[Kuroko's Basketball] Our age

Think I'm blind? "

Akashi replied coldly, crossed the path that everyone gave way to him, and stood in front of us.

He has always been a person who cannot be disobeyed, and the senior students who came to provoke trouble couldn't help but restrain their arrogance, even though the boys in front of them were a head shorter than them.

After scanning those people for a week, Akashi said slowly: "How about playing a game?"

"What... what?" The man in the turban stared at Akashi with a puzzled face, so even if he tried his best to maintain his aura, he was only stern.

"You kid is the leader here, right? Don't think we can count on that..."

"Since you don't want to do that, forget it, how about playing a match with us?" Akashi's response was indifferent but undeniable, "The reason why you are unhappy is that you are not convinced after all, right? And it is right to fight here. You and us will both cause trouble, how about talking with basketball?"

Akashi's words were impeccable, and several outsiders looked at each other, and finally responded.

"Since you want to compete, you have to pay the price, right? What if you lose? Can't we just forget about it?"

"If we lose, the current basketball club will be disbanded immediately." Akashi raised his eyelids, and the corner of his mouth curled into an almost invisible arc, "We won't make any demands of you even if we win, what do you think?"

No one expected that Akashi would say that, not to mention the opponent, even we were taken aback.

"Hey Akashi, what do you mean?!"

"Captain, what are you thinking? The opponent is at the level of the Chinese League!"

Blocking and cursing were mixed together, but Akashi was unmoved, just staring straight at the few teenagers standing opposite him.

"Then...then it's settled!" The man in the turban couldn't bear the pressure from Akashi's eyes, and nodded first, "You have to remember, you said it!"

"Of course." Akashi nodded lightly, "After class tomorrow afternoon, the place will be here."

Watching the group of uninvited guests leave, everyone froze in place until their backs disappeared, and Akashi glanced coldly at the surroundings: "Don't you want to go to training?"

"Eh? But Captain, that just now..."

Hiramatsu stammered and tried to intervene, but Akashi slapped him back: "Do you have any comments?"

"Do not……"

"Isn't it very interesting?" Bypassing Hiramatsu, Aomine walked in front of Akashi with a face full of anger, "I didn't expect you to dare to say that, Akashi."

"Ah, really~~" Haizaki also came up, putting his hand on Aomine's shoulder, "If you say something like that, if you lose, you should understand the consequences, right, Akashi?"

"Heh, it's the same for you too." Akashi's mouth suddenly curled into a smile.

"Tomorrow's game, PF Aomine, SF Haisaki, if you lose, you can't get away with it, right?" He said, looking away, "C Murasakihara, SG Midorima, and PG are me, and the rest are on the bench .”

"Hey, why do you think Akashi has been plotting for a long time?" Although Aomine said so, his arrogant smile did not hide it, "But it sounds more interesting this way."

"Tsk, really, it's rare to agree with you once, Dahui." Haizaki also had the same expression, "Those bastards, let's play with them for the time being."

"Well, although I don't quite understand, if I win tomorrow, can Xiao Chi buy me a delicious bar?"

Unlike a group of pale-faced bench players, the few teenagers who were selected as the main selection did not question Akashi, but all looked forward to it. Now that I think about it, whether it is a genius or a miracle, such a name is used in They are well-deserved, and they may have been doomed since then.

Only one person is different.

Midorima did not join any of the expecting or worried parties, but turned around silently, picked up the basketball that had just been thrown on the ground and stood on the halfway line, raised his arms, and threw the ball. The basketball crossed a parabola and landed steadily. into the basket.

Such a beautiful three-pointer, but the person who shot him looked dignified, and he didn't seem to relax in the slightest.

"Baishi, come with me."

It was Akashi's voice that pulled my gaze back.Without explaining anything, Akashi left all the boys in training and led me to a corner.

"Tomorrow's game, you come to formulate tactics."

"What?" I immediately widened my eyes, "Akashi-kun, what are you talking about? How could I..."

"We don't have a coach now, so of course the manager has to take part of the responsibility in this regard." Akashi's faint voice responded to my surprise, "Are you questioning my decision, Shiraishi?"

"No, but I'm just new to basketball, so Akashi-kun should be doing things like formulating tactics, right?"

"So you are questioning me?" Akashi suddenly sneered, "The courage to play shogi, the courage to use those tactics, where is it now?"

"Varied……"

"Listen up, Shiraishi, if I just want to find a manager to clean up the stadium and hand over towels and pour water, Diguang will be no worse than you in bringing anyone here, why would I find you, do you understand?"

"This one……"

The young man in front of him had a cold but loud voice. Under the force of his gaze, those things that he first knew him were recalled bit by bit.

I'm not someone who can't recognize myself. Years of shogi experience has cultivated a clear mind and accurate planning and judgment. These talents have always been my pride.But, after all, this is basketball that I have just been exposed to for a short time.

"Take this, go develop tactics tonight, and bring me the results tomorrow."

A folder was handed over to me, and I was even more surprised when I unfolded it to see the content—the original players of the Teiguang Basketball Club, our opponents tomorrow, all of their physical data, and the data from all previous games and even in the game. Predictions of possible performances in are analyzed in unrivaled detail.

With this, I might... really be able to do it.

"Akashi-kun, is this...you did it?"

"It's not me, don't ask this question for now." Akashi stretched out his hand and closed the folder in my hand, "I entrust this to you, don't let me down."

His hand was pressing on the folder with such strength that it seemed that the burden of the entire basketball team was on it, and I couldn't refuse it.

"My order is absolute, Shiraishi. You have no right to question your talent that I recognize."

7 Your basketball and our basketball

After a sleepless night, relying on that information and all the Teiko Middle School game videos I could find at hand, I sorted out a ten-page battle plan.

Seeing the white sky in the east, I put down the pen in my hand, and only then did I relax for a few minutes.His eyes stayed on the paper, and some couldn't imagine that those teenagers would rely on these things for a game.

Until now, I find it difficult for those people to understand. I don't understand why Akashi made such a decision, and I don't even understand why those teenagers accepted such a game with such a calm attitude.

It's just my gut feeling that I have to do my best for them.

After a whole day of anxiety, I finally waited for the match.

Different from the air-conditioning during training on weekdays, today's basketball hall gathered a large number of spectators, but anyone can see the malice and mockery in the eyes of these people-these former members of the basketball club are undoubtedly waiting for a game. It's a joke, no one can imagine that those who can enter the national competition will lose to the first-year freshmen.

I always feel...very dissatisfied.

A group of teenagers in the lounge have already changed their jerseys.I tightly held the combat deployment that I had sorted out after staying up all night, took a deep breath and began to express my opinions.

"The opponent is a fast-break team. Judging from the previous situation, the offense can be said to be top-notch but the defense is very weak. So our countermeasure, I think, should also be fast break."

The top legend was spread out on the ground, and several teenagers around me stared at me writing and drawing on it.

"From the perspective of usual training, Aomine-kun and Haizaki-kun are the most suitable for this aspect. Please pay attention here and here. The offense and cooperation of the two of you are very important. Akashi-kun and Midorima-kun are mainly responsible for the outside line. Please be careful on the court Cooperate with Aomine-kun and Haizaki-kun. You may be opened up by the opponent to a certain extent at first, but please don’t slow down the rhythm.”

"And what about defense?"

"For defense, use zone defense, keep up with the speed, return to defense, and block in time. If you can stop it, stop it, but don't spend too much energy. Even if we defend, we may not be able to prevent the opponent. It is better to use more strength. I'm attacking. But there is one thing," I looked up at Zi Yuan, "Mr. Zi Yuan, please keep an eye on the opponent's No. 5 point guard."

"Hmm...it sounds so troublesome." Ziyuan, who was biting a delicious stick, stopped refusing, "But forget it, since Xiaoshi said so."

"Then that's it." I let out a sigh of relief, "I'm sorry for my limited ability, the next game, please everyone."

"Huh? What are you talking about, Shiraishi? It's disgusting." Aomine responded to me and stood up.

"We didn't expect to lose to those bastards outside."

"Let's talk about the game, it's impossible to win with only one woman's tactics, right?"

After Aomine came Haizaki, then Midorima, Murasakihara, and Akashi. They stood up one by one, and there was only one sentence hidden in everyone's eyes-absolutely win.

"I will control the situation on the field, and you are responsible for keeping records." Akashi passed by me and gave an order, and then, his eyes swept around, looking at every one of his teammates around him.

"Preparation is enough. If you lose, you know the consequences, right?"

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