shining moment

On the campus of Tokyo Science, a boy with chestnut hair is walking methodically on his way to the basketball court.

There are many girls behind who said excitedly: "Look! Fujima! It's Fujima! Ah!"

"It's really nice looking up close!"

"I heard from seniors in our club that there is a professor in our school's Business Administration Department whose surname is also Fujima, maybe it's Fujima's father or mother."

"Eh? Really? It's very possible... Ah, Fujima, he's seen it, he's seen it!"

Fujima turned his face slightly, and saw Mitsui who was riding a bicycle in his school not far away.

There is no practice match with Ming University's basketball team today, why did he come here.

Seeing the figure that had already ridden away, Fujima didn't think otherwise, and continued to rush to the basketball court.

For Fujima, basketball practice cannot be slackened even a day.

For the newcomer who has completely become the most promising basketball team, Fujima firmly established the idea of ​​helping his team win the championship in this year's basketball promotion competition.

The dream of wanting to dominate the national competition in high school failed to come true. After arriving in college, the teenager turned the regrets of high school into motivation and devoted more energy to basketball. Improved a lot.

Xia Chan sang loudly, as if telling about the heat of summer.

The blue-haired boy was wearing a pure white and clean shirt, riding a BRIDGSTONE bicycle, walking through the green shade, the dappled sunlight shone on the boy's body through the gaps in the green leaves, adding a sense of warmth.

Careful people will find that the boy who originally belonged to the basketball club of the school next door can often meet him not only on the court of Ming University, but also in Tokyo Science Department.

The black-haired girl who had just finished her elective course walked out of the classroom alone with the booklist recommended by the professor in her hand.

Wearing one-piece shoes, his footsteps seemed a little faster, as if he was rushing to a certain place in a hurry.

Behind the girl, someone is chasing quickly.

"and many more!"

"Student Yasuda!"

"Antian-san!"

The girl's forward steps were interrupted by the pull of the person behind her.

The girl frowned, feeling a little unhappy in her heart, thinking that maybe the other party had something important to say, but she didn't show her thoughts on her face, she turned around calmly, looked behind and kept shouting boy with his own name.

"That... Yasuda classmate, didn't you hear me calling you just now?" After running for a long time, the black-haired boy finally caught up with Yasuda Morimata who was walking ahead on the side of the road. The boy continued panting, "Still, Yasuda-san thought it was someone else... Huh... It's really not easy to catch up with you..."

"Who are you?" Anderson asked suspiciously again, "What do you want from me?"

"Eh? I'm Shanyuan from the same department as you! That... ah... let me take a breath first..." The black-haired boy suddenly said seriously, "Whether you know me or not, in short, Yasuda If the classmate doesn't have a boyfriend yet, why don't you consider dating me?"

"I refuse." After saying the words of refusal without a second of hesitation, Anderson turned around and left, ignoring the boy behind him.

"Ah, wait a minute, Yasuda-san, do you really think about it again?" Yamahara continued without getting discouraged, "Go out with me."

"I refuse, and let go quickly." An Tiansen looked coldly at Shanyuan who was holding onto his arm.

Just as Yasuda was able to reject Yamahara simply, Mitsui, who entered the basketball club of Meiji University, also encountered a similar situation.

Because Tokuo was always by his side, Mitsui's bad past was basically spread on campus. Of course, Mitsui himself didn't care about this matter.

Since then, there are far fewer girls cheering for Mitsui off the court than other players. Mitsui himself has never paid attention to it, which just reduces a lot of unnecessary troubles.

However, in the university, there are still bold and enthusiastic female college students who confess to Mitsui, although Mitsui politely rejects them as soon as they open their mouths, just like Yasuda Moriya.

While refusing, Mitsui also sighed slightly troubled, don't let such a thing happen again in the future.

Unexpectedly, such a thing happened to Yasuda Morimata not long after.

Mitsui couldn't control the anger in his heart until Mitsui saw Yamahara who was still pestering Yasuda Mori after being rejected.

"Hey, didn't she reject you very clearly just now?" The blue-haired boy separated and pulled the girl's hand, and pulled An Tiansen to his side again, "If you keep pestering her, be careful I will kill you! "

"Eh?"

Hisashi Mitsui of the Meiji University Basketball Club!

Almost all of Yamahara’s circle of friends are basketball enthusiasts, and occasionally he plays basketball with his classmates and watches football games, like the superstar Mitsui Hisashi from the basketball club of Meiji University next door. Yamahara not only often hears about him, but has also seen his games. of.

At this moment, Yamahara seemed to have not expected the development of the matter at all and froze in place. Looking at the two people who were gradually walking away, they seemed to be hit hard and about to petrify.

The melody of summer insects chirps up and down, accompanying the whole summer.

The leaves on the tree are bright green.

The summer wind blows black hair and flutters gently.

On the girl's white one-piece shoes, the ankle-length white skirt fluttered slightly, as if drawing a dreamlike white rose.

On campus, the choir is rehearsing for a performance soon.

Walking on the road, you can hear the melodious singing from not far away.

. . . . . .

前のことぞ忍ばるる (I can't help but recall the old days)

风の音よ云のさまよ (Ah, look at the breeze, blowing the white clouds)

. . . . . .

ゆうべ浜辺をもとおれば (I wandered alone by the sea at dusk)

. . . . . .

月の色も星のかげも (light moonlight, indifferent starlight)

はやちたちちまち波を吃き (Late at night, I wandered alone by the beach)

Chishang のすそぞぬれもせじ (A sea breeze rolled up the waves, soaking my clothes)

. . . . . .

Many years ago at the seaside, the sea beat against the shore.

As night falls, at dusk, the sun will gradually submerge at the end of the sea level.

The beach at that time was lapped by layers of waves, and the black-haired girl stood alone on the edge of the beach, with the sea water gradually reaching her ankles.

The girl didn't seem to notice the sea water under her feet at all.

Not far behind the girl, the hedgehog-haired boy who was about to go home happened to see this scene.

The figure under the setting sun gradually drifted away towards the direction of the sea, and suddenly, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

Seeing the figure falling into the sea, the young boy with the hedgehog immediately put down his fishing gear and ran over.

"Hey, are you alright!" The black-haired boy with the hedgehog head picked up the girl who fell into the water and walked to the beach.

When the girl fell into the sea, she drank a few sips of sea water, coughed for a while, then lowered her head and said, "Thank you."

"Xiandao! Go back!" The boy's family shouted from a distance, and the hedgehog-haired boy waved his hand to say goodbye to the girl.

Gradually at night, on the edge of the beach in Kanagawa, the sea breeze blew, and the waves rolled up the floating flowers.

Everything is slowly submerged in the thick ink-like night.

On the streets of Tokyo, on a scorching summer afternoon, the asphalt road near the school became scorching hot due to the sunlight.

The blue-haired boy slowly moved forward while supporting Hailan's BRIDGSTONE bicycle.

The bearing hubs are connected to the steel rims of the wheels, and the black rubber extensions press against the road, spinning continuously, just like the Ferris wheel in Palette City in Odaiba moving slowly.

"Hey, Mori, to be honest, many times, I also hope that I can be relied on by others, I mean, for so many years..." The blue-haired boy was interrupted by the sudden situation, "That. ...so hot..."

The weight and temperature on the boy's back seemed to be hotter than summer.

On the streets of Tokyo, the golden sunlight soaks the streets full of green leaves.

Taking out the metal key, the cold temperature formed a strong contrast with the hot feeling on the body.

In summer in Tokyo, the air seems to be so stuffy that it makes people restless.

The teenager turned the key and opened the door of the apartment.

Upon seeing it, it is extremely simple decoration, revealing a cool feeling.

On the shelf in the living room is every record the WANDS has released to date.

In the bathroom mirror, the blue-haired boy looked downcast and focused.

The water flowing out of the water pipe also carries the temperature of summer.

The girl turned her head to look at the clock on the bed cabinet and said, "Mitsui, if we pass by now, we can still catch up with this afternoon's practice match."

"Fool, how could I leave you here alone like this, don't think about the game, it's just a practice game."

The boy put the wet towel on the girl's forehead, and then put an ice pack on it. The coolness penetrated through the towel, relieving some discomfort caused by the fever.

The living room and the room didn't have much decoration, except for some necessary furniture and daily necessities, only the textbooks used in the university were left.

A white ceramic vase is placed on the table, facing the sun, revealing a white and bright color of ceramics.

The kitchen is filled with gray and white matt tiles, making it look spacious and bright.

The few kitchen utensils were neatly put aside.

The boy looked at the girl who was breathing shallowly with her eyes closed, and gently picked up the towel on her forehead and the ice cubes that had melted a lot.

He tried his best to relax his movements, but the other party noticed it.

The girl opened her eyes and gently grabbed the boy's wrist. With a sick temperature, through skin contact, the boy realized that the girl in front of her eyes was blurred and her consciousness was still a little fuzzy.

"Mitsui..."

"I'm just going to change some ice cubes for you. I'll be back soon. You can sleep for a while." Before leaving, he re-covered the beige cashmere blanket on Anderson's body.

On the stove in the kitchen, a small flame is constantly beating, and the porridge in the pot is bubbling and fragrant.

Mitsui took out another ice pack from the refrigerator, and checked the temperature of Yasuda's forehead with his hand before placing it on Yasuda's forehead through a towel.

The still-hot forehead quickly sank from the ice.

By the time the porridge in the pot was brought to Yasuda Moriya, it was already evening.

The rice porridge in the mouth is at the right temperature.

In the ceramic vase, the curly petals are quietly blooming. The setting sun shines through the transparent glass window, shining on the dewdrops on the white rose, which is full of watery brilliance, making the rose in the vase fresh and quiet.

The sleeping girl felt as if her forehead was being rubbed by a wide palm, and there was also a soft touch on her temples.

The moon hangs high at night, and the stars are shining in the dark night sky.

The girl fell into a deep sleep in the middle of the night.

In the dream, the girl seemed to have returned to a long time ago.

In the video store that year, a single just released by WANDS was being sold.

Boys and girls who also like the WANDS band met at the video store in Kanagawa they frequented and bought the latest CD.

The sound of music seems to come from my ears, which is the hazy and beautiful past.

The girl fell asleep in a dream of memories, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

The author has something to say:

Regarding the line "I killed you", it was probably the line in Mitsui's first competition after his return. When writing this plot, this line came to mind involuntarily.

The choir sang "Hambeme の Song (Song of the Seashore)", which was published in 1918 by the Japanese musician Narita Yuzo. One of the group's repertoire.

The Palette City Ferris Wheel is the Odaiba Ferris Wheel, located in Odaiba, Tokyo. (Odaiba, referred to as Odaiba for short, is a huge artificial island created by land reclamation in Tokyo Bay, Japan.)

White rose flower language: Innocence, purity, respect, I am enough to match you.