[Kuroko's Basketball] Our age

, the expression is extremely gentle but extremely firm: "It's just that I can't convince Xiaobai, so let the next game prove it. What is a miracle, Qingfeng-kun will let you see it."

10 won't lose to anyone

"What is a miracle, Aomine-kun will let you see it."

I haven't known these two people for a long time, so naturally I can't know what kind of past they had, but when it comes to the boy's basketball, there seems to be infinite power in Momoi's eyes, so much so that I can't help being envious , I even wanted to see what kind of power that young man named Aomine Daiki could convince Momoi so far.

With the confirmation of the game schedule and opponents, Teiko's starting lineup has also been confirmed-Akashi, Aomine, Haizaki, Midorima, and Murasakihara. These five people are more than 01:30 points ahead of others in their usual training. Naturally, no one raised any objections to being selected as the starter.

It was just the day before the start of the qualifiers, but Momoi and I were surprised by Akashi's order—according to his request, we don't need to watch any of Teiko's games during the qualifiers, but we must watch the seeds of other divisions The team's games were filmed as much as possible.

Looking at the record sheet given to me, I had to secretly admire Akashi's courage again—is he so confident to reach the finals?

The training that day went on as usual. I don't know what kind of mood the teenagers are in. At least for me, this is not a day that can be passed in peace.

The time passed by twice as fast as usual, and the time for leaving school had already passed, and the teenagers practicing on the field were still unsatisfied. They didn't want to put down their basketballs, change their clothes, and leave until the uncle security guard urged them repeatedly.

Before the start of the game, Momoi and I summarized the training data for the last time, cleaned up the field for the last time and wiped the basketballs one by one back to the warehouse, and then cleaned up the locker room for the last time after all the members left.When everything was cleaned up, my arms were already a little sore. I don't know if it was because I was too tired from work or because my heart was beating so fast that my whole body couldn't help shaking.

Leaving the locker room, the lights in the basketball hall were turned on again for some reason.Pushing the door open, the orange ball was slapped up and down in the hands of the dark-skinned boy. His center of gravity was lowered, and when he lifted his feet slightly, he switched the ball from his left hand to his right hand. Then, at a speed that his eyes could hardly keep up with, the boy had already swung to the ground. Under the basket, the right wrist is raised while taking off, and the basketball enters the basket steadily.

"It's time to leave school, Aomine-san, and Momoi-san and I just cleaned up the venue just now, please don't make it dirty again, can you?"

"What's the matter, the day before the game can be a little special, right?"

The boy turned his head and threw a sentence at me, grabbed the ball and started a new round, before he even had time to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and put away the smile from the corner of his mouth because of the ball just now.

——Aomine-kun has been playing basketball for many years.

——His basketball has infinite possibilities.

Momoi's words reappeared in my ears, combined with the smooth and handsome movements of the boy in front of me, it became more and more unquestionable.

"When did Aomine-kun start playing basketball?"

"Huh?" Qingfeng made another dunk, and looked back at me when he regained his footing, "I don't remember when it started, but...it must have been a long time."

"Then how about Aomine-kun's experience for the next match?"

"What about it? Since I said that I want to win, of course I have to defeat them all and win them all. What else can I do?"

"But what if we lose?" The boy's arrogant words were interrupted by me.

"Other schools usually send third-year players, right? Needless to say, there are differences in physical fitness due to different ages, and there is also a gap in experience. Usually training..."

"You're so annoying, Shiraishi!"

With a mid-range shot, Qingfeng interrupted me impatiently while the basketball was stably entering the basket: "Don't worry about their troubles, I say if you want to win, you must definitely win!"

Aomine's aura is tough, different from Akashi's aura of a king who dominates everything, but rather like a general who wants to sweep everything, almost forcing people to believe it.

"Ah, Aomine-kun, why are you still playing? Really, it's time to go back."

A girl's voice appeared behind him, Qingfeng frowned, and the movement of dribbling was a beat slower.

"What's the matter, May, you're in such a hurry again."

"How can I say that there is also a competition tomorrow, so Aomine-kun should rest early tonight."

Momoi said as he reached out to grab Aomine's schoolbag under the basketball hoop, and then Aomine put down the ball in his hand and took the schoolbag from the girl.

"Okay, okay, that's it." He nodded in agreement while putting on his bag, "And Baishi, watch carefully tomorrow, I won't lose!"

After leaving such words, Aomine turned and left, while Momoi, who was following behind him, bent down and said softly: "Look, I'm not wrong about Aomine-kun."

The shadows of the boys and girls walking side by side were lengthened several times by the light.For a moment, I wanted to believe the words they said.

The next day, the game started.

What I hold in my hand is the information that Momoi sorted out and gave me in advance, in black and white, the word "Haiquan Middle School" is a bit dazzling-among the schools that Akashi asked to focus on, this is the only school that belongs to the same competition area as Teiko In other words, if we lose when we meet them, the door of the All-China League will never be opened to us.

In the qualifiers of the All-China League, the situation in Tokyo has been unpredictable in recent years. There are newcomers appearing in various middle schools, and generations of strong players are eliminated at an unbearable speed, but only Baiquan Middle School is stable. Sitting in the position of the king of Tokyo, breaking into the finals year after year, almost no one can stop him.

Can we win against them?

The game has not yet started, and many people have already crowded inside and outside the stadium.Although it was only a qualifier, due to the reputation of Baiquan Middle School, in addition to the school's support students, there were also many visitors from other schools, reporters from sports magazines, and so on.

Coincidentally, Diguang, who also participated in the qualifiers, was competing in another stadium in the same gymnasium. Compared with the crowds here, the other side was extremely deserted, which inexplicably added a bit of irony.

I said "excuse me" and squeezed into the front row to find an empty seat. When the DV player was turned on, the whistle sounded, the referee kicked off, and the game began.

Baiquan Middle School, which has many years of basketball history, mainly uses the most traditional passing and shooting methods for scoring. He couldn't play well, and although the tempo on the court was not fast, it was always controlled by Shiraizumi, which was exactly the same as the data given by Momoi. On average, there would be a small difference in points in each quarter, and finally remained at 17 points at the end of the third quarter.

17 points, based on the numbers alone, it is generally believed that there is still a possibility of reversal, but everyone watching the game understands that Baiquan, who has firmly controlled the rhythm, is like a cage. From the perspective of fun, the game has no value of watching. .

After a short break, I put down the DV player and looked at the data recorded in my hand, and the pen in my hand turned faster and faster.

How can we win against such an opponent?

"Have you come to collect information so early, Diguang?"

The end landed on Teiko, and I realized that the uniform on my body betrayed my identity. When I raised my head, it was a young man who had put his hands on the railing at some point. He was tall, with short chestnut hair slightly curly, and a delicate face. A gentle smile on his face, and... a white No. 4 jersey on his body.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm Shiraizumi's Irie Yuya."

"...I recognize you, Senior Irie."

I opened my mouth slowly, and a small surprise appeared on the boy's face.

"Oh? Then I'm honored."

"The captain of the opponent that may be encountered in the future, there is no possibility that he will not know him."

The fourth quarter on the field has already started, and I raised the DV player again: "The game has already started, isn't Irie-senpai going to play?"

"That's no longer necessary." Irie propped up his chin with his hands, "Speaking of which, you just said 'the captain of the opponent', why, are you so confident in Teiko's promotion?"

"...Our team members are not weak."

"But you don't sound that confident." Irie raised the corners of his mouth, his smile was gentle but it was hard to relax, "I've heard that Teiko's basketball club was once abolished, and the current members are just They must be first-year students. What's more, last year's Diguang barely reached the level of the All-China League. When Shiraizumi fights, right?"

"...Senior Irie, I am very angry when you say these words."

"I'm just stating the facts."

Irie turned around and took a look at the field. There were still 4 minutes and 23 seconds left. After a mid-range shot, the score became 87-68. The opponent's coach called a timeout.The players had already lost their will to play, only the coach turned pale and was yelling hysterically.

The young man in front of me smiled dazzlingly, and I subconsciously clenched the pen in my hand, trying to say something, but my throat seemed to be blocked, with indescribable unwillingness.

A bandaged hand patted my shoulder at this moment, and when I turned around and saw Lujian, I was startled: "Why is Mr. Lujian here?"

"The game over there is over. It's your side..."

"The results of it?"

Interrupted by me hastily, Midorima pushed his glasses, paused before speaking: "Of course I won."

I just breathed a sigh of relief, and the green-haired boy immediately replied with a cold snort: "The competition