[Kuroko's Basketball] Miracle!

Legend has it that the rooftop where there are constant supernatural events was once rated as "the best place for the whole school to see". When you are tired from studying, you can come here to sleep for a while secretly; Sky.

When you want to skip class, when you copy your homework, and...

You can also choose to confess to someone you like here, even if you are ruthlessly rejected, you will not be seen by others, and you don't have to worry about being laughed at by everyone...

Standing at the highest point of the school and expressing one's feelings to the person you like is actually quite romantic for junior high school students.

It's just that at this stage, whether it's the third-year students who have entered a particularly intense period of study, or the second-year students and first-year students who are relatively relaxed, with little homework and few classes every day...

No one dared to easily set foot on the highest and farthest place in the school.

The director of academic affairs even wanted to "obey the public opinion" several times to seal the door leading to the rooftop, but the chairman of the board didn't nod, and he never did it.

It's not just the girls who have been scared to cry here, even the teenagers are no exception, come to cry one by one, come to a pair to cry a pair.

The ghosts and ghosts are really cruel!

A certain man broke the news: In fact, the director of academic affairs was scared to pee when he went to inspect the rooftop!

The director of academic affairs suddenly became furious: You!Which class!

A certain man: I, I, I... Actually, it wasn't me who said it, it was Aomine from Class B...

The Dean of Academic Affairs couldn't bear it anymore: Have you learned to slander your classmates?Which class!Going to carry buckets to go to the bathroom door to stand for three classes!

A man: ...

The director of academic affairs thought to himself: Hmph, is it that naughty fellow Qingfeng from Class B again?For the time being, let him go! (Actually, there are not many wigs in stock at home.

At this time, the rooftop seemed to be the second meeting place for the basketball team's regular picks besides the court.

The role of the stadium: eating, drinking, sleeping, and training (?).

The function of the roof: eating, drinking, sleeping, and occasionally training.

What is the training content on the rooftop?

Kise Ryota, who wanted to formally apologize to classmate Kuroko but was brought to the rooftop somehow, really saw it.

Holding the lunch box in his hands, Ziyuan glanced east and west, and exclaimed, "Wow, little green room, the sausage in your lunch box looks delicious!"

"..." The green room where the sausage was sandwiched froze.

"..." Qingfeng, who was about to pick up the sausage, suddenly had a bad feeling.

It is true that Midorima Shintaro has a skill in cooking and sewing.

Last year's school festival class had a Hiroshima yaki stall, and Midorima took the lead from preparation to production until the end.

At the end of the event, Class B was lucky enough to be nominated for the "Most Popular Booth of This School Festival", a box of takoyaki-flavored delicious sticks, but it all ended up in Murasakihara's stomach!

The small sausage in the green box is not in the shape of an octopus, but in the shape of a long-legged crab, which looks more delicate and delicious.

And every time Atsushi Murasakihara said this, Shintaro Midorima reacted extremely quickly, and everyone in the department knew what Murasakihara was going to do with their eyes closed.

He quickly withdrew his hand holding the lunch box, deftly and deftly, making Ziyuan's chopsticks fall into the air.

After the box lid was fastened tightly, he caught a glimpse of Murasakihara's slightly excited side face, and walked towards the direction where Akashi was sitting, while not forgetting to say, "The sausage in Aomine's box is better than mine."

"Wow, really!" The period of eating at noon every day is the most energetic moment of the whole day, which can be judged from the voice.

Qingfeng, "..."

His thighs were full of poisonous arrows shot by Midorima.

Obviously they are all the same package bought together!Why do you even believe such words?

So Murasakihara, in fact, you have aimed at the food in my lunch box from the very beginning, and the target is not Midorima at all!

After being robbed of food N+1 times, Qingfeng finally had an epiphany.

In Akashi's words, grabbing food with chopsticks is also a special kind of training, which can not only fully exercise the dexterity of fingers, but also strengthen people's instinctive response.

When did it start?

I'm afraid they can't even remember the parties involved.

No matter when you start getting together for a meal, or when you start grabbing each other...it just seems to fall into place.

Aomine shouted, "Atsushi Murasakihara!"

Ziyuan squinted her eyes in satisfaction, and lazily said, "Xiao Qingfeng's sausages are really delicious!"

Aomine protected the lunch box with only two pieces of sausage left, with veins popping out on his forehead, he said viciously, "Go and grab Akashi if you can!"

Zi Yuan said with a serious face, "Xiao Chi doesn't need to grab it, he will give it to me."

Qingfeng, "..."

Midorima, who was sitting next to Akashi Seijuro, pushed his glasses, the sunlight reflected by the lenses blocked his inquiring vision, and sure enough, he found a large number of untouched octopus sausages in Akashi's lunch box.

Was it actually left for Murasakihara to eat?

At this time, Heizi, who had been squatting silently in the corner eating, asked, "Didn't Ziyuan buy two sets of meals?"

Hearing what his partner said, Qingfeng rubbed his forehead helplessly and said, "He ate up a portion of sausage in a hurry in the cafeteria."

"That's right." Heizi nodded, sighing from the bottom of his heart, "Mr. Ziyuan has a good appetite as usual."

With an expression of "I lost to you", Qingfeng simply took the initiative to send the lunch box into the wolf's mouth.

After chasing Qingfeng for three laps, he finally got all the sausages of the "Green Hornet" with satisfaction, but when he saw that there were only two pieces left in the box, Ziyuan's high emotions were mixed with a little disappointment.

"Xiaoqingfeng eats so fast..." Ziyuan chewed the sausage with bulging cheeks. Midorima always believed that if Ziyuan could play basketball seriously with the spirit of "eating", his strength would definitely be greatly improved. .

Unfortunately, such is the character of this person.

Playing basketball is because of his tall stature, which is more suitable for playing.

Murasakihara who would line up to buy limited-edition potato chips, who would grab food from classmates, who didn't care if he liked basketball or not...

Why did Atsushi Murasakihara become the quasi-final pick in the first team of the basketball team?

This is exactly the same reason why Qingfeng joined the club in the first place.

Just because in Teiguang Middle School, club results directly affect the total score at the end of the semester and the future enrollment situation.

Types like Atsushi Murasakihara and Aomine Daiki whose attendance rate is low every month and fly low in the final exam all rely on their good club scores in the basketball team to support their overall grades.

Even if he doesn't like it, he still insists on playing basketball.

Even if he doesn't care about it, he will still participate in the training arranged by the ministry in order to win.

Just because you lose, you don't have club points to get, but Akashi let go of the cruel words when he was in his first year of junior high school: points are won only if he wins, and his score will be deducted if he loses.

When Ziyuan walked back to his seat and sat down, he found that there were many neatly arranged small octopus sausages silently in the lunch box.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he was slightly startled.

It was a familiar voice that woke him up, "Student Ziyuan, I can't eat so much, please feel free to taste it."

Is it from Heizi? !

Something flashed in Ziyuan's inert purple eyes, he grabbed a piece with his fingers, put it in his mouth and said to him vaguely, "It really didn't hurt you for nothing, Xiao Hei Hei."

Heizi said seriously, "Yes, Ziyuan-san."

Qingfeng looked at them with black lines all over his head, "..."

I said, what is the logic of the dialogue between the two of you?

Huang Lai, who was crouching in the corner and squatting on the box lunch, had more than twice as many black lines on the top of his head as Aomine. He felt that it wasn't just Heizi's classmate, but the logic of the entire basketball club tended to be closer to God.

Midorima killed all the lunch before Murasakibara attacked, and covered the lunch box with a white floral floral lid, and wrapped it with a light yellow veil.

The small white book never left his hand, and the bandage wrapped around his fingertips made Kise lose his mind.

There is no other reason, Midorima has already stood in front of him after eating, and after squatting down, Shintaro Midorima suddenly looks extremely tall.

"It may be a bit late, but—Kise-san, welcome to the basketball club."

Kise Ryota, "..."

Midorima continued, "Your entry guidance will be determined by Akashi, and the size of the team uniform must be reported to the manager of the basketball department by this afternoon."

"Before afternoon?" Isn't that noon, now?

After hearing Midorima's words, Kise was stunned, he didn't seem to have signed up yet!

Kise Ryota stood up, the feeling of being looked down upon was a bit subtle.

"Midorima-san, I didn't actually submit an application for admission to the club."

"Oh?" There was a smile on the corner of Midorima Shintaro's mouth, looking cold and cold, "Don't worry about that, we will treat it as if you have submitted it."

Kise Ryota, "..."

But I haven't decided to join yet!

The skill of inserting other people's poisonous arrows seems to have improved again!

In this way, Kise Ryota successfully joined the Teiko basketball club without submitting an application for membership.

And his entry guide will be—who?

Kise subconsciously looked at the position where Minister Akashi was, his crimson eyes were flawless, but seemed to be able to see through everything, leaving nothing to hide.

Akashi Seijuro swept across him lightly, and broke the chopsticks in his hands silently, with a very soft and low voice, "Tetsuya, as the entry guide for Kise's club members, just report the size of the team uniform during the club's work time in the afternoon."

The first sentence was addressed to Heizi, but the latter sentence was addressed to Huang Lai.

Heizi came over and nodded clearly, "Student Huang Lai, please give me your advice."

"Huh? Uh... well, please give me some advice." It seemed that the final decision had been made once again. Ever since he met the first-choice members of the basketball club, his right to decide his own affairs had been inexplicably shattered.

Akashi's gaze stayed on Kuroko's lower lip, and he raised his hand to remove a piece of white and fat rice for him, and his voice seemed to be deliberately lowered, "Eat the sausage in my box."

Heizi blinked his pale blue eyes, "Okay, thank you."