shining moment

In the semi-finals of the lifting competition, the competition intensified.

The blue-haired boy dribbled the ball, turned around and made another three-pointer.

Always a textbook pose.

The boy's face was covered with sweat.

Along the face, sliding over the Adam's apple.

The lights illuminate the arena.

A smile appeared on the boy's face.

The blue-haired boy who originally shot a three-pointer raised his throwing hand high and clenched it into a fist.

With enough confidence to score a goal, he smiled.

The beautiful three-pointer once again aroused cheers from the court.

"Yo, long time no see!" The hedgehog boy smiled and waved his hands.

"Xiandao..."

"Are you here to watch Mitsui's competition again?"

"kindness."

The auditorium of the competition venue is full of people.

Every time in the semi-finals and finals, there are always an unusually large number of spectators off the field.

"I said, I didn't intend to commit suicide at that time, no matter how you look at it, I fell down accidentally!" Anderson retorted helplessly.

Xiandao looked completely unexpected, and responded in surprise: "Eh? Really?"

"Of course, I said, you didn't tell Mitsui that before, did you?"

Xiandao patted Yasuda Morimata on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, I did mention it, well, don't worry about it. You see, the break time is over, let's continue watching the game. It seems that Meiji University won It's unlikely."

Mitsui's Meiji University was widened by the opponent. Even Mitsui's three-pointer failed to narrow the gap. It was entirely because of the great gap in strength between the two teams.

At the end of the game, Meiji University lost.

This time the basketball lifting competition is the best result ever achieved by the basketball department of Meiji University.

As the cold snap hits, people on the street put on winter coats.

On the roof of the Tokyo Science Teaching Building, two girls quietly watched the distant scenery.

The cool wind blew the girl's skirt wantonly.

The short-haired girl didn't seem to notice it at all, and didn't feel the cold at all.

"Yuko, are you really not cold at all with so little clothes on?" Anda Mori looked at Uesugi Yuko who was wearing extremely thin clothes beside him and asked.

"It's not cold, I don't feel that way at all. Could it be that cold protection education has no effect on you?" Uesugi Yuko said while eating Godiva chocolate, "Well, it's delicious! As expected of Godiva, this The taste, it's amazing! Thank you, Mori!"

The mellow and rich chocolate slowly melts in the mouth.

The slowly smudged taste flows on the tip of the tongue.

The memory of the taste buds is always long.

Anderson couldn't help but recall the taste of the chocolate he first received from Mitsui many years ago.

"Hey, Morimata, when I gave Mitsui Giri chocolate, that guy just said thank you."

"En." Yuko Uesugi's words brought back Morisaka Yasuda's thoughts.

The clouds in the sky fluttered gently, and the birds in the distance flapped their white wings, and with the breeze, they soared into the sky and gradually flew away.

The fallen leaves fell quietly, lying on the road, waiting for the wind to blow.

"Hey, the friendly match between the school basketball clubs that was originally scheduled for next week has been postponed again!"

"Well, it's not the first time that the time needs to be adjusted suddenly for some reason."

"However, this has been postponed for a week! If the game is held later, I won't be able to see it. The subsequent courses and experiments are full, and there will be no rest time, let alone watching the game. "Uesugi Yuko pouted, a little angry and a little helpless.

The cool wind continues to blow through Tokyo.

The crow on the telephone pole kept crowing.

As the sun was setting, Anderson, who had submitted his thesis, was walking on the path back to the apartment.

Street lamps have been turned on.

There are more and more pedestrians on the road.

Next to the stone pier at the corner of the street, there are several flower beds at the same distance.

A certain black-haired boy squatted quietly beside the flower bed, his face slightly pale.

The boy's lips were a little dry, and his head felt a little dizzy.

"Hojo Hikari?" An Tiansen squatted down slightly again, looking at the black-haired boy in front of him.

"Is there anything to eat?" The black-haired boy slowly raised his head, squinting his eyes, as if he would faint anytime, anywhere.

Anderson took out another piece of chocolate, peeled off the golden wrapping paper, and handed it to Hikari Hojo, "Let's eat some chocolate first, the dizziness will soon pass."

Seeing the indifferent look of the young man in front of him, An Tiansen continued: "Hey, don't you want to eat? Eat quickly, I used to be like you, eat some chocolate, and I will recover soon."

Yasuda Mori helped Hojo Hikari, who had finished eating chocolate, walked aside, and sat down, "Hey, are you better now?"

"En." The boy nodded, and after regaining some strength, he looked a little sad, as if something had happened.

"Hey, does your brother Toru Hojo know about your coming here?"

The young man shook his head.

"Do you want me to contact him for you?"

The boy didn't answer the question of Antian Moriya, but asked: "Can you take me to eat something? I don't have any money, and I haven't eaten anything today."

"Let's go."

Yasuda Mori took Hojo Hikaru to the nearest restaurant.

Not long after walking, Hojo Hikaru shouted to the crowd: "Senior Mitsui!"

The young man, who had been hungry for a long time, seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body, and said the name of the senior he had admired for a long time.

Hojo Hikari has been attracted by Mitsui's three-pointers off the basketball court since a long time ago. The teenager who originally liked basketball even regarded him as an idol.

Mitsui turned his head and saw An Tian Mori and Hikari Hojo.

Mitsui, who was about to go back to the apartment, came to the restaurant with the two of them.

Because Yasuda Mori and Mitsuya hadn't had dinner yet, they ordered three set meals and some snacks.

When the food was just served, Hojo Hikari seemed to be hungry for a long time, and started to eat voraciously.

When the three of them had almost eaten, Toru Hojo arrived.

Just now, while Hojo Hikari was eating, Mitsui and Yasuda contacted Hojo Toru.

At this moment, the two also left together tacitly.

The space left for the two brothers of the Hojo family to get along alone.

Walking on the street, Mitsui asked suspiciously: "Hey, what happened to Hikari Hojo?" Mitsui always knew that Hikari Hojo's child had always regarded himself as an idol, and Mitsui was also very optimistic about him.

"I don't know, are you worried?" Anderson tried to ask several times, but Hojo Hikari never answered this question.

"Well, since his older brothers are here, he won't be very worried. After all, it's a family. If it's a family matter, Toru Hojo will definitely take care of it."

"Family...that's what you said..."

"Actually, just now, your brother came to see me."

"Huh?" Anderson looked at the blue-haired boy beside him in surprise, "What did he tell you?"

Along the street, the horn of a car sounded.

The car drove by, raising a cloud of sand and dust.

Mixed with the gray-black exhaust of the exhaust pipe.

Floating low above the road.

A bright moon gradually rises in the dark night.

Shifting stars.

Alternating day and night.

On the weekend, the sky revealed a touch of morning light.

On the street, pedestrians gradually increased.

In the office, Yasuda Keito said coldly: "For Mitsui, you should give up early, there will be no results."

An Tiansen looked up at his elder brother again, a little stunned for a moment.

"From now on, keep a distance from him. I told you a long time ago. It is best not to contact him again. I have already looked for him, so you can give up." Keito Yasuda said with Talking in a cold tone, he continued with the work at hand without a moment's pause.

Anderson seemed not to be affected by Yasuda Keito's words, and replied confidently: "Mitsui has already told me about this matter, and he will not be shaken because of you."

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of disobedience?"

"If you mean my living expenses, brother, please don't worry; if you mean continuing to communicate with Mitsui-kun and denying that I am a member of the Yasuda family, it is not up to you alone, brother, because Dad Mom has already agreed to this matter, and when I went to the United States before, I went to get their consent by the way."

The corner of Yasuda Keito's mouth raised a small arc, "It seems that in the past few years, you have grown so much that I can start to look at you seriously, Yasuda Mori."

"I know that I will never be able to surpass you. No matter in study or work, you will always be the outstanding brother that I can't catch up with. However, in this matter, even if you are a brother, you don't have to Interfering to this point, I can completely decide on my own."

Yasuda Keito raised his head, glanced at Yasuda Moriya in front of him meaningfully, and continued to look down at the document.

Time, like the fine sand in a leaking glass, quietly flows away from the fingertips.

In a blink of an eye, Mitsui, Yasuda and others were already fourth-year university students.

After finishing all the courses, the fourth-year students have nothing to do except the final graduation thesis. Many students no longer haunt the campus, but return home, and occasionally keep in touch with the instructor of the graduation thesis.

Yasuda Mori was arranged by his brother to intern in the branch office in Osaka.

Before leaving, I was preparing to submit my thesis for the last course.

After knocking on the door of the teacher's office, the closed door was opened from the inside.

"It's you, are you looking for Professor Fujima to hand in your thesis?" The boy with chestnut hair said, looking at the thick paper in the girl's hand.

"Well, Fujima taught him..."

"For the thesis, you can put it on this table. If you want to wait for the professor, he will come in a while."

"You and Professor Fujima..."

"It's father and son."

The answer I got was completely expected.

After a moment of silence, Kenji Fujima suddenly talked about the topic of basketball: "When we were in the third year of our university, we entered the country very easily. Although we failed to win the national championship, our results were not bad. In last year's promotion After the game, I quit the club. If I could, I would naturally want to continue playing basketball. Compared with me who quit the club in the third grade, I really want to know why Mitsui chose to quit the club early in the second grade."

"Did he quit the basketball club in the second grade?" Anderson asked as if he wanted to reconfirm from the boy with chestnut hair.

The boy with chestnut hair replied: "Well, after the basketball promotion game in the second grade, he withdrew. I never met him in the subsequent games. Later, I heard from the Meiji team that he retired not long after the promotion game. I thought you would know, but I wanted to ask you why."

The door of the office was opened again, Professor Fujima walked in, and Mori Yasuda left the teaching building soon after submitting the thesis.

The singing of the campus choir can be heard in the distance.

. . .

Who in the world よりきっと (I love you more than anyone else in the world)

Chest に 声く弹棒を (thumping in the chest)

ずっと抱きしめていたい (I really want to hug you all the time)

Season を越えいつでも (Through seasons forever and ever)

. . .

This time the song is no longer the song from previous years, but "Who in the World よりきっと" by WANDS

An Tiansen seemed to be reluctant to part with him, so he stopped by the tree-lined path of the school and listened to the singing of the choir.

"Mori!" The person behind him patted the girl on the shoulder, and called out the girl's name in a breathless voice.

"Mitsui!"

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