[Comprehensive] The eldest lady of the famous family

Haizaki answered this call very strangely.

At least that's how Mao sees it.

Just from the surface, the rapidity and wonderfulness of the change of Haizaki's face can be used as a model for dramatic performances. Mao heard the word "you" interrupted by Haizaki, and he didn't get any other information. She couldn't guess that the person on the other end of the phone was the boyfriend she had just protected.

Haizaki's complexion is no longer one or two points ugly, it is impossible for anyone to be blatantly threatened, let alone this is the object of his anger.

But Akashi.

As long as anyone with a little normal thinking knows Akashi who can't be offended.

That sentence clearly declared his bottom line.

Haizaki's brain nerves are already constantly warning him of danger, like a disaster scene that is constantly honking and emitting dazzling red light, urging him without stopping.

[Go quickly. 】

In the end, he was unwilling and youthful.

Haizaki finally couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said "don't trust your eyes too much" before turning around and leaving. He would never admit that he was running away, but he would never forget this sense of humiliation.

The game is about to start, Teikochu players enter the field, the cheers behind him are stronger than the previous games, Mao keenly heard the key words in the voices.

"Generation of Miracles"

I don't know who proposed it first, but gradually it was called out, and it became the name for the five players in the regular selection of the Teiguang Middle School Basketball Club.

When I heard it for the first time, Mao, who had heard many titles, was a little overwhelmed, and then looked at Akashi with a tangled face: "Then, Masayuki is the captain of Miracle? ——"Captain Miracle"? "

Akashi: "..."

He would never admit that he choked for a while, many names about him were acceptable, but every time Mao repeated them, the sense of shame came from nowhere.

And he also found that in the current state of conversation between himself and Mao, there would be a situation where there would be a little bit of mutual choking from time to time, but Mao was so ashamed that he didn't know how to respond, that was his intention; But every time I feel a little bad under Mao's sincere and frank words.

The comparison of the two phases could not be clearer.

Akashi can only admit defeat.

This time the opponent school is considered strong - otherwise it would not be able to reach the finals, but judging from the data collected before May, Mao feels that the excitement of the competition may be lacking.Among other things, Qingfeng, who is the power forward of Teiguang, has grown faster than most people can realize recently.In order to improve this "lack of motivation caused by being too strong", Akashi chose a coping method that Mao didn't quite understand, which was only a temporary solution, but it was of no benefit to the long-term.

Although Akashi is her legitimate boyfriend, and the number of times Mao came to Teiko gradually increased, Mao still rationally chose not to make any comments on Akashi's arrangement in this category of projects that can be classified as "personal career". .

But she still found it strange that the suppressed sense of disobedience resurfaced again.

The referee's whistle sounded.

Mao reined in his thoughts and focused his attention on the field.

Not surprisingly, it was Diguang's victory.

Mao couldn't quite feel the joy of the regular picks of the Teiko Basketball Club—on the contrary, the non-ranked picks seemed happier than the few who won the game.

She went to wait for Akashi at the entrance of the tunnel, just like she used to do after every game.

This time the time is a bit longer, and there will be a short interview after receiving the award. After all, winning the league championship twice is enough to catch the eye.

While waiting, Mao was thinking: How did Aomine make that vacant connection just now?It's obviously still rotating 270° in mid-air, isn't it? How terrible is the jumping ability required for that angle and posture?

The more he thought about it, the more surprised he felt, Mao couldn't help but took out his phone and sent a Line message to his brother.

[elder brother!I would like to ask, what is your general jumping ability? ]

5 minute later.

The Atobu returned a message.

[Are you asking your brother, who is a tennis player, about his jumping ability? ]

Mao: "..."

She quickly sent an "I was wrong".

Also comes with an emoticon pack of Dogeza.

But Atobe still gave her a numerical value.

Very good for a tennis player, but mediocre for a basketball player.

(It feels... Aomine-kun's jumping ability may need to be... tripled, right?)

Just when Mao guessed so, Akashi came out from the other end first.

He obviously took a shower, and there are still a few beads of water hanging from the ends of his hair. His sports clothes have been changed into casual private clothes, and he is walking steadily.

Mao watched the distance between him and himself shrinking, and went up to him.

"Sir, I have something for you."

Akashi calmed down and adjusted his breathing very quickly: "What is it?"

Mao's eyes rolled around: "Do you want to guess? Or close your eyes?"

Akashi glanced behind her, but didn't see the corner of the thing.Then he calmly compared the height of Mao's arm at the moment with his usual impression in his heart, and passed through a few possible items in his mind, and finally shook his head, pretending to have no clue: "I can't guess."

"Well, then I won't embarrass you."

Mao blinked, and didn't ask Akashi to close his eyes again, and took out a gift from behind - a whole box of candy.

Akashi raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of surprise on his face: "Candy?"

"Yes."

Mao nodded solemnly, as if he regarded this matter as the most important thing at the moment, and his serious expression did not loosen at all, "Today's game was very exciting, from the first second to the end, I took it seriously Watch. Although the situation was critical when Zheng Jun made a three-pointer for the first time, he did not expect to be safe in that situation, so I think that Zheng Jun is really very talented in basketball and is a player An excellent defender—looking at all the PGs in the middle school league, I think Zhengjun is the well-deserved number one in my mind."

"...Mao?"

Akashi still couldn't react.

He didn't know why Mao suddenly started praising him.

——Isn't Xu Wanghuan not here?

Called by Akashi, Mao shut up obediently, put his hands behind his back, and stared at Akashi quietly for a while with those eyes like Xinhu flashing.

It wasn't until Akashi took the initiative to show a questioning look of doubt that Mao put down his arms and placed them in front of him in a regular manner. In his sight, the transparent water droplets from the tip of Akashi's hair happened to drip down.

"Because today's Zhengjun is great, leading the team to win the championship." Mao stood in front of him, and what he said was like a clear stream flowing through flowers and plants in the middle of the night, quiet, peaceful, and beautiful, " I want to praise you, and I want to reward you as I think fit."

Akashi then remembered.

The conversation between them after Mao learned that he was qualified to be the captain last time.

Mao said that even though he was used to it, she would still praise him.

She did it.

And Akashi recognized it, it was the same type of candy she gave her last time, but Akashi regarded it as a reward.

That was just what Akashi said casually.

Mao responded seriously, saying, "It should be enough to give a whole box of candy."

This time he won the national competition, and Mao gave him a whole box of candies.

Akashi didn't respond immediately, all the thoughts in his head were like a river branching into the sea, flowing and rushing non-stop, he just looked down at the candy in his hand for a short time.

"Mao."

The boy's voice was hoarse.

"Ok?"

Mao followed suit and was hugged.

They are indeed familiar with each other a lot, but they haven't had enough physical contact, it's better to say that there is basically no contact.

Akashi is very disciplined, and Mao never takes the initiative to make proactive progress in this regard.Thinking about it carefully, the last intimate contact between the two was Akashi's behavior of putting his hand on Mao's head-there was really nothing after that.

He rarely holds hands, let alone hugs.

But Akashi clearly didn't mean to leave at the touch of a button, Mao could even hear his heartbeat clearly, which came slightly hurriedly through several layers of fabric.

Mao was really taken aback by this move.

She didn't know where to put her hands.

Just so stiffly being held in Akashi's arms.

"...Thank you." Akashi finally spoke, the distance between the two of them was the closest in history, and the heat flowed with the words flowed to the area where the two touched each other without exception, Mao couldn't help shaking his body.

Akashi didn't expect her reaction, he was taken aback, and then laughed softly.

Mao even felt the vibration in his chest, and immediately became upset, trying to break away from his embrace, his fingers finally found a suitable foothold - resting on Akashi's arm, trying to push him away.

Akashi didn't hesitate, and retreated following her strength.

"You!" Maou was puffed up, his eyes opened a little wider than usual, and he took in all the reflected light, which was more beautiful than the sea at noon, "Smile, laugh or something!"

She just rarely gets angry.

Because there are very few things that can make her angry.

What's more, this situation is not really a serious anger, it is more accurate to say that it is anger from embarrassment.

"Because I'm so happy." Akashi answered her like this.

No detours, no cover-ups.

Crisp and straightforward.

Mao opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

——There was a sigh of rejoicing in this sentence, which made it impossible for her to simply listen to it as a temporary excuse.

Zhengjun is really... very happy.

Just because of a box of candy?

Mao was facing him, so she could clearly see all the changes in Akashi's face, the joy she couldn't understand.

But she suddenly thought: You shouldn't just push Zhengjun away like that.

After thinking for a moment, Mao raised a hand: "Then...hug?"

She didn't know how to say it, and the words that didn't match the beginning and the end, and omitted the middle part, had the effect of speaking like a child.

Akashi hugged him politely.

The strength was lighter than before, and Mao, who thought he was mentally prepared, fell into the same tension again because of the preciousness of taking care of some fragile objects.

Force her to choose to talk to divert attention.

——Mao didn't want Akashi to easily notice her nervousness.

"Really, are you so happy?" Mao asked in a low voice.

"Well, I'm glad."

Akashi responded with a low voice.

The calm voice seems to be more pleasant than usual.

I don't know why, it seems that the two of them are getting closer, and even their voices are tacitly lowered.

Mao thought for a while, and made up his mind to declare: "Then, let's hug for a while longer."

Anyway, it was meant to make him happy and celebrate him.

Zhengjun can say he is happy, which is exactly what she wants.

Masamune hugged her silently, rubbing his cheek against Mao's loose hair.

Unknowingly, the nose is full of her smell.

"This is the best gift I've ever received."

Mao.