[SD] Go to college, Shou Mitsui!

Jing Leng suddenly said: "Sakuragi, have you thought about the future?" He asked such a question suddenly, even he himself felt strange.

"Ah, what?" Sure enough, Sakuragi didn't know why.

After all, the content of the word "later" is too broad.

"What is your plan after graduation?" Mitsui added.

"Of course continue to play basketball!" Sakuragi answered immediately.

It seems that Sakuragi's answer doesn't need to go through his mind, he can say whatever he wants to do, and doesn't think about any obstacles that may arise in the middle.

Because for him, as long as he works hard, any obstacle can be easily eliminated.

People who don't think about anything are indeed the happiest!

"Then work hard!" So Mitsui just said, "Practice hard and don't be lazy, I will skip class to watch your game! Then don't lose and embarrass me, a senior!"

Leaving behind these blunt words, Mitsui turned his back and waved, ready to leave.

Suddenly, Sakuragi slapped his head and thought of something.He stopped him from behind: "Ah! By the way, Xiaosan, your letter...that..."

Mitsui paused, stopped in his tracks, turned his head sideways and said, "Actually... I haven't believed anything recently, right?"

"Oh...that's true. It's been a while since you've had a letter here. I thought you'd already used the telephone..."

"No, no," Mitsui said, "and probably, there will be no letters in the future."

This started two years ago.

"I'm going to America, and I'll send you a letter later."

——From the words of a girl.

Mitsui still remembers that after she finished speaking, the girl added another sentence: "Brother Mitsui must work hard to get into college, and then play basketball well!

I'm in college right now - Mitsui thinks - and I've also joined the university's basketball club, so I've kept my promise...

But the letters became less and less, until this summer, they finally disappeared.

That girl was called Mizumi Kana. When Mitsui met her, she was already in the third year of high school. She was only ten years old, but she became his classmate.

It seemed that he had never paid attention to this girl who jumped up a grade before, until one day, Mitsui finally took his eyes back from the basketball court to his test paper.

That was in September two years ago, and it has been a month since the national competition ended.

The exam at the beginning of the second semester of senior high school was like a slap in the face. On a hot day, Mitsui could still remember staring at the exam paper, with cold sweat on his palms.

He failed all science subjects.There are still a few exams that are passed, but they are just hovering in front of the warning line.

Ordinary universities would not accept such grades at all!

"Ah, forget it," Mitsui comforted himself, "Let's go play basketball!"

——Then stuff the test papers into the desk as before, pick up the bag and skip class to play basketball.

The winter trials are the last chance, and it is his only hope to get favored by a certain sports university!

Then scores and the like... just pretend you didn't see it...

"Hey, you," a little girl's voice stopped him from behind in the classroom, "Mitsui...is Mitsui Hisashi?"

Mitsui brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead, and turned his head pretending to be handsome: "Yo, you know me..."

"Nonsense, of course I know," the little girl said gloatingly, "Mitsui Shou who failed four subjects—this is your English paper, I am the study committee member of this class, please give me your advice."

"..."

It's really... a heavy exam paper...

Mitsui stared at the last failed exam paper and wanted to cry.

but it does not matter!

He immediately cheered up again, put away the papers, and walked out the door in a cool manner.

"Wait," the little girl stopped him again, "Are you going to play basketball? But you will have an English class later, if you don't listen, you will still fail next time."

Three tall boys came from outside the classroom and stood beside Mitsui, and said disdainfully: "Hey, little one, take a good look, this one is the MVP basketball player back then, do you know what MVP is? MVP is that... that is very powerful Basketball player..."

The little girl raised her eyebrows and explained to them: "The full name of MVP is Most Valuable Player, which means Most Valuable Player."

"Yes, that's what it means..." Mitsui's good buddy Toku Nan coughed dryly, "In short, Xiaosan's battlefield is on the basketball court, not in a boring place like classroom, you little one should stop meddling with adults' business!"

The kid looked them up and down a few times, and asked in amazement: "Adult? Are you also called an adult? You are only 17 years old in the third year of high school, and you are also a minor like me!"

"Fuck..." De Nan was stunned for a moment, and put it another way, "No, what I mean is that women don't care about men's affairs, and you are indeed younger than us, so you should be called our senior... No, how old are you? Years old, why did you appear in the third year of high school?!"

"Senior?" The brat sneered, "I'm in the same grade as you, the same grade. Why do you call you senior? Besides, I'm ten years old, and I'm seven years younger than you. Going to college, don’t you feel blush when you are older than me but goof around all day long?”

Her series of ridicules naturally angered De Nan and the others.One of De Nan's younger brothers rolled up his sleeves and threatened her viciously: "This brat is really unpleasant, I really want to beat her up!"

Mitsui stopped him: "Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as a little girl, class will start later, I'm going to play basketball, you study hard!"

"What do you study hard? What the teacher said in class is like a scripture..." Tokuo looked at Mitsui with some admiration, "You are different, with such good skills, you will definitely be able to enter a first-class sports university with your special skills! "

"Ah... I don't know about that kind of thing..." When it came to this topic, Mitsui said with some guilt, "My grades are so bad, I'm still a little uncertain..."

The little girl continued to interject: "Since you know your grades are bad, you should find a way to change it. You are not an idiot, and you still have a few months left. If you work hard, you will be fine!"

De Nan impatiently wanted to shoo her away: "Why is this brat still here and not leaving! Go, go! What's wrong with you, mistress!"

"Of course it has something to do with me! He is the king of failing grades in the class, and if he keeps failing, it will lower the average score of the class. As a study committee member, I can't ignore it, and..."

She paused, and pointed to herself with her thumb proudly: "I am not called 'little devil', my name is Mizumi Kana, you must remember it well!"

So Mitsui Shou met Kana.Three years of high school and only getting to know a classmate near graduation—it's a little awkward to say, but that's what it is.

When Mitsui entered the third grade, Kana skipped a grade and went directly to the third year of high school. To be honest, it is not surprising that this kind of new transfer student does not know him.

However, Kanai's origin is too strange.

No one knew which country she graduated from, she never said it, and even if someone asked, she would just give them a cold look, as if she was not easy to get along with.

It is not uncommon for a junior high school to skip a grade to high school, but she is only ten years old, which is equivalent to the age of elementary school, and she directly jumped into the third grade of high school, and the principal and teachers are very concerned about her, so it is inevitable to think that she is the school director daughter and the like.

But guesses are just guesses after all, and the origin of this little girl was forgotten after being used as a topic of conversation for a while.

Kana's age is too different from everyone's, probably because of this, so she didn't even have a friend in high school.

——For her, Mitsui knew about this much, and it was all told to him casually by Tokuo while chatting.

"That kind of little girl," De Nan said emotionally, "Even if you have a high IQ, so what? You can't even get along well with others, so what will happen if you enter the society!"

"She's just a little childish," Mitsui said.

"Since you are childish, don't just skip a grade! I hate that kind of parents the most. They must have trained their daughter to be an idiot who can only read for the sake of utilitarianism!" It seems that De Nan is still aggrieved by what happened that day.

But there was some truth to what he said.

A few days later, Mitsui returned to the classroom from the basketball hall to pick up things, and found Kana sitting alone in the classroom, looking out the window.

This time is the physical education class in the class, and the whole class is not in the classroom.Looking out of her window, she could just see the students exercising in the open-air stadium.

Kana held her head, her silhouette looked old-fashioned.

"If you are envious, go to the sports field with them and play ball," Mitsui couldn't help reminding, "I'm about to graduate, and the study time is so tight, it's rare to have a physical education class to relax, so don't push yourself too hard."

"I'm not forcing myself," Kana said without turning his head, "I can't do sports like you ordinary people."

"Don't make yourself look like a fairy!" Mitsui yelled, "You are obviously an ordinary person!"

"No, I'm a genius."

This remark contradicted the common argument of an idiot in the team, Mitsui was at a loss for words for a while, and almost thought that the surname of this little Mizumi sister was Sakuragi.

"Hey..." Kana sighed, "How can you mortals understand the troubles of a genius?"

——The argument is even worse than Yingmu Huadao!

Mitsui asked patiently: "So, this genius, what is your trouble?"

"Don't tell you."

——It's just pissed off.

Mitsui turned and left.winter election