[Kuroko's Basketball] Our age

Meaning, "With a person like you, it's just talking, right? How could it be possible?!"

"What if you can do it?" In contrast to Haizaki, Akashi's voice was calm and powerful, "Haisaki, you couldn't answer my question just now because you felt that you couldn't do it, right?"

"you……"

"It's interesting, you bastard!" Aomine suddenly interrupted Haizaki's words, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, like a cheetah aroused by the temptation of its prey.

"Exchange as you said, but what if you can't do it?"

"There is nothing to do, it is enough according to your wishes." Akashi looked at Kami Aomine without hesitation, and then glanced at Haizaki meaningfully, "If I can't do it, this basketball club will naturally belong to you , how is it, Haizaki?"

"Tch, then do as you said." Haizaki looked away impatiently, "I will not be polite if you can't do it, just remember it for me!"

There was an indistinct smile on the corner of Akashi's mouth: "Then, the deal is concluded."

"Welcome to the basketball club, Aomine, Haizaki."

5 you don't fit here

If you ask the person who is the most difficult to get along with in the generation of miracles, Shintaro Midorima can undoubtedly be elected with four votes; but relatively speaking, the person who bothers Shintaro Midorima the most is undoubtedly the generation of miracles—— This kind of relationship, which looks like falling in love and killing each other, may actually have something to do with me from a certain point of view?

Even for the basketball club, which not many people pay attention to now, the work at the beginning of its establishment was quite cumbersome. In the first few days, both I and Akashi were extremely busy. The only good news is that everything went smoothly.

I have to say that Akashi is a brilliant captain. The newly joined Aomine and Haizaki are not very good-natured people, but they only restrain their edge in front of Akashi, which makes the training of the basketball team go smoothly.

At that time, my knowledge of basketball was still blank. All I could do every day was clean up the stadium, make sports drinks, hand out towels, and record the basic training of the members.

It was May, and the weather was beginning to show signs of hot and dry.The outdoor physical education class was already a bit difficult, the teacher announced the dismissal early, the boys rushed to occupy the playground immediately, and the girls dispersed in twos and threes.

This class is in our class and the combination of C. I don’t know who suggested it first. The boys in the two classes started a basketball game.Soon there were people around, even girls.

When I squeezed in, the game had been going on for a while, and from the numbers on the scoreboard, our class did not have the advantage.Compared with the relaxed expressions of their opponents, the faces of the five boys in red jerseys were serious.

"Quick, don't let Midorima get the ball!"

"Oops!"

The ball of the red number 10 was intercepted by the blue number 4 and immediately passed to the blue number 7, a green-haired boy with glasses. The red number 5 immediately tried to block it, but the blue number 7 boy did not move a few steps , turned around, raised his arms, took off, raised his wrists, the basketball crossed a beautiful arc, made a turn on the edge of the basket and then fell into it. Cheers immediately erupted inside and outside the court.

"Excellent, another three-pointer!"

"And it was shot in the middle of the field!"

"How many times is this already?!"

The boy's movements like flowing clouds and flowing water are so beautiful even to me who don't know much about basketball, so that I basically didn't notice in the next game, only the boy's movements circulated in my brain over and over again.

His name... seems to be Midorima?

When the get out of class bell rang, everyone on and off the court dispersed, only the green-haired teenager stared at the basket motionlessly, raised his arm and made a shooting motion, his face was solemn and thoughtful.

"Excuse me, are you Midorima?"

Only then did he return to look at me, his brows were slightly wrinkled before he nodded: "What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry, Midorima-san, I'm Mitsuyo Shiraishi, the manager of the basketball club."

After listening to my self-introduction, Midorima's eyes wandered for some reason, but he didn't interrupt me.

"I want to invite Midorima-san to join the basketball club, I wonder if it's possible..."

"Sorry, please allow me to refuse." This time it was the merciless interruption. Midorima pushed his glasses and added, "I play basketball just to relax after studying, and I have no plans to join the club."

He said "Excuse me" and turned to leave.I couldn't help sighing—that shot was really beautiful, and it was a pity to be rejected like this.

I have been thinking about it all day, and the result is that my mind wanders from time to time in the department.

"Hey, Shiraishi, tell me!"

"Ah? I'm sorry." Looking at Qingfeng's angry face, I don't know how many times I have apologized, "Just now I was talking about a three-pointer...Is it a ball shot from the midfield?"

"Huh? Are you out of your mind?!" Haizaki glanced at me contemptuously, "Three-pointers are of course shot from beyond the three-point line. You are a basketball idiot and you have a limit!"

"Ah, sorry."

For nearly a week, I have been busy preparing for the basketball department. Although I know that I urgently need to learn more about basketball, I am so busy right now. As a result, the manager of the basketball department is an idiot who does not understand basketball at all.

But I saw it today, that beautiful shot...

"I saw it today. A boy in the next class made a three-pointer in the middle of the field..."

"Huh? Are you reading that right? There is someone in middle school who can cast this kind of..."

"What's his name?"

Akashi, who was in command of the staff training, suddenly turned around and interrupted Haizaki.

"The surname is Midorima, but I forgot the name."

At this time, Akashi's eyes showed some indescribable emotion, very similar to the way he saw Aomine and Haizaki a few days ago.

I'm afraid, something will happen again?

My hunch of events was confirmed the next day.

"Bang - rub -"

Before entering the door, I heard the sound of shoes rubbing against the floor and the sound of basketball hitting the ground.Pushing open the door, I saw the members staring wide-eyed at the center of the field, where a 2on2 match was going on - one side was Aomine and Haizaki, and the other side was actually Murasakihara and... Midorima.

Aomine and Haizaki, who have always had an advantage in speed, are arrogant, but as opponents, Murasakihara and Midorima are not far behind in strength.Haizaki, who got the ball, made a throw, but because of Murasakihara's block, the ball passed to Midorima, and then he raised his knife and dropped the ball, and the ball fell steadily into the basket-that movement was as beautiful as yesterday three-pointer.

Wait, why is this guy here?

"Just get here."

Akashi who was standing on the sidelines suddenly called to stop the game.Murasakibara immediately went off the field cheerfully to search for his snacks. Aomine and Haizaki both seemed unfinished, but Midorima stopped where he was, staring at the basket and frowning, as if he was thinking about something.

I just lifted my foot and walked over: "Akashi-kun, may I ask if this is..."

"As you can see, he is a new member of the club. I am testing his strength." Akashi glanced at me. "I invited him to join the club. Is there any problem?"

"Do not……"

This is a big problem, this person just rejected me yesterday!

"It just so happens that his application for membership is here, and you have time to submit it to the student union."

Akashi handed me the application for joining the club, and the words "Midorima Shintaro" were clean and full of texture.

Although he knew for a long time that he was inferior to Akashi in all aspects, he still felt a little unhappy about this matter.

And, somewhat curious, how did Akashi draw Midorima into the basketball club?

Not long after, when the basketball club became the largest club in Teiko, if asked about their impressions of the basketball club, most of those who didn’t know anything about the basketball club would answer with words such as handsome guys and beautiful men. People who know a little bit will say that Midorima is the only decent person in the department, but only those who are really in it know that Midorima is not a normal person.

If it weren't for the chance encounter after school that day, I'm afraid it would take me a long time to establish this point of view.

Because of my parents’ business trips, I have to solve the food problem by myself recently. Thanks to this, I have to be busy with school affairs and pay attention to the information of supermarket price reductions. Of course, if this is not the case, I will not notice it by accident Midorima Shintaro who appeared in the children's toy section of the supermarket that day.

Well, yes, the children's toy section.

Although such a boy should appear in the library area or the office supplies area no matter what, but his expression of serious thinking makes people completely lose the interest to question—oh, as for what he is thinking, I am afraid it should be the 500 in his hand. A comparison of Japanese yen and 800 yen children's water guns.

"...Unexpectedly, Mr. Lujian unexpectedly has a childlike side." After being ignored for a long time, I said coolly.

Midorima seemed to be taken aback, turned around and stared at me for a long time before nodding unhappily as a greeting: "What's the matter, Shiraishi?"

"It's nothing, I just passed by and saw Midori-kun, so I came to say hello." I shook the shopping basket in my hand to indicate that I was just passing by, "But I didn't expect that Midori-kun's interest is children's toys, a little surprised. "

"Hmph, what do you understand?" Midorima, who I said so unexpectedly, did not show an expression of anger after being exposed, but unexpectedly serious, "Of course the lucky ones for morning divination must be carefully selected."

"Divination in the morning? Does Mr. Lujian believe in that kind of thing?"

"Don't use 'that kind of thing' to generalize lightly!" Midorima put the 500 yen water gun back in place, leaving me with a firm