[Kuroko's Basketball] Our age

With Heizi, Qingfeng immediately felt relieved, and gave Heizi a shiny thumbs up.

"Eh?! When were you here?!" Kise showed a ghostly expression, "I still want..."

"As a guide, I have the obligation to help you reflect on the game just now."

"Reflection or something..." Kise scratched his hair, "Isn't it because I am not strong enough to match him? I will practice hard, and sooner or later I will surpass Kohuizaki."

"no……"

"It's not that problem, Kise-kun." I interrupted Heizi impatiently, "Do you think your failure just now was only because of Haizaki-kun?"

"Is not it……"

"Kise-kun should remember the basic requirements of SF, right? Take scoring as the main goal, seize all offensive opportunities, and stabilize the confidence of the whole team at critical moments. But you, you are not watching this team at all, are you?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Kanai-kun, who plays PG, is considered a good point guard, but in the second half of the fourth quarter I just saw, you destroyed his offensive line at least twice... You still want to say, lose the game Is it just because you are not as good as Haizaki-kun?"

Kise's eyes dimmed for a moment, and there was something unknown in the golden eyes that made me uncomfortable.

"Sure enough, I feel that you have underestimated it, Shiraishi. Isn't it too arrogant to teach after watching it for a few minutes?"

"I'm just explaining what I see, Kise-kun."

"Ah, is it? I always feel very irresponsible to say that. After all, as a manager, you are just watching from the sidelines, right? You have never played in a game before, so you are too confident?"

"Kise-kun, please stop in moderation."

"Forget it, it's okay, Mr. Heizi, let's go to training too."

I waved my hand to Heizi to indicate that I was fine, I narrowed my eyes and looked at Kise who turned around to do the basic exercises, and somehow wanted to overlap his figure with Haizaki.

It's kind of annoying.

The people in the gymnasium were carrying out their own training content, no one noticed the little dispute here, even myself, I quickly forgot it.

But that night, Midorima brought the order—tomorrow’s practice match of the second army, I will go with the coach, accompanied by members of the first army: Kuroko Tetsuya, Kise Ryota.

37 own position

"You can't see Kise's strength, can you? It's time for him to understand Heizi's ability."

"Also, you are not reconciled to him, are you?"

"Then let's see if it's you who overthrows him or he overthrows you."

Akashi casually fiddled with the shogi, and while speaking, a chess piece was thrown towards me, and it landed on the palm of his open hand. I lowered my head, and it was a silver general.

"Midorima said that the lucky thing for Capricorn today is shogi, so take it."

……

Stretching his hand into his pocket, the wooden chess piece has a smooth surface, and the sharp-edged handwriting rubs against his fingertips.

I kept thinking about something, and before I knew it, I was at the end of the line. My eyes passed through the members of the Second Army wearing blue and white Diguang sportswear. The blond boy walking in front of the line turned his head and stood beside him. The blue-haired boy said something.

I squinted my eyes and pulled the strap of the shoulder bag. The weight on my shoulder was not too light. It was all the information Momoi gave me about the basketball club in Komagi, as well as the tactical analysis I completed in the middle of the night last night. .

Supervisor Kondo, who was walking in front, came around and patted me on the shoulder: "Hey, don't you have such a scary expression, do you want to go on a date with me after today's game? This is an invitation to mature women."

"The one who treats me as a loli is also supervising you? Also, please allow me to refuse the invitation."

"Wow, it's just a joke, don't refuse it so seriously, it really breaks my heart."

"Ah, do I need to help you glue it together?"

"No, no need. Sure enough, you must never joke with Shiraishi-san."

The supervisor removed his joking expression, raised his head and followed my line of sight: "Are you so worried?"

"There is nothing to worry about. All I have to do is let Diguang win with my ability."

"Hehe, so don't be so serious. Whether it's you or the other boys, Akashi trusts you."

"Well, of course I know."

"And Kise, too."

"..."

The name stunned me for a moment, and my brain couldn't understand it for a while, but the supervisor had already patted my shoulder and went back to the team.

"Then let's see if you beat him or he beats you."

"Whether it's you or the other boys, Akashi trusts you."

"And Kise, too."

Involuntarily, his right hand reached into his pocket again, holding the chess piece tightly.

--What does it mean?

——Ryota Kise, why did he gain the trust of a proud person like Akashi?

——Also, what we are facing today is not just this problem.

Turn left at the traffic light, and a few Chinese characters come into view—Private Komagi Middle School.

The basketball club of Komagi Middle School is quite well-known in Tokyo. Judging from the statistics, its various strengths are quite impressive, and it has also broken into the All-China League several times.

But compared to some other schools with comparable strength, Komagi's team spirit is also quite famous.

"Yo, here you come, Diguang."

Walking into the opponent's gymnasium, the boy with the nose ring came up to greet him, as if the kick in the stadium not long ago had never happened at all.

Higashino Kentaro, Komagi's captain and supervisor, just looks like a rather troublesome guy at first glance.

——Captain and supervisor?No wonder no one was responsible for the previous kicking event.

——Really, so much alike.

I couldn't help frowning, the feelings I had a year ago, the disgust from the bottom of my heart quickly expanded.

——I actually met this kind of guy.

——But in this way, it is even more impossible to lose.

In the locker room, the boys of the Second Army had already changed into their jerseys.The supervisor sat in the middle, writing and drawing on the recording board with a pen in his hand.

"Then, the countermeasures have been analyzed, is there anything you don't understand? Shiraishi-san, do you have any comments?"

Dazed, my brain a bit chaotic, I don't know who's elbow poked me, and words like a dream came out of my mouth.

"Like...too similar..."

"like what?"

"Komagi is too much like Teiko."

The picture of memory is like a movie in fast forward, and finally, it freezes on some pictures.

"Too much like a year ago, the Diguang that didn't belong to us yet."

"Shiroishi-san."

A clean but powerful voice called my name, and when I suddenly recovered, Heizi had already stood in front of me.

"Sorry, I lost my mind."

I lowered my head, and my eyes fell on the information in front of me, "The countermeasures are basically like this, and will be adjusted according to the situation of the game... In short, please everyone, we must win."

I bowed heavily and said the same thing as a year ago.

Only such people are unwilling to lose to them.Only such people want them to know our basketball more.

"Ah~~ So Shiraishi-san, you are too serious!"

At first it was the smiling supervisor, followed by other people from the Second Army.

"The manager has prepared us so hard, how can we lose?"

"Although we are the Second Army, we are not that bad!"

One year ago and one year later overlapped, with the same smiling but firm voice, several teenagers walked out of the locker room with their shoulders crossed.

Finally, a boy named Kuroko stopped by my side.

"Don't worry, Shiraishi, although I regret not being able to see it with my own eyes a year ago, but now, I have no intention of losing to history."

His voice is not as soft as a boy's, but it has a reassuring power.

A certain kind of mood, which may be called joy, sprouted.

When did it start?Those first few people, their will has infected the entire team.

No, there is one person short.

Looking at the blond boy who had already walked out of the locker room, the thought of wishing him to be one of them flashed in his mind for a moment.

Is something like this... possible?

The gymnasium has been cleaned, two lines are drawn between white and red, the referee blows his whistle, and the game begins.

It is not a lie to say that Komagi is like the former Teiko. Some kind of coincidence, the physical data and attacking methods of Komagi's players are strikingly similar to the former Teiko.

The fast break is astonishingly fast, and the offensive formation seems to be so fast that it may collapse at any time, but because of the superb organizational skills of the captain Higashino, there is no omission in the slightest.

In the surrounding stands, apart from some rude and unceremonious shouts, the voice of discussion also reached my ears.

"Ah~~ I didn't expect the captain to play PG."

"Tsk, rookie, don't be so embarrassing. Although the captain is also good at SF that needs to be at the forefront, the position of PG is actually more suitable for him."

"That's it, that's it! After taking a good look at the newcomers, who else can organize such an attack except the captain? Look at Diguang, tsk tsk, the Second Army is like this, and it's so weak compared to the captain!"

"Tsk, chirping is so loud, those people."

Huang Lai glanced back at the stands with a rather irritable expression.

"Don't worry about those people, Kise-kun, just watch the field."

My eyes were fixed on the field without leaving for a moment, and the corners of my mouth slightly raised: "It's time."

The ball belongs to Teiko. This time, instead of directly passing it to No. 8 Manabe or No. 10 Fukuyama who are good at attacking as before, No. 12 Uesugi who holds the ball calmly holds the ball for a few seconds before passing it to Fukuyama.

"Isn't it still the same as before?"

"No, it's different." I habitually turned the pen in my hand, "It's time for Diguang's counterattack to begin."

straight to the basket