[Kuroko's Basketball] Our age

, there are some things I can't ignore anyway.

If the whistleblower simply wanted to expose the basketball club, he should have sent the evidence to Chairman Dongyun or several other key cadres of the student union first. Why is it me who is the most inconspicuous here?

I was determined to track down that person, even though the only evidence was a USB stick and a handwritten note.

The clues to the matter were easier to find than I expected. The handwriting left on the note was obviously written with the same oil-based pen as that used in the Teiko Library. I started to use it, and apart from a few administrators and teachers, only the librarians of each class are left.

It is possible to know that the members of the student council, including Mitsuyo Shiraishi, belong to the school. In this way, the scope is quickly narrowed by a large circle.Taking advantage of my position as a member of the student union, it is not difficult to find the real whistleblower by comparing the handwriting of all librarians, administrators and teachers.

While I was secretly planning this matter, the next progress was beyond my expectation.

Three days later, in the library.

Even if it is not for this matter, I usually borrow books from the library very frequently.As a famous school in Tokyo, Teiko has a considerable library collection.

There was someone filling out the loan card before me at the borrowing office. I knew that person. It was Seijuro Akashi who made me lose a game of chess at the beginning of school.

He didn't notice me standing behind me, but I gasped - the handwriting on the library card in his hand almost completely coincided with the handwriting I had studied repeatedly in the past few days, and there was no way for me not to doubt it are from the same person.

And the list of the school's library committee members I saw a few days ago, under the first-year group A is Akashi Seijuro.

My brain was running at high speed and I got too much shocking information for a while. With trembling hands, I took out a USB flash drive from my pocket, forced myself to calm down, and handed it to Akashi.

"Akashi-san, is this yours?"

The boy in front of me hesitated for a moment, and then, beyond my expectation, he neither denied nor was surprised, but took the USB flash drive very calmly.

"This is mine, thank you, Baishi." He raised the corners of his mouth, his smile could almost be described as gentle as jade, "Next, please come with me."

Thinking about it many years later, I feel that Akashi's words have an irresistible force, at least for me at that time, even though I didn't even know the reason, I couldn't control myself not to follow his footsteps.

There are very few people passing by the corner of the third floor, and Akashi stopped and turned to look at me when he walked there: "Next, ask whatever you want, Shiraishi-san."

It's the same feeling as when we first met, his aura is so compelling.It's just that I couldn't help but force myself to calm down, and all the questions in my mind finally converged into one sentence: "Did you do it on purpose, Akashi-san?"

"Ok?"

He tilted his head and seemed a little puzzled, which made me a little angry.

"Deliberately leaving a handwritten note, and deliberately choosing the kind of oil-based pen that ordinary students rarely use, it seems to me that I want to find it on purpose-or is Akashi-san underestimating And me?"

"Haha...hahahahahaha..."

As if he had heard something funny, he lowered his head slightly and let out a series of laughs, but the elegance of his demeanor was not damaged by this action in the slightest.

"...Is there anything funny, Akashi-san?"

"No, it's nothing." He put away his smile and looked up at me, "It's just that it's faster than I thought, and I couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised."

"What do you mean?"

"You are indeed much smarter than ordinary people, Shiraishi. But that's all. The previous game of chess, you can see through the tactics I used before in such a short period of time and quickly turn it into your own. In the past, you and I There is no one who has played chess before." He said while playing with the USB flash drive in his hand, "Leave aside the point of daring to take away my tactics, Shiraishi, it is really inconceivable that such talents and courage are concentrated in the same person. See you more."

The meaning of his series of comments became more and more unclear, and I couldn't help but frown: "Akashi-san, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"What I want to say is that I want to borrow your ability."

"My ability?"

"You will be the manager of the basketball department."

"Huh? Manager?" I couldn't accept the sudden words, "But didn't the basketball team just be..."

"In that case, wouldn't it be enough to rebuild one?"

At the same time he interrupted me, a thin piece of paper was handed in front of me—it turned out to be a stamped club application form.

Now, because of the recent series of measures taken by the Student Union, it is more difficult to apply for clubs than before. The basketball club that was just abolished can actually get the club application again. How did this person do it?

"What I just said was not a request but an order, do you understand, Shiraishi?"

His aura was cold and oppressive when he spoke, and I involuntarily took half a step back. My intuition told me that I would never be able to refuse this person’s words in the end, but reason still sounded the alarm in my brain, telling me to keep a distance from this person. .

"Even if Akashi-san said so, I don't have a reason to agree to you, do I?"

"Oh, is there a reason?" He chuckled, "Because the evidence I sent you made the work of the student union go smoothly as you expected. This is what you owe me, Shiraishi?"

"... Isn't this kind of thing what Akashi-kun is looking forward to? Otherwise, why would you send me the evidence?"

"I really want to take this opportunity to drive away a few people who are intrusive, but the basketball team will be abolished. It is unexpected, and in the end, it is you who used the evidence, Shiraishi? There were many people who wanted to join The basketball team is now abolished because of you."

When he said this, he stared at me with perfect eyes. I could almost see my own shadow in the red pupils, but I didn't dare to look away. My mind went blank for a moment, and the only thing left was a sentence——I was seen through.

I have to admire Akashi's scheming, even if I understand his intentions, I have nothing to say-not to mention the favor I owe him, I really feel sorry for the waste of the basketball club, and he can use it to Minister Matsumoto and others were given the opportunity to drop out of school to establish their own basketball club. At the same time, they pulled me into the basketball club as a manager with a sense of guilt.

I understand that it is absolutely impossible for me to beat this man, whether it is shogi or other aspects.

I took a deep breath, acquiescing to my failure: "So, can I ask Akashi-kun one last question?"

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows and motioned for me to continue.

"Akashi-kun, why did you do this?"

Akashi Seijuro, who is more than twice as high as the average person in terms of brain and ability, will definitely be an impressive existence no matter which club he enters. Why spend so much time rebuilding a basketball club that seems to have no future? ?

"Heh," I heard his chuckle, neither happy nor angry, but my aura couldn't allow anyone not to look directly at him.

He took two steps towards me, and the closer distance allowed me to see his eyes more clearly—those red, awe-inspiring pupils.

He said, "Shiraishi, how much do you believe in miracles?"

4 how far can you go

He said, "How much do you believe in miracles?"

"……Miracle?"

The boy in front of him leaned back: "For example, the basketball club of Diguang Middle School, which has not improved for many years, was won the championship by a group of first-year junior high school students in a certain year and became the top three in the middle school league. What do you think? Sample?"

"This kind of thing..."

If this kind of thing was said by other people, I would definitely take it as a joke, but Akashi Seijuro has the power to convince me.

And three years later, the facts proved that he did create a miracle.

The next day, I quit the student council and joined the basketball team as a manager.

The next three days were completely busy.

Printing posters, handing out flyers, and starting a new club is never easy.It's just that although I have been busy for three days, the results I received are completely out of proportion to the efforts I put in.

But it's no wonder that with the news that the basketball club has just been abolished, the bad rumors that were kept in the dark immediately spread. It is completely understandable for everyone to shy away from the basketball club, not to mention the newly established basketball club. Well, the team leader is just an inconspicuous first-year student - in connection with these, the pitiful four or five applications for membership really gave us enough face.

After only three days of publicity, Akashi asked me to stop and help him train his members.

"But now there are only six people including me and Akashi-kun, so let's..."

"There is no need for that." Akashi interrupted me, "Doing this is enough to let the whole school know that the basketball club is re-established, and those who really want to play basketball will naturally come. Instead of doing some meaningless publicity, it is better to put those People are trained to be more reliable."

As he spoke, he glanced at the players who were doing basic practice in the basketball hall, and those people immediately trembled.

The phone rang untimely, the conversation was interrupted, Akashi took out the phone and pressed the answer button, said a few words in a low voice, and immediately raised his head to stop me.

"Baishi, go and bring someone here."

"who?"

Akashi let me take a look at the photo on his mobile phone: "This man is called Atsushi Murasakihara, and he is now between the cafeteria and the teaching building B, you bring him now."

... If I remember correctly, the distance from the basketball court is only 50 meters, right?Why did I go out of my way to bring him here?

"He's going to be the starter in the basketball department."