About me getting up at 04:30 every day for the basketball and volleyball club

Perhaps it was because Akashi Seijuro participated in Haiji's unexpected raid. In short, the sun was shining on the second day and people could clearly feel that summer was coming. something happened.

Even in the remaining few days of this week, Sai Tsurusheng still continued the same daily routine as before:

Get up at 04:30; do morning exercises with Hui Er; go to school for the morning class meeting; go to class; scratch your head with physics problems; be separated from Momoi by girls in the same class when you are about to move to the experiment or vocal classroom; go to school after school Arrive at the basketball team, supervise the training situation, check the wear and tear of equipment, arrange towels and digital clothes, help check expenses and accounts, go out to purchase equipment, and coordinate with other schools for practice games...

Occasionally, I have to share in collecting information on teams from other schools, recording game videos, and analyzing team strength.

It would be a lie to say that I am not tired.

But being busy has its benefits.

For example, she can chat with the hated Atsushi Murasaki without pretense, and she can also quickly pass by several people from the Generation of Miracles in a natural way—it doesn’t mean they didn’t come to ask about the matter of Akashi being taken away by Haiji Kiyose I don't want to know, especially Kise Ryota, who is always looking at Sai Tsuruo with curiosity that can kill a cat.

Finally, when school was over, Momoi May took over the long-term activity task of "Where is Ada Going?" Tsutsuru didn't have to go home from school with the Miracles generation.

She had more time to sit outside the convenience store across the street from the gate of Yinkoma Academy with Lone Claw Grinding, who had also finished her job, discussing life.

"Shouldn't it be time for you to change your summer clothes in such a hot weather?" Sai Tsurusheng loosened the cuffs of his shirt and rolled the white shirt up to the middle of his forearm in stacks. However, it was still hot, and the people in Miyagi were quite uncomfortable in Tokyo. early summer.

"Speaking of which, tomorrow is the day when Hesheng and your ministers will have a sincere meeting."

Grinding Lonely Claw stared down at his phone, his slender fingers like a girl's but with more distinct knuckles flicked on the screen, "Have you figured out what to do?"

Zui Hesheng puffed up his face and admitted very dejectedly, "No."

In all fairness, ever since Gong Yoo said to her that "you must make sure of your heart", Tsutsuru has always wanted to find a chance to return to Miyagi.

Although Gong You hasn't seen him for a long time, he seems to have grown into a golden-haired fox, but it cannot be denied that what he said does have some truth.

Lone Claw Grinding doesn't hate Zu Hesheng complaining about the same things to himself every day, but it is inevitable that in the process, he also begins to feel bored with the object that bothers his little friend.

It's been a long time since Zuo Hesheng played games with them.

However, in the eyes of Lone Claw Grinding, reality is occasionally a real-life MMORPG.

Everyone is a player involved. They may become their temporary or permanent teammates, or they may stand on the opposite side and become the boss that needs to be conquered.

Although Zuo Tsuruo spent only one-twelfth of a year in the dungeon of "Teiko Basketball Club", the current situation of no progress in front of him is already satisfactory.

"Then you won't help?"

Although he didn't expect that "the most crane student would give an affirmative answer", Lone Claw Grinding still looked up at her.

Finally, Hesheng hesitated, scratched his face, "Help people to the end, send Buddha to the west...my mother said."

"...But the choice of what to do is still in your hands, isn't it?"

Grinding moved his eyes away and put his eyes on the phone again.The game happened to be restarted, and when he returned to the checkpoint screen, whether to choose automatic proxy was just a matter of whether he was willing to click the "OK button", and it was so easy that he didn't even need to think about it.

Because it's just a game after all.

It's not worth it for the game to affect your mood.

Or in other words, all the unpleasant things that happen in this world depend only on whether the person concerned will care and how much they care.

During the period when "Monster Hunter 5" was first released, grinding was always unhappy.

Games are difficult and interesting, but training takes up a lot of his time. In order to maintain sufficient energy the next day, he can't go to bed late or get up early to play games at two o'clock in the morning.

Heiwei Tielang asked him why he always had a sour face.

He honestly said it was because he didn't have time to play games.

Heiwei Tielang touched his head because of his height and said:

"One can get nothing without sacrifice. In order to get something, one needs to pay the same price."

He borrowed famous lines from "Fullmetal Alchemist" without hesitation to teach Lone Claw Grinding, and no matter whether he was on the way to school or not, there were many strangers beside him who heard the speech of the second-year student like Tie Lang with a black tail. come.

If the person who said this to Lone Claw Grinding was not Heiwei Tielang, but someone else, Lone Claw Grinding thought that he would probably retort:

But I don't like volleyball.

Volleyball cannot be equal to the game.

They have different weights in his heart, and naturally they cannot convince him to accept the so-called "equivalence exchange" principle.

But Zuo Tsurusheng was not in the same situation as him.

He has a reason to continue playing volleyball even if he doesn't like it until he graduates from high school, but the last one doesn't.

A strange school, a strange club, friends with disagreements... no matter what it looks like, it's so annoying.

If it were me, I would have quit the department long ago.

His thumbs hanging on the screen overlapped and moved, and after a while he heard Sai Tsurusheng say:

"Although my brother asked me to restrain my habit—that is, the habit of always thinking that others need help or that others are pitiful, but sometimes I still feel that he is pitiful..."

"Your minister?"

"Ah."

"How pitiful is he..." Grinding frowned, "There will be major problems within an organization, and the manager must also have unshirkable responsibilities."

The grinding voice was small, but the words he said hit the nail on the head.

So Zui Hesheng had no choice but to say: "But he seems to really like basketball and his teammates.

"Isn't Grinding playing volleyball because of Mr. Kurobi? He said he couldn't find a good setter or something."

"This is different from my situation..." He murmured disapprovingly.

"But I think our minister is a bit like Mr. Heiwei."

"No, Ah Hei is much better than him."

"It means the feeling of liking something very, very much."

"...well..."

"And there are people in this world who obviously want to work hard, but can't do it well, don't they?"

"That can only show that they used the wrong method, or misdirected their efforts."

"It may also be because you don't know the direction and method of your efforts."

"what?"

Zui Hesheng shrugged, "Our minister is this kind of person."

…………

There was a torrential rain on Friday night, and it didn't stop until half an hour before the scheduled meeting between Tsutsuru and Akashi Momoi.

Downstairs, the flowing water of the Tama River was darker than in the past. Whether it was a couple who occasionally appeared on the embankment to talk about love, or a wild cat or a pair of wild dogs, they all disappeared.

Ten minutes earlier than the agreed time, the doorbell rang.

Zui Hesheng removed the anti-theft chain, unscrewed the lock cylinder of the locked door, and finally pulled open the three transparent bolts on the door frame——Hui Er was afraid that something would happen to her living alone, so he specially installed these—— After finishing their work, Seijuro Akashi and Itsuki Momoi, who were blocked from the door, were able to enter the apartment, which was relatively spacious for a single person.

After leading the two into the door, Sue Tsuruo pointed to the red button on the wall, "Don't touch it."

Momoi asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Siren." Sai Tsurusheng sighed, "Press it down and it will sound a high-decibel alarm for at least 1 minute..."

Momoi immediately moved away in the opposite direction, and Akashi Seijuro took a rough look at the room while the two of them chatted.

Perhaps because it wasn't my real room, the strangest apartment was not so much clean as it was empty.

The walls retain the most original white paint, there are only a few pieces of furniture, and there are quite few decorative items. The only things that make the whole room a little more lively are the mint-colored curtains and a glass door that separates the balcony from the interior. Muppet bear.

The textbooks and books were neatly piled up in the corner by her, only "Shen Ci Jian" was placed on the round coffee table, which looked a little awkward.

"Xiao Mo, were you looking up new words just now?"

Momoi Itsuki stared at one of the most famous dictionaries in the country in front of her, blinking her eyes.

After all, in this era when the Internet is so developed, such heavy reference books have long been replaced by various electronic dictionaries.

"No. This is what I put here...to encourage myself to study hard?"

"Kyose's future wish is the Faculty of Letters?" Akashi Seijuro asked.

"That's right." Zui Hesheng took the "Shen Cijian", turned to the page full of editors' names, and found one of the names skillfully, "My mother graduated from the Faculty of Arts, and now she is in charge of editing " One of the members of the editorial department of "Shencijian"."

Even though Momoi and Akashi didn't take the initiative to ask, Tsutsuru still couldn't help introducing the mother he had longed for since he was a child.

Book editors are not uncommon in everyday life, but editors who have participated in the compilation of a nationally famous dictionary are quite rare.

Momoi was stunned for a moment, then sighed softly, "That's amazing, Xiaomo's mother..."

"Right." Sai Hesheng's upturned voice was full of pride, "So my future dream is to become a person as powerful as my mother."

"But let's stop this topic first."

She hugged the "Deep Ciken" in her arms, sat on the short side table, and looked at Akashi Seijuro seriously, "Please explain your reason for coming, Akashi-kun."

"Coming".

In "Shencijian", this word has two meanings: the purpose of visiting, and the purpose of letter.

Substituting the scene where Akashi Seijuro is currently in, it is obvious that the former must be used.

Before coming, he rehearsed the current situation many times.

He has thought about the sitting posture, the well-worded belly script, and the tone and tone of asking for help—yes, asking for help—Akashi Seijuro is unwilling to admit it, and he has to admit the fact that he can no longer Grab this handful of fine gold dust in your hand.

The club is his club, and his friends are his friends.

How far must a man fail before he has to ask an outsider for help like he is now?

Akashi Seijuro often felt as difficult as being strangled and suffocated.

Occasionally, he would hear what seemed to be another person in his head, always saying in a sharp and sarcastic voice:

You are a coward.

You are a useless child.

Akashi Seijuro had never seen this person before, but vaguely, he felt that he knew what kind of expression this person was looking at him—just like when his father looked at him.

When he was a child, he also watched a video of himself when he was just born.

His mother looked at him with a pale face, surrounded by countless praises and flowers, and everyone seemed to be happy for his birth.

But is this really the case?

If his birth was such a celebration, why is it that everyone is trying to move away from him now?

The fact is of course—

The man was talking again.

——No one likes cowards, and no one likes useless children!

You already know why people gather around you.

You should have disappeared long ago...

From the moment you walked into this room, you gave up even the last bit of your dignity.

Why are you still alive with such audacity?

Do you remember that song that mother sang to us?

Don't cry, don't cry, close your eyes, fly away with pain!

……

So sleep.

Then disappear.

Close your eyes now and the pain will be gone...

……

……

……

"Red! Secretary! Jun!!!"

Clap your hands, and the wind from the fan brushes the tip of his nose.

Akashi Seijuro trembled suddenly, his eyes changed from chaotic to clear, and he saw clearly again the round table in front of him, Kiyase Saitsuru who sat back with his hands back in embarrassment, and Momoi Itsuki's worried expression.

"Did Akashi-kun not have a good rest yesterday?" Itsuki Momoi, who has been with the Miracle Generation for the longest time, is more aware of something wrong with Seijuro Akashi than Saitsusheng.

Zui Hesheng looked at him with a frown, and echoed, "Well, your eyes are a little redder than usual."

"Ah..." He heard himself struggling to squeeze out a syllable from the depths of his throat, and then he slowly recovered his voice, and squeezed out a smile habitually, "I didn't sleep well during the heavy rain yesterday, let you I'm worried."

Weird.

As long as he thought about it, there would not even be a single sound of a needle in Akashi's house.

"That's good... that's good..." Momoi breathed a sigh of relief, her voice was filled with a trace of fear and crying that she didn't even know where she came from, "Akashi-kun is the pillar of the basketball club... If you get sick, the basketball club will be turned upside down..."

After hearing this, he moved his facial muscles mechanically, "Pillar... It's useless to make a pillar like mine."

"No!" Momoi immediately retorted, "Only Akashi-kun can be the pillar of the basketball club!!"

Realizing that her volume was a bit loud, and even reverberating throughout the room, Momoi's face turned red a little, and she quickly straightened up her demeanor, and explained carefully:

"If it wasn't for Akashi-kun, Ada would have disappeared long ago...

"Before, it was inconvenient because there were too many people in the club, and I never had the opportunity to say these things to Akashi-kun face to face.

"Really! Really really really thank you!

"If it weren't for Akashi-kun, Ada would have been expelled long ago.

"But if that kind of thing really happened, Ada might really not play again...

"So really, really thank you! Thank you for not giving up on Daiki Aomine, the peerless idiot!!!"

Momoi Itsuki's uncontrollably raised voice echoed in the one-person apartment again.

I don't know how long it took.

Maybe one second, maybe five seconds, maybe longer.

Maybe it was temporary, but that voice suddenly disappeared at this moment.

In the thick silence, Akashi Seijuro heard himself say:

"you are welcome.

"These are all things I should do."