loopholes at this time. Even if Kise Ryota is a genius, then What about the rest?"

"The captain is right. You are not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs."

"Look at their team, apart from him, there's nothing they can do. Don't be afraid of them, we're still ahead by a lot!"

Group A resumed the mode of clamoring and arrogant version. The venue was only so small, and Group B heard it clearly. Of course, Group A didn't feel embarrassed at all.

No matter how angry the weak are, they are also weak!Although they are not the main picks of the first team, they can still be on the sidelines and are called the elites of the basketball team.

Elites disdain to be as knowledgeable as a group of miscellaneous fish.

Kise's eyes swept over the members of Group B who were forbearing, and he turned his head back, merging with the blue eyes.

"Kuroko."

"Ok?"

"Can you still pass the ball?"

"can."

That's good, we will overtake.

Huang Lai showed what he thought was the most handsome smile, walked over, took the opportunity to rub Heizi's head, lowered his head, and pressed it to Heizi's ear leisurely, "We will not lose."

"Yes." Heizi nodded, he thought such a confident smile was very nice, "Actually, the other party...hasn't noticed that I'm on the court yet."

"Hehehehe...cough cough...very good." The other party was really frustrated.

In fact, Kise really wanted to laugh at the sky, but he held back because he cared about his image.

He absolutely must maintain his perfect image of being tall, handsome, unrestrained and open-minded in front of Heizi, so that Heizi can slowly discover how good Kise Ryota is.

"Come on, let's go!" Kise stretched out his fist.

Heizi paused, then stretched out his small fist, and bumped into the big hand with well-defined bones.

"Will win."

A bright yellow smile was infected with a touch of blue, making Heizi, who always kept his poker face unchanged, curl the corners of his mouth rarely.

Although the smile was not obvious enough, the brows and eyes did look softer.

In the stands on the second floor, a certain irritable little lion couldn't stand it any longer.

Qingfeng Dahui tightly grasped the railing, wishing he could crush it with his palm, "Damn little yellow chicken, dare to steal the action between me and Azhe!"

Just wait for me, I will never show mercy next time one on one!

I will kill you severely!

bastard!

Midorima's face was cold, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was also cold, the air-conditioning swished, and Murasakihara shrank behind Akashi from the cold.

"It seems that someone is still restless." Although he has talent, his personality is the type he hates the most.

That kind of hearty personality with a bit of rogue in the sun is something that he, the silent type, looks down on.

Sure enough... this guy... hum...

But the real culprit of the reason why Shintaro Midorima doesn't want to see the little yellow chicken is a certain sunspot.

But he definitely didn't want to admit it.

Atsushi Murasakihara hugged Akashi's thigh tightly with one hand, and kept the other hand in the motion of sending food to his mouth.

Akashi Seijuro glanced at him from the corner of his eye, moved his legs a little, but Murasakibara hugged him even tighter.

Akashi's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Murasawa."

Zi Yuan shrank her neck, and said seriously, "It's cold, Xiao Chi."

Akashi said flatly, "Go hug Aomine."

Someone is very angry, it must be very warm to hug.

Small stove!

Murasakihara's sight immediately locked on Aomine's thick and strong thigh like a searchlight, which looked very reliable and solid.

"Xiao Qingfeng, come on!"

Qingfeng almost spit out blood when he heard Ziyuan's strange tone, "Damn, don't come here, you foodies..."

"Don't do that, just look at Xiao Heizi, I won't make trouble, I just want to be warm and warm, the air conditioner put by Xiaolu will freeze to death, I absolutely don't want to hug his thigh!" Ziyuan dragged a bag of snacks, approaching Qingfeng step by step Thick thighs.

"Go away, don't let mine be hugged!"

Aomine swiftly moved his right leg away, but it was a pity that Murasakihara's target was his left leg.

So, he was still hugged.

This bastard is a foodie! !

However, it was precisely because of Ziyuan's trickery that Midorima's air-conditioning subsided a lot, and Aomine was no longer so irritable. Everyone focused on observing the situation on the field.

Hmm... It's not so much watching the game, it's more like watching a certain little yellow chicken's solo show on the field.

Every steal, every slam dunk, every time... No matter what you do, you can't do without that blue figure, which is very faint but real.

People can't grasp it, as if they can't touch it.

Heizi Tetsuya is erratic, has a thin sense of presence, has poor basketball skills, but is one of the best passers.

Heizi Tetsuya, do you know that every movement of yours has been deeply imprinted in the deepest part of your heart by some people.

Every frown and smile of yours is enough to drive them crazy.

You have always been loved.

"Beep—" This time the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

Don't think it's just a school ranking game, but it is supervised by professional referees and analyzed by professional data scientists. After the game, there is also a professional massage and health room to relax your body.

The school's investment in the basketball department is not a star.

Akashi Seijuro, although this person seems indifferent and strict, he never treats his subordinates badly in terms of material conditions, even if it is only the third team.

If the first two stages of the game were a vortex, then the rest of the game could be called a storm.

The vortex didn't sweep away everything, but was baptized by the storm, swallowed up the small fluctuations that were not strong enough, suppressed them perfectly, and fought back fiercely!

Win, Group B.

Won, Kise Ryota's first match.

He cooperated with Heizi, a counterattack that was enough to bring tears to his eyes.

Sure enough, he was indeed the person that handsome guy Ben fell in love with.

Little Heizi, I really like you...

Sweat dripped slowly along the contours of the face, and the team uniform had already been thoroughly soaked in sweat, looking like someone who had just been fished out of the water.

Although every muscle in his body was clamoring for soreness and pain, Kise Ryota just shook the sweat off his head indifferently.

This time it was a bit over-used, but he still walked towards Heizi as if nothing had happened, stretched out his hand that could no longer spread his fingers, and rubbed Heizi's head vigorously.

The palms are numb, but they can still feel a very soft and subtle touch.

Sweetness spreads in his heart little by little.

Compared with Group A, which is cursing and throwing the ball, the atmosphere in Group B is intense and somewhat sensational.

Several team members were crying, but Kise just raised the corners of his lips slightly, so in such an atmosphere, no matter what you do... you can be forgiven...

Let me give you a hug, Heizi.

Kise hung limply on the blue-haired boy's shoulders, showing a weak and powerless appearance, as if he might faint at any time, like a boneless mollusk.

"Little Heizi, woo woo woo...so tired...I can't stand my legs, come and help me, woo woo..." Huang Lai's standard version wide kelp tears appeared.

Heizi has also become accustomed to it, and he didn't resist a certain hot, sweaty yellow creature approaching him, clinging to his body.

Kise-san has a changeable temperament.

Sometimes the smile is very handsome, sometimes the smile is silly, and occasionally the confident expression shines so that people can't look directly at it, and from time to time there will be tears, and the cuteness is so cute...

Kise was sweating all over, but it wasn't stinky sweat.

Her hairstyle was messy, and she looked a bit embarrassed at the moment, but it added a touch of wild charm, and the heavy panting full of hormones sprayed on Heizi's fair neck one after another.

Flushed up, tender skin.

Kise raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his dry lips, but just "inadvertently" touched a pink spot on Xiao Heizi's neck.

He only felt like a violent electric current hit his chest and heart, but he didn't know that the person he was clinging to had a lot of fluctuations in his heart, and he didn't seem to be unresponsive as he seemed on the surface.

On the edge of the arena, Huang Lai: "Xiao Heizi, woo woo woo, let's go take a bath together."

On the second floor of the arena, Qingfeng: "Soul Dan! Kise Ryota, I'm going to kill you!"

On the edge of the arena, Heizi: "Okay, let's go."

On the second floor of the arena, Midorima: "Hmph, Ryota Kise, welcome to the 'Death' first team."

Newcomers, get ready to take on the wrath of your predecessors.

You are guilty of public outrage.

are you ready?

The calm surface is broken here.

Murasakihara let go of Aomine's thigh, and slowly came to Akashi's side, "Xiao Chi, Xiao Zi is very sad."

"Really." Akashi's expression was flat, without any thoughts.

Murasakihara was a little frustrated, and lowered his head, his tone was still lazy and loose, but there was a firmness that could not be ignored.

"I think... I can't take it anymore."

Although he was not the first person to know Heizi, nor was he the one who had the deepest influence on Heizi, but...he was still unwilling!

Why even a newcomer can get so close to him.

Why can't I, I have to take care of this scruple?

People are about to be snatched away, what else do I care about?

Look, Xiao Chi, we can't wait until we graduate from junior high school, let alone until Xiao Heizi becomes an adult.

Stop fooling yourself one by one!

What is silent guarding... I can't keep silent anymore.

This time, I can't listen to Xiao Chi.

Just this once, don't make me back, don't make me let go.

Ziyuan's words expressed all the thoughts of the people present - I can't help it, I really can't help it.

Midorima, Aomine, and Murasakibara all focused their eyes on Akashi.

They were waiting, waiting for Akashi to let go.

Akashi, you would not allow a newcomer to approach him so recklessly.

Will not.

Akashi raised his eyes, and the two scarlet pupils turned into heterochromatic pupils at some point.

At the moment when the three of them were stunned, what Akashi said in their ears, "Don't influence him, each according to his own ability."

Finally... let go.

Each according to their own ability.

As long as it does not affect Heizi's normal life and study, each can rely on his own ability.

Even if Akashi didn't warn, they would.

Who is willing to influence, who is willing to!

The two-color pupils returned to their true red color at some point, as if nothing had happened or happened.