Big Sky in Yokohama

Youni walked over calmly, with a slight smile on her face, she looked up at the boy in front of her.

Those eyes of different colors hanging down made people feel cold for no reason, Akashi Seijuro said lightly, "Are you planning to persuade me?"

Yoni tilted his head, his voice soft and gentle, "I thought about it, but I gave up when I saw Akashi-senpai."

The current Akashi Seijuro would not listen to anyone, let alone an outsider like her.

She didn't know much about basketball, and she didn't understand why the Diguang basketball club became like this.

"Oh?" Akashi Seijuro raised his eyebrows lightly, with a cool tone in his tone.

Yoni bent his mouth helplessly, and his blue eyes focused on his rare eyes, "Is this kind of Akashi-senpai born for victory?"

That special sense of leadership and coercion hit her face, even if Akashi Seijuro didn't deliberately suppress Yuni, she could feel the pressure.

She sighed helplessly and emotionally, she seemed to understand what Senior Huang Lai and the others meant.

"I, who can overcome everything, will be right in everything I do and think." The arrogant and unruly words came from Akashi Seijuro's mouth, completely missing the shadow of the gentle boy that Uni saw back then.

Youni's childish face was reflected in the golden red eyes of a big cat, and he evoked a cool arc, "The winner is king, does Youni think this kind of victory is incorrect?"

Akashi Seijuro didn't answer Yoni's question directly, but what he said was tantamount to answering Yoni's thoughts.

"The winner is king..." Youni repeated in a low voice, with complicated thoughts in his eyes.

She gently lowered her beautiful and transparent eyes like the ocean, and said with emotion in her voice, "Someone once said that I have no desire to win, and I don't know how to take the initiative to win."

Fingers touched together, Youni tilted his head, dark green sideburns swept across his cheeks, bringing a slight itchiness, "But in the matter of winning, I have already made up my mind."

……consciousness?

Yoni's words were a bit strange, and Shintaro Midorima, who was leaning against the outside of the basketball hall, frowned, feeling a strange sense of disobedience.

But Seijuro Akashi seemed to understand what she meant, "If the result of victory in this matter is worth everything, then your awareness and sacrifice are meaningful."

He didn't say anything big, but just repeated his inner thoughts calmly and calmly.

He had seen that look once before. He didn't understand it before, but he who was born for victory could understand it.

For the sake of victory itself, he is willing to pay such a price, which is why he was born.

Youni couldn't help but bend her eyebrows, clasped her fingers a few times, and tapped the back of her hand. She smiled helplessly, "Senior Akashi paid for his own consciousness and became the one who thinks victory is valuable now. I can’t change or shake my thoughts.”

Akashi Seijuro raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression was a little joyful, "It's arrogant to change other people's minds."

"Yuni, you are different from Ryota and the others," the young man's elegant and low voice sounded in the basketball arena, "As a king, you don't think about victory, but just run away blindly. There is no way to protect important people."

The blue eyes froze slightly, and Youni frowned subconsciously.

"The desire for your victory comes from the people you want to protect, but not from your heart."

"Such desire to win may be strong or weak, because they all come from others." The voice that spoke eloquently seemed to awaken Youni, and the boy had a faint smile on his face.

That is the arrogance of being a king overlooking all living beings. His demeanor and his remarks all show that he has not put most people on the same level as him now.

The palm lightly fell on Yuni's head, and Akashi Seijuro leaned over and said in a low voice, "You must have your own **, Yuni."

"The struggle between kings and kings is not about giving, but about the selfish desire to win."

"If you don't become greedy as soon as possible, you will lose." Akashi Seijuro glanced at her lightly, and Akashi Seijuro passed Yuni with a faint smile on his face.

Youni's figure paused, lowered his head and held the big empty pacifier, and turned sideways to look at the red-haired boy.

"If victory needs to hurt someone I value, then forgive me." Youni pursed his lips, his voice serious and firm.

Akashi Seijuro was a little surprised, but he was not surprised. He knew that Yuni was not such an easy child to persuade.

"You call that hurt?"

"But in my eyes, that is an honor that cannot be lost."

The eyes of different colors were lifted up, and he stood under the shadow, his expression was a little dark and unclear, making it difficult to see clearly.

"I will always win," he smiled slightly, "I also hope to see your victory. According to your ideas, if you can do it, do it."

He will not deny all victories, after all, only victory is correct in his eyes.

He left these words, opened the door of the basketball hall, and said to Midorima Shintaro, "Shintaro, let's go."

Watching the two teenagers go away, Youni was silent for a while, and held up the big empty pacifier. The warm orange pacifier looked bright and lively under the setting sun shining through the window of the basketball hall, "Is it selfish desire and consciousness?"

The third power of seven is missing a link. She has the consciousness to sacrifice herself, but the premise of all this is that everyone will be fine.

If you really want to talk about the passion for victory, Bai Lan will not be less than her.

Even if he would say that he collected the third power of seven in order to create a new world in a joke.

But Youni could tell that Bai Lan was serious. He had gone so far on this road that there was no way out, and he would not give up easily.

The three squares of the same seven, they are similar but different existences.

……

The pages of the book were flipping, and the white-haired boy rested his head in boredom, writing casually with a pen in his hand, and he couldn't help yawning while writing.

"Ha, I'm a little sleepy." With his long and narrow purple eyes half-closed and his messy white hair curled up randomly, the boy said lazily.

The large study room was full of messy books, and the boy was lying on a desk in the deepest part of it, with a few books signed by Teacher Cotton Candy beside him.

"Is there anything interesting happening? I'm almost out of inspiration." He poked the pacifier-shaped stone on the table boredly, and the stone rolled aside with his fingers.

There are two more stones like this on the boy's desk.

The shape is unique and rare, like a natural existence.

"Lan, fog, cloud..." The young man pulled down three stones and counted them in a low voice.

Frustrated, he threw the pen away, and put it back shamelessly, complaining unhappily, "How can this be better than that me?"

None of his guardians were found, and all the Mare rings given to him by Cerbero were in his hands.

"It's decided, let's go play with Uni-chan!" The white-haired boy jumped out of the chair, put his hands on his hips, and proudly bent his purple eyes. The inverted crown claw pattern similar to the color of the eyes is on the left Very conspicuous right now.

Stretching out his hand, he put the three stone-shaped pacifiers into his pocket. The boy stretched his waist, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said in a sweet and slightly cold voice, "luck! I happened to have been to the world where Uni is located. "

Humming a brisk tune, with a smile and a good mood that can't be removed on his face.

The leather shoes fell on the ground with a crisp sound, and the boy's voice became farther and farther away, until he could only vaguely hear a sentence.

"...If it weren't for the fact that the Yoni in this world is going bad too fast, I don't want to rob someone from me."

When I got home, it was already a bit late.

Youni sighed softly, and opened the door with the key. As she expected, the room was so dark that there was no sign of turning on the lights.

"Pa—" The lights turned on, illuminating the entire room.

Everything in the house was the same as when she had just left, not much changed.

I don't know whether it's rejoicing or feeling depressed, Youni reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips, and muttered to himself in a low voice, "Mr. Lantang hasn't come back yet."

She just ran to Tokyo suddenly, and didn't say hello to Mr. Lantang. If she was found out, she would definitely be worried.

"...I'm a little tired. If Mr. Lantang doesn't come back, I won't make dinner tonight." She fell down on the sofa tired and depressed, looking up at the ceiling in a daze.

The phone vibrated twice, Youni took out the phone and looked at it, there were several unread text messages.

"It was Kise-senpai who sent about Akashi-senpai." Yoni turned over and opened the text message to read.

At the beginning of the text message was Ryo Kise's long and coquettish words, and Yoni was a little bit dumbfounded, "Senior Kise is really good at texting."

Symbols can also be used to form a variety of cute expressions.

Although there are many words in the text message, but to be honest, there is not much content in it. It mainly revolves around the one-on-one challenge confrontation between Akashi Seijuro and Murasakihara Atsushi.

The blue eyes were slightly distracted, and Yoni bent the corner of his mouth helplessly, "When he was about to be defeated, did Akashi-senpai wake up like this because of his desire for victory?"

"This is really..." It is impossible to judge.

The orange Ozora pacifier fell in front of him, and Yoni approached gently, curling up his body, "I still can't agree with Akashi-senpai's words."

Akashi Seijuro agrees with victory, but it is not the victory that Yoni wants.

"If you are not with me all the time, I will probably feel very lonely."

Only one light was turned on in the living room, and the house was so quiet that the chirping of cicadas could be heard outside, when the cell phone in front of him suddenly rang.

Blinking her blue eyes, she was a little confused, who could it be at this time?

Youni sat up, and when he connected the phone, Lantang's voice came from inside, "Youni, are you home?"

Youni was slightly taken aback, "How does Mr. Lantang know..." She went out today?

A slightly cold but extremely reassuring voice sounded in my ears, "I went to the store on the corner of the shopping street to buy some wagashi and put them in the refrigerator. Remember to eat them."

Has Mr. Lantang ever returned?

Yuni was a little surprised. The wagashi shop hadn't opened for a long time because the owner's mother-in-law was sick. She went there several times but couldn't buy wagashi.

A light and small smile slowly bloomed on his face, and Youni whispered happily, "How did Mr. Lantang know that I want to eat wagashi?"

She didn't seem to tell anyone about it, but she usually went to check it out when she passed by.

"Nakaya-kun said that he saw you wandering around there several times, so he probably wants to eat wagashi."

"Ah, did Nakaya-kun say that?" His cheeks were slightly hot, and Yoni stretched out his hands to touch his cheeks, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching.

Eyes raised and landed on a small light in the living room, quiet and warm, Youni frowned, "Thank you."

Thanks to them for giving her new courage to keep going.