[Black Basket] On the Victory of the Emperor

98: End of game

In Luoshan's lounge, there was a depressing atmosphere.

None of the five generals without a crown said anything, they were doing their own things.

"Crack-"

The door handle was turned.

"Yeah, Xiaozheng, you guys are back~"

Put on the same expression as usual, but even he himself can detect his unnaturalness.

Akashi glanced at them, walked to his closet, opened the closet and tidied things while saying,

"If you are unwilling, become stronger. Strong enough to win the ball in my hands."

Still silent.

Ye Shan lowered his head and sat quietly on the chair, not at all lively and active as usual.

"Did it...do it...?"

His voice was a little weak, and all the stunts he was proud of failed, as if he was pushed down from the clouds.

Listening to Hayama's voice and feeling their state, Akashi was a little disappointed with the psychological quality of Luoshan basketball team members.

Often victorious players often cannot withstand too many setbacks. Although there are also people with strong psychological abilities, most of them will develop a kind of excessive self-esteem and self-confidence in the process of victory. It may not be obvious at ordinary times, but when they are on the verge of When you fail or have failed, these things will make the whole person collapse.

"If you don't want to lose, just want to win."

Akashi turned around, exuding this kind of aura that made people believe him unconsciously.

"Ah……"

Ling Yang laughed softly at first, but the laughter gradually became louder, "Hahahahaha...you really deserve to be Xiaozheng for saying that!"

Lingyang tore off the towel around her neck, looked at Akashi seriously,

"Please, captain...we don't want to lose."

Ling Yang's speech represented Hayama and Newuya, and even included some Luoshan players who were not present.

"I can't lose."

Akashi Seijuro will never lose, so Luoshan will never lose.

After getting this promise from Akashi, they suddenly felt a lot easier in their hearts.

——I lost to Akashi at this time... Actually, it's not bad...

Breathing the air and feeling a completely different atmosphere from before, they thought in their hearts.

The former Luoshan basketball team only thought about winning every battle, and it was this winning every battle that made them sometimes contemptuously treat their opponents. It might not show it on the surface, but what they thought in their hearts was:

——An opponent like this must have won.

After seeing the match between Seirin and Tonghuang, Dai is the person who can feel the danger of this kind of thinking the most.

——In this Winter Cup where there are strong schools everywhere, if you still hold this idea, you will definitely lose due to your own negligence!

Just thinking about it made Dai startled into a cold sweat.

Only when you realize the horror of defeat, you will continue to work harder to climb up, because no one wants to taste that feeling again.

To become stronger, so strong that no one can shake it.

"It's almost time, let's go back."

Akashi reminded everyone who was still in deep thought.

"Ah, wait a minute, Xiaozheng will sign this, and I will hand it over to the organizing committee for the gymnasium use book later."

Although the Winter Cup allows schools to use an empty gymnasium to practice at any time, a report must still be submitted afterwards.Because Akashi and Dai left first, it was Ling Yang's turn to complete what should have been written by the captain or the coach.

Akashi took the report and signed his name, but suddenly stopped after writing the word "Akashi".

"Akashi?"

Seeing Akashi's strange appearance, Hayama shook his hand in front of his eyes.

"fine."

After signing his name, Akashi pressed his temple.

——What's the matter...why do I have a bad feeling...

After returning the report to Lingyang, Akashi covered his chest, and there was a tingling feeling for a moment, followed by a dull and heavy feeling.

"Beep beep-"

He quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket, and quickly pressed the number.

Busy, busy, or busy...

Dai even saw a panicked look on Akashi's face.

--what happened?

A number couldn't get through, so Akashi dialed another number.

At first there was still no answer, but after three or four times, an elderly voice finally answered the call.

"Where's father?"

Facing Akashi's questioning from the moment he came up, the other party's voice was a bit dry.

"Master, he is fine, what's the matter, master?"

"..."

Akashi was silent for a moment, and hung up the phone roughly for the first time.

Akashi pressed the third number, and the call was answered quickly.

"Grandfather, where is father?"

That bad premonition lingered in his mind, and Akashi's tone was obviously a little irritable.

"Seijuro! What about your manners!"

Unexpectedly, there was a batch of batches on the opposite side first.

"I'm very sorry, grandfather. Do you know where father is now?"

Taking a deep breath, Akashi calmed down his emotions.

"Fu Jiulang? Isn't he in the company? What happened?"

Akashi's grandfather was full of doubts in his words.

Akashi froze for a moment, then covered his chest again.

"Sorry, it may be my illusion. Excuse me, grandfather, I will visit you after the game."

"Then let's take down the champion properly."

Akashi's grandfather left behind these words and hung up the phone.

——What kind of feeling is it...

The attitudes of Butler Sato and Fukuro Akashi before were too suspicious, so Akashi would not fully believe what Butler Sato said, but even Akashi's grandfather said so, and there was nothing unusual about what he said...

"Xiaozheng? Did something happen to your father?"

Ling Yang asked worriedly.

But Akashi didn't answer him at all, or didn't hear his question at all.

--wrong!Something must have happened to my father, my grandfather and the housekeeper are keeping it from me...

Akashi stood up quickly after thinking of this, startling the others.

"I have something to go."

Picking up the backpack he had tidied earlier, Akashi walked out of the lounge quickly.

"Ah, Akashi, wait!"

Hayama hastily zipped up his satchel, and chased after Akashi like the others.

At this time, the match between Tonghuang and Seirin was over, and the result of the match was beyond many people's expectations, and Seirin won.

Aomine dismissed Momoi and the others with the reason that he wanted to be alone, and now he was leaning on the side of a certain passage in a daze.

"kindness?"

A figure appeared in the corner of Qingfeng's eyes.

Seeing Akashi getting closer to him, Aomine decided that it would be better to say hello.

"Yo~ Chi..."

Seeing Aomine, Akashi didn't stop, and even passed him by as nothing.

"……manage."

The last syllable was spoken, but Akashi had already left.

Other people wearing Luoshan team uniforms also appeared in Aomine's field of vision, but like Akashi, they all drove away without even looking at him.

——Because I lost, you can't see me anymore...

Qingfeng grabbed the clothes on his chest, he felt the pain as if it was being torn.

— Only the victor is qualified to stand by his side.

This is something he knew a long time ago. He was confident that he would be the "winner", but in the end, this sentence became the biggest irony.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Qingfeng laughed, ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by.

"gone back."

The laughter stopped, and Aomine's expression became more dangerous than before.

"Ah, Qingfeng?"

Huoshen and Kuroko, who came out to sell drinks and returned, met Aomine.

"Why is Qingfeng-kun here?"

Heizi looked around, but couldn't find Momoi who was inseparable from Aomine.

"Just walk around."

Qingfeng shrugged, he didn't want to talk more with Vulcan and the others.

"correct……"

Qingfeng stopped next to Heizi, "You won, Ah Zhe."

"!!"no the same.

Heizi thinks so, the content is the same, but it feels different from what Qingfeng said before.

"But..."

A dangerous aura suddenly erupted from Qingfeng's body, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from Vulcan's forehead, "Next time, I won't lose."

Although Heizi didn't know what happened, Qingfeng's fighting spirit made him feel very good.

"Hi! I won't lose next time either!"

Qingfeng looked at Heizi's determined expression, and the tall Vulcan standing beside Heizi, and said,

"The final winner...will it be you?...Azhe."

It was Heizi who answered him with a confident nod.

"It's the same as Midorima said... suddenly I'm a little jealous of you."

Aomine looked at his hands, he couldn't get along with Akashi in terms of personality, the only thing that could get Akashi's favor was basketball, but now he lost even this.

Heizi looked at him suspiciously.

"Come on."

Aomine patted Heizi's head with his hand, just like they often did during the Teiguang period.

But after all, it's different.

"Welcome back, Master."

Butler Sato greeted Akashi's return at the door as usual.

"Father, what happened to him?"

Akashi asked.

"Master is fine."

Butler Sato stood firm on his words.

He took the phone from the maid behind him and dialed a number, then handed it to Akashi.

"Seijuro? Do you want anything from me?"

Akashi Fukuro's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"?!"

"I'm sorry I had too many calls before and you couldn't get in."

"It's ok."

After confirming that nothing happened to Akashi Fukuro, Akashi breathed a sigh of relief.

"'Mr. Akashi, the meeting is about to begin.'"

The secretary's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I still have something to do here, let's talk about it next time."

everything is normal...

Akashi returned the phone to Butler Sato, but in the middle of this action, he felt an abnormal pain from his heart again.

The phone fell to the ground.

"Master?!"

Butler Sato immediately stepped forward to check Akashi's situation.

"...Go to the hospital for a checkup."

Akashi said.