[Kuroko's Basketball] Our age

collar.

"What did you just say?! Tell me again if you have the guts!"

"Huang Sezai is definitely not going to be able to play anymore. There are quite a few who joined the first army and retired because they couldn't bear the pressure. Anyway, Huang Sezai is just like them."

Pulled by Aomine, who was slightly shorter than him, Ziyuan lowered his head unnaturally, but his expression was still lazy, as if nothing had happened.

"It's different! How could it be the same!"

"Then Fengzai, what's the difference?"

Lowering his head and feeling a little uncomfortable, Ziyuan pulled Qingfeng's hand away forcefully, and moved a little: "Really, why are you so angry, anyway, it's just that, and that kind of guy can't win."

"Purora, you..."

"Stop, Qingfeng!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Midorima quickly grabbed Aomine's fist, and winked at Murasakibara: "You are still in training now, do you want to be punished by Akashi?"

"cut."

Murasakibara shrugged boredly, walked slowly outside the field, picked up a bag of potato chips and continued his daily essential eating.

Qingfeng snorted, didn't say anything, picked up the ball, dribbled, laid up, dunked, the basket was pressed down hard, the dark-skinned boy seemed to be suppressing something, and vented his anger with this action anger.

"It's really rare, Aomine-kun would be angry about someone."

Seeing that Qingfeng finally calmed down, Momoi let out a soft breath: "Speaking of which, Xiaobai is in the same class as Xiaohuang, right? Do you know his situation?"

"Well...it looks okay."

Kise Ryota looks the same as usual, he will smile gently at all the girls who are obsessed with his appearance, occasionally make some innocuous mistakes, and greet familiar friends as if nothing happened, It was as if the sound of his crying in the infirmary was just my hallucination.

But that's just what it looks like.

Kise Ryo is worthy of being a model. If I hadn't clearly remembered what happened that night, I'm afraid I would have been deceived by his superb acting skills.

The boy who greeted me with a smile when I met last night, what kind of pain is he enduring?

"Even Akashi-kun didn't respond." Momoi smiled wryly, "Before, he paid so much attention to Huang, but now he doesn't do anything."

"Because Akashi-kun is only for this team, right?"

As a leader, Akashi, if he has no effect on victory, he will never favor someone. Leading this team must require this quality, and no one has the qualifications to blame him.

"So, no one pays attention to Kise-kun anymore...?"

"No, there is."

The pink-haired girl retorted, her voice was not loud, but she was extremely firm.Following her line of sight, I saw that Qingfeng was laying up again and again, his movements were fierce, like a black leopard venting his anger.

I saw this scene again in a daze, one black and one yellow figure were under the basket, one of them was flexible and skillful, while the other was biting tightly but couldn't keep up with the opponent's movements.

"Really, let's do it again, Aomine!"

Oh, yes, such an arrogant Qingfeng has accepted Kise's challenge again and again, the reason can only be that he approves of Kise.

I agree with someone's thoughts and pay attention to his changes, so I am angry because of the other party's actions.

I couldn't help gripping the slate in my hand tightly.

"Ah, I want to be one of them too."

After the afternoon classes ended, the students either went home or participated in club activities, and the teaching building soon became empty.After handing in the duty form in the staff room, the corridor has already been stained with the soft orange of the setting sun.

The basketball team's work should have already started. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but quicken my pace, and the words I said to Momoi during the morning practice came back to my mind.

——Ryota Kise, and I, absolutely don't want him to give up.

Pushing open the door of the classroom, I couldn't help being stunned. The classroom should have been empty, but there was a blond boy sitting in the corner.

"...Kise-kun?"

"Xiao, Xiao Baishi?" The other party was obviously frightened by me, and he paused before speaking normally, "Shouldn't you go to work?"

"I'm on duty today, and I just handed in the duty form. It's Kise-kun, you..."

I took a breath and gritted my teeth: "Please go to the basketball team for training, you have been absent for a week."

"Huh?" Kise was stunned for a second, and then put on his signature smile, "I still have a job as a model, so I can't..."

"If you had a job, Kise-kun wouldn't be sitting here. Don't you think it's shameful to cheat on the innocent and kind girl Kise-kun?"

"Uh...pure and kind, Xiao Baishi looks nothing like you at all."

"Shut up. And please go to training."

I put one hand on the table, fixed my eyes on his golden eyes, hesitated, and then tried my best to say: "Kise-kun, please don't give up basketball."

one second.

The boy's expression froze for a second.

I seemed to hear the sound of something breaking, and in the next second, a sad and indescribable expression appeared on the boy's face.

When he spoke again, there was no usual frivolity in his voice.

"Hey, Xiao Baishi, can you listen to me for a while?"

The early summer breeze opened the curtains, and a coolness began to emerge in the evening.That evening, sitting opposite Kise, I heard his past in this way.

Because of his ability to be good at imitating since he was a child, Kise can easily learn any sports, such as football, volleyball, tennis... The boy who was already feeling a little tired, came into contact with hip-hop dance under a certain opportunity.

That trigger was my sister.

My sister, who is two years older than Kise, likes hip-hop dance very much. She basically started practicing it from the second grade of elementary school. Although there were occasional improvements during the period, it was not completely satisfactory.

One day when Kise was bored, he became interested in watching a street dance competition with his sister by chance, so he started practicing with his sister.

Because of her natural talent, Kise made rapid progress, quickly catching up with her sister, and was also highly praised in her usual training.But compared to him, my sister is not so smooth. He can practice a certain movement in an hour, but my sister needs to spend a day or even a few days.Which is better, which is worse, which is more important, everyone can naturally see clearly.So, with the goal of an important competition, the teacher began to train Kise with all his strength, and her sister was belittled because of this.

But the result of that game was beyond everyone's expectations.Kise did not achieve good grades as the teacher expected, but her sister won the championship in one fell swoop.

A judge at that competition told Kise: "Your dancing has no soul."

"That's when I remembered that even if she didn't get the teacher's attention, even if she fell down during practice and no one helped her, my sister didn't give up."

Kise lowered his head and said in a low voice, "So since then I have never touched hip-hop."

"It's the same situation now, do you understand?"

I don't know how to comment on this story, and I don't know how to express my feelings.I didn't interject a word in Huang Lai's narration, and I pursed my lips, only to realize that they were a little dry.

But, but...

"It's different..."

"Eh?"

"How could it be the same..."

thump—

The classroom door was suddenly kicked open vigorously.

"Kise! Is that guy Kise here!"

Aomine rudely called Kise's name, and when his eyes fell on our side, he strode forward and grabbed Kise's collar: "Now, hurry up and play ball with me!"

"Huh? Xiao Qingfeng, but I don't..."

"Don't be naughty like a bitch, who used to pester me oneonone all day long?!"

"Aomine-kun, pay attention! This is a different class!"

Momoi was completely powerless to persuade Aomine, so he could only smile apologetically like me.The dark-skinned boy completely ignored his childhood sweetheart, and pulled him out vigorously without waiting for Kise to express his willingness.

Seeing such a rude and irritable Aomine and Kise being dragged away like a daughter-in-law, I was dumbfounded, and Momoi, who was completely dissuaded and powerless, leaned on my shoulder and gave a wry smile.

"It can't be helped, boys."

"But Aomine-kun's training..."

"That guy is the trump card after all, it doesn't matter if he is self-willed once in a while."

What Aomine dragged Kise to was not the gymnasium, but the open-air basketball court in a small park not far from the school.

The warm sunset, the stadium dyed by warm yellow light, the sound of the ball hitting the ground, and the two teenagers facing each other.

Although it's oneonone, it looks like it's just Kise being abused unilaterally.The dark-skinned boy didn't care about the opponent's state at all, dribbling, passing, throwing, dunking, without waterproofing, and doing it perfectly as usual.

On the other side of him, Kise seemed to have completely lost his will to fight, his eyes were loose, although he was trying to block Aomine, his movements of his hands and feet lost his usual sense of coordination, he was stiff, his whole body was stiff, even his expression was stiff.

"Hey, Xiao Qingfeng, why are you doing this?"

"Why, why, who is it that keeps clamoring to be oneonone with me! I gave you a chance and you don't want it, so don't regret it in the future!"

"But I..."

"But what, but?! I told you not to babble like a woman!"

Panting heavily, Aomine said, but his body movements did not relax at all, powerful explosive force, huge impact, duel again and again, breakthrough again and again, Aomine even made Kise fall to the ground several times.

"Stand up, Kise! Stand up for me and play hard!"

"Mr. Qingfeng, what exactly does he want to do?"

"I think Aomine-kun has expectations for Kise-kun."

The quiet voice that suddenly appeared behind me answered my murmur, and when I looked back, I was startled by Heizi, Tao