Slam dunk? "

"What's wrong?!"

After this sound, the conversation stopped suddenly, and then there was a slight sound of water splashing, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared. I was about to confirm the correctness of my premonition to Momoi, but there was a sound of "咚——", and the water splashed The warm hot spring water quickly condensed into a thick mist.

The baffle that separates the male soup and the female soup floats on the surface of the water. Through this layer of mist, the expressions of the boys on the opposite side seem to be a little...subtle?

Ah, how should I react to this situation?

19 The captain is the devil

The fog began to dissipate, and in the large hot spring pool, all the members of the Teiko Basketball Club were petrified.My mind went blank, and the only thought left was——if this place starts to operate, the turnover must have plummeted because of our terrible stone statues.

"Cough cough."

Akashi coughed twice and brought me back to reality in an instant, only to see the red-haired boy wrapped in a bath towel and walking out calmly in the hazy mist: "I'm done soaking, you guys continue."

Swah——

The door of Nantang's locker room was closed.

It seemed like I should scream in this situation, but considering the girl's high-pitched voice was too unpleasant to scream, I grabbed the bath towel thrown by the hot spring pool and wrapped it up, and stuffed Momoi's bath towel into her arms by the way.

"I'm done soaking, Momoi-san, be careful you'll get dizzy after soaking for too long."

The stone-carved girl didn't respond until I closed the door and walked into the dressing room, and a girl's shrill scream came from behind me.

"Ah!!—Ada, you idiots!!"

For the time being, let me take the experience of soaking in hot springs for the first time as a good memory.

Thinking back afterwards, it was really a day full of experiences. On that day, I experienced everything from the championship of the All-China League to the first club camp in my life to the weird incident in the hot spring pool. Of course, the subsequent experiences were no worse than these.

When I was dragging the unchanging clothes with one hand, and comforting Momoi who was hugging me and crying with the other hand, not far from the women's changing room, there was a shrill scream from the men's changing room. The teenager in the voice-changing period, just uttered the scream of a little girl.

"Who stole my phone?!!"

The voice seemed to be Haizaki's, and not long after that, Aomine also called out with a similar voice: "Ci'ao! My cell phone is gone!!"

"Okay, okay, Momoi-san, they've already been punished, let's go and check the situation."

I patted the pink-haired girl who was still on my shoulder, and she raised her head to change her clothes.

There was a sound of "dong dong dong" in the corridor. Momoi and I walked out, and Aomine, who was coming up, grabbed Momoi's shoulder without saying a word and shook: "Mayue, our mobile phones have been stolen! What did you see Is there anyone wrong?!"

"Eh? What, why do I..."

"The wrong person, are you talking about me?"

Following this quiet and powerful voice, we turned our heads. A red-haired boy in a navy blue bathrobe was leaning against the wall, with a warm smile and elegant gestures.

However, these are not the point.

In the boy's raised hand, all kinds of mobile phones were packed into the same paper bag.

"Akashi, what do you mean?"

"What's the meaning……"

With a click, Akashi closed the folding fan in his hand: "From today onwards, all members of the Teiko Basketball Club will conduct closed training."

This voice is extremely intimidating, enough to prove that the boy is definitely not joking.

"Wait a minute Akashi, even if you are training, you should ask us first? No one will agree to such a casual decision!"

"Who said this is a matter of random decision? And do you think you can leave if you want?" Akashi raised his head and sneered, "The waiters here have been asked to leave by me, and the location of this hot spring hotel It's remote, and none of you can leave without me calling the bus."

What... what? !

We looked at each other, only to realize that the place was really eerily quiet. From the boys playing basketball in the hot spring pool to the constant screaming, no waiter appeared.

And when we came here, we took a bus for at least two hours.

In other words, all the members were tricked by Akashi to sleep here, and it was impossible not to participate.

Having understood this situation, we feel like weeping.And Akashi still walked up to Momoi and me with a devilish smile: "Shiraishi, Momoi, hand over the phone to me."

Although I was a little reluctant to part with the mobile phone that I had used for more than a year, I didn't dare to disobey Akashi's order. The moment I put the mobile phone in the other party's hands, I felt cut off from the world.

Haizaki poked me with his elbow: "Shiraishi, don't you think you've seen this situation before?"

"Ah, is it..."

I tried to recall for a while, and then I clenched my right fist and smashed it to my left: "Oh, it's the section of Warship Island in the hunter test of "HUNTERxHUNTER". A storm is coming."

"Stop joking! How could such a thing happen!"

But it turned out that the week we spent here was indeed a disaster comparable to a storm.

That night, Akashi posted the training table, which included the training plan for all members of the basketball team. It was so detailed that what everyone had to do every minute was listed on it. Except for Midorima, who was not able to train because of his foot injury, it was a little easier. Everyone's training content is so rigorous that it makes one's scalp tingle. Even Momoi and I, who are managers, have a morning exercise plan. According to Akashi, it is to ensure that the manager's physical condition is in order to complete the manager's work.

Ah, by the way, the manager's job does require superhuman physical strength.

Because all the waiters evacuated like ghosts, we had to take care of the laundry, cooking and cleaning the room by ourselves.Ever since Momoi made a dark meal on the first day and made all the members of the basketball team have a stomach ache all night, all the work of cooking fell on my shoulders, and Momoi had to be responsible for cleaning the sweaty clothes of the boys.Although at the beginning I naively thought that my job would be easier than Momoi's, but it turned out that it was not the case at all.

Akashi's training plan clearly lists the content of each meal, and the use of ingredients is completely under his control. It even made me suspect that I have traveled back to the feudal period. little maid.

So the result is that after every meal, some members will sneak over and complain to me that I am not full, and they will not give up until my ears get callused.

But in fact, the deplorable situation of the members is not incomprehensible to me.Whether it is repeating boring basic training, running around the hotel, or engaging in intense practice games, all of them need to consume a lot of energy. Boys with growing appetites.

It's not that he tried to ask Akashi for advice, but the result was only two words - dismissed.

Akashi's authority is absolute, and no one dares to violate his decision.This kind of majesty was passed on from word to mouth among the members. From Akashi's every word to every gesture and even the tiny details, they were discussed over and over again. At the end, the members had reached a consensus-the captain, he is definitely a devil.

The communication tools were confiscated, and there were only boring training and almost unremarkable cooking every day. Under such a high-stress life, some people soon began to fail.

The first person to look for me was Murasakihara.

After being separated from his beloved delicious bar for many days, the purple-haired boy sneaked up to me, pulled me and cried, "Little Shitou, I'm starving to death, give me an extra meal~~"

"Impossible, the ingredients are all in charge of Akashi-kun, and besides, if I try to use the kitchen secretly, I will definitely be discovered."

"I don't care~~ I'm hungry and I want to eat~~"

Ziyuan protested like a child: "Little Shitou, are you hungry too? Everyone is hungry, anything is fine. I want to eat."

I can't understand the boy's protest. In fact, even I sometimes feel that I can't support it, let alone these big boys who consume a lot of energy every day.

After being shaken by my shoulders and begged for a long time, I finally nodded after considering various factors: "If it's cooking porridge, maybe... can it be done?"

A misstep becomes an eternal hate.

No, it might be too unfair to say that to those hard-working boys, but it doesn't mean that these teenagers who come to me and Momoi's room in the middle of the night to watch me cook porridge didn't cause any trouble.

Under Murasakihara's tireless publicity, the original plan of just giving him extra meals suddenly turned into cooking porridge for all members of the basketball team under Akashi's oppression.After a fair and just vote, it was unanimously decided that I, the youngest, sneaked into the kitchen and stole the stew pot and ingredients. In a club like the basketball club, I would be taller than this group of boys.

According to the schedule arranged by Akashi, all the staff must go back to the room to sleep at ten o'clock in the evening.But tonight, these boys evaded Akashi's eyes and sneaked into Momoi's and my room one by one.

gurgle gurgle~~

Steam was rising from the small stew pot, and the aroma of vegetables, rice and shrimp could be faintly smelled, and the boys around became more and more restless.

"Hey, can't you eat it, little stone?"

"The vegetables were just put in, Ziyuan-kun, please be patient?"

"I said Shiraishi, has it been cooking for an hour? Isn't it still okay?"

"So can't you be more patient, Aomine-kun? The wattage of this pot is not that high, and cooking has always been slow."

"Tsk, it's so unfavorable to steal a pot."

"It's you who let me steal the pot? And this

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