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

The cherry blossoms in West Tokyo are in full bloom on the day of junior high school graduation.White powder, like a ball of soft cotton, falls on the branches that have begun to turn green.

The third graders were all caught in the auditorium for the graduation ceremony. The process was probably all the chorus singing the school song, then listening to the principal, listening to the teacher, and then listening to the speeches of the student representatives.

Perhaps he was standing in this auditorium for the last time as a student, and the lengthy speech that seemed to be a cliché before seemed to be a little shorter.

The student who spoke on behalf of all the third-year students was Akashi Seijuro. Compared with Mizutani Shizuku's speech with a trembling soul in his voice at the opening ceremony of the third semester, he seemed very calm, and his ups and downs made people feel comfortable.

"Here, I sincerely wish you all the best of luck in your next journey,

"Even if the road ahead is different, but one day, we will meet again somewhere."

"Congratulations on graduation."

It couldn't be more enthusiastic, but the applause and its echo reverberated in the auditorium for a long time.

After returning to the classroom after the speech, everyone got their own graduation certificates, mounted on scrolls, and the pattern of wood sorrel and houndstooth was printed on the floral silk cloth used for mounting. To very stylish writing brush handwriting print.

The shaft seems to be made of gum, and the last crane student hit his palm twice with his graduation certificate, and it hurt a lot.

After the teacher announced that they could move freely, the students dispersed.

Momoi went through another position change and was assigned to the window seat in the backmost row of the classroom, and quickly dug out a DSLR from his desk drawer.

Seeing her posture, Zui Hesheng couldn't help shrinking his shoulders.

Sure enough, Momoi ran over to take a photo with her.

The photographer is Atsushi Murasakihara.

The boy who is nearly two meters tall didn't even squat, he just stood there holding the DSLR, and frantically pressed the shutter on Zui Tsurusheng and Momoi Itsuki. Into the eye.

Zuo Hesheng looked at his short legs that seemed to have been sawn in half on the SLR screen, and his eyes that were only half opened when he blinked.

Anyway, she is also a young girl in her prime. Seeing the snapshot of such a death, saying that she is not in a complicated mood is a lie that will be struck by lightning.

"Xiao Mo, let's go find Kise..."

Of course, Momoi Mayzuki, who was photographed together with Saitsuru, was not spared.

On the contrary, Atsushi Ziyuan was dissatisfied, muttering: "What, I have helped you to take pictures and still have so many dissatisfaction."

"People who don't have the talent for photography don't want to take pictures. It's a waste of SLR performance and such a good light." Zui Hesheng said something very "Purple Hara".

"Crush your head." He squinted his eyes, took out a bar of chocolate from the pocket of his school uniform jacket, and casually sat down on the seat next to him like a super-sized hamster and began to gnaw on it.

Momoi Wuyue deleted all the ugly photos in the storage card, and said to Murasakihara, "Xiao Zi, remember to go to the gymnasium to gather after eating."

"Okay—" he replied lazily.

Motsuru was dragged by Momoi towards Kise Ryota's classroom: "Would you like to take a group photo with the basketball club later?"

"That's right." Momoi raised the DSLR in his hand, "Otherwise I wouldn't bring such a heavy thing to school."

"Ah, I thought Akashi would prepare."

"Akashi-kun prepares Akashi-kun's, I prepare mine."

Just when Momoi complained to Saitsuru, and endured nearly 10 minutes of exhortations from her parents in order to take the DSLR out of the house, Kise Ryota's very iconic blond hair broke into their field of vision.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Turning his gaze, a group of girls screaming "The second button of Huang Lai's shirt belongs to me!"

Ah this...

Zui Tsurusheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood his position of helplessness, and immediately dragged Momoi to stand against the wall, so as not to be accidentally injured by this grand chasing battle like animal migration.

Midorima Shintaro's lucky item today is... a claw machine...

Anyway, the worst thing is that he didn't know how he rented a claw machine before going to school, and put this half-person-high little machine on a cart to transport it to the school.

Which morning divination program do you watch every morning?They even regarded the claw machine as a lucky item-but the program team probably never thought that someone would really carry the "today's lucky item" with them strictly according to the divination results of their special guests.

In the end, Tsurusheng took out a few coins, and asked Midorima Shintaro to adjust the machine parameters for her, and grabbed a round and round star ○ ratio from it without any effort.

The group photo of Momoi and Saitsuru was taken by the reliable classmate Akashi.

The next step is to wait for people to get together and take a group photo together.

Not all of them will continue to stay in Diguang, and the last one is just one of the many people who will leave this school without raising their eyes.

And for most of the people who will continue to participate in the basketball club in high school, as long as the Generation of Miracles is still in Diguang, they will continue to chase this group of people until the next graduation ceremony.

Most Crane was born a bit suddenly, and only a few members who had a good relationship with her expressed her departure.Although it is Twitter Line and mobile phone email, I have changed all the contact methods that can be changed, which makes Zuhesheng want to say that his high school is only three blocks away from Teiko's high school.

There is no doubt that Momoi Mayzuki was the one who cried the most sincerely.

In the gymnasium, there are always towels instead of paper towels. Aomine Daiki reluctantly donated his own, but unfortunately it was not enough. After all, beautiful girls cry just like ordinary people. Snot and tears.

And after a towel wiped the snot and tears, it would not be used again, but Momoi's tears seemed to last forever.

Finally, when Hesheng comforted her, she cried even harder.

Unresolved endless loop.

Everyone can only put her aside and let her cry.

Crying and crying, probably because of grievances, Momoi, who is so good-tempered that he has never complained to the basketball team, actually started to criticize them in front of the big boys of the Generation of Miracles.

Why is Xiaozi always saying whatever she wants regardless of Heizi's feelings, she likes Heizi so much and always wants to listen to him say this, sometimes she really wants to give him that purple potato on the head twice.

Every time Akashi comes up with weird ideas, and he never discusses with her, and he doesn't know how to say it when he's tired, so he just carries it by himself-what to carry?Do you think you are Ultraman?If you were Ultraman, you would still play basketball with humans here without saving the galaxy!

The most hateful thing is Aomine Daiki!Aomine Daiki, you are not human!You give me back all the fare I spent on you this year, bastard!Do you know how long I have to take the tram every day? Do you know!No you have no idea!

Crying and crying, Momoi kept cursing and cursing, and it was not surprising that few members of the Generation of Miracles did not leave.

It wasn't until Momoi lay down on the bench tired of crying and cursing that Aomine Daiki carried her on his back.

"What about the towels?" Before he left, Zui Hesheng pointed to the towels piled up on the bench beside the court, "Divide into three or two for each person, and take them home as a souvenir?"

At any rate, he was the manager who had been with them for three years.

Atsushi Murasakihara let out a "Hey" in extreme resistance, his whole face wrinkled.

"Take it and throw it away. Anyway, when school starts, they will all be replaced with new ones." Shintaro Midorima, who is well versed in his school's chic and generous style, adjusted his glasses.

"Secondary." Kise Ryota raised his hand, "Or let Xiaoqingfeng take all of them home!"

"Huh?! It's none of my business!" Aomine Daiki, who was carrying Momoi Itsuki on his back, shouted in a low voice.

Then they heard a rattle of plastic bags.

Turning his head, Hei Zizhe had already cleaned up all the towels on the bench.

"Let's go," Hei Zizhe said, "let's go take out the trash together."

When I walked out of the gymnasium, the sun had already set on the sharp corners of the bungalows in the distance, and everything on the ground was covered with a layer of golden yellow like crab oil, and everything in the world looked delicious.

Zui Hesheng squinted his eyes and stared at it for a long time, but he didn't feel the sun continue to sink.

"I didn't expect that our team building on the day of graduation turned out to be throwing out trash." Kise Ryota sighed.

No one could have predicted that Momoi would use the most awkward departure as a flash point, and finally cry until he fell asleep.

It was originally agreed that everyone would go to have a break-up meal together—although only the most important student went to another high school, but if one is missing, it is a little, and the break-up meal is still indispensable.

It turned out to be good, Momoi fell asleep.Aomine Daiki patted her face several times, and whispered in her ear, "Heizi promised your confession!" These words didn't wake her up.

Why can't a group of them eat and drink there, leaving Momoi Wuyue alone to sleep next to him?

That scene, no matter how you think about it, is too suspicious.

"Throw away all the bad things, and welcome a new beginning—you can think of it this way." Akashi said with a smile, "Aomine, do you want to take Momoi back first?"

"Ah?" Qingfeng Dahui looked at the garbage room in the distance, "Let's go, there are only a few steps to go anyway, this girl is not heavy."

As he spoke, he freed up another hand to support Momoi's head that was about to tilt.

"Go over, Ziyuan and I will wait here."

When there were still 20 meters away from the garbage room, Atsushi Murasakihara, who was holding a delicious stick, and Shintaro Midorima, who was pushing the claw machine, suddenly stood still in place.

Others were unimpressed by their decision.

Hei Zitetsu, who was carrying a bag of towels, threw the bag in, and the delicate boy Kise Ryota quickly took out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket to wipe his hands.

Kuroko Tetsuya's movements were very slow and meticulous, and everyone stopped and waited for him.

And when Hei Zizhe looked up, he suddenly found that everyone was staring at him.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's nothing." Kise shook his head quickly, "but I think we need to commemorate this moment."

Zuo Tsurusheng hugged the star ○ ratio that he grabbed from Midorima's crane machine: "Oh, is that so?"

"Kyose!" Midorima shouted in a low voice, who probably guessed that Kise had suddenly come up with some terrible idea.

"That's right!" Kise immediately followed up on the most surreal question, "Our dear minister, Akashi-san once said that the act of throwing trash can be seen as a bad thing to throw away the past! Welcome to the new future !"

Akashi smiled, "So?"

"...I'm leaving, you go ahead."

"Xiao Ziyuan, don't leave! Don't you think the implication is very good! With so many of us, it's rare to gather in such a... special place as the garbage room! Wouldn't it be a waste not to leave a picture!"

Atsushi Murasaki: "Die!"

Heizi Tetsuya: "I actually think what Kise-kun said makes sense..."

Aomine Dahui: "Azhe?! Don't be led away by his fallacy!"

Sai Tsurusheng: "So you want to shoot?"

"Kyose, let go of my cart! Are you out of your mind with Kise if you want to take pictures in this kind of place?!"

"No, I just suddenly felt that I had received a lot of 'care' from you in the past year, and now I really should bid farewell to the past with something special—for example, a group photo in front of the garbage room."

"Are you such a wicked woman?! Give me back the cart!!"

"You can also understand that I have finally found a place to release my emotions that have been accumulated for too long!"

"Let me use Xiao Qingfeng's SLR!"

"Don't even think about it! Get lost!"

"Tch—then I use my mobile phone in the same way. And I also prepared a selfie stick."

"Kyose, let me go!"

"Atsushi Murasakihara, if you come to help, I'll make a box of snacks for you next time!"

"Kyose Saitsuru, you are really crazy—— Murasakihara?!!"

"I'm sorry Lu Zi, she gave too much."

"Xiao Qingfeng, don't run away! If Xiao Taozi wakes up and finds out that she didn't take part in this group photo, she might cry again!!"

"...Kise Ryota! Just wait for me!"

"Akashi-san isn't running away?"

"Ah...suddenly, it seems that there is no harm in taking pictures. But I didn't think that you would fool around with them, Heizi."

Not far away, Kise Ryota raised a selfie stick and shouted "I want to take a picture!".

"Maybe it's because I'm very happy today."

Hei Zizhe also said the same.