[Kuroko's Basketball] Our age

Years later, I can't say "I like basketball" confidently. I have watched countless games and met countless people who love basketball. I can rarely make a wonderful slam dunk for a game like them. Or get excited about assists or blocks. If I have to get to the bottom of it, I think there is only one reason-I like their basketball.

Therefore, I seldom let my feelings fluctuate too much due to the game situation, and I can calmly analyze the situation no matter what the situation is.

Even if I comment from such an objective point of view, there is only one thing I can say-this is a wonderful game.

The representatives of both parties were geniuses who never failed to meet the expectations placed on them, and among them, Aomine Daiki became a prominent heretic.

From the beginning of the competition, it was Aomine's performance alone.What the dark-skinned boy was wearing was not the jersey with the word "Teiko" that I was familiar with, but the exclusive East Japan representative clothes provided by the organizer. I just changed a piece of clothes, but I could hardly recognize it.

In just three days, Qingfeng's strength has been refurbished once again.

"So fast!"

"That guy's reaction speed is too fast!"

"Successful shot from that angle!"

"Hey, can you change the angle after jumping in mid-air!"

Almost all the exclamations and praises belonged to Qingfeng alone.The changes between urgency, flexible response, eyes catching his movements, fatigue has reached the limit.

The representative of East Japan continued Teiko's style, showing everyone's strength as much as possible, in contrast to their brilliance, while Kuroko, as a shadow, worked hard to integrate them like a lubricant.

but--

"It's too fast." Momoi muttered to himself, "The rhythm is too fast, faster than what I saw before, is it because I haven't seen them practice together for a long time and I can't get used to it?"

No, that's not the case. Momoi's feeling is not wrong. Indeed, the rhythm is more than twice as fast as what we saw before. The others are following Aomine's style of play intentionally or unintentionally, so that the rhythm continues to speed up.

"If things go on like this, Heizi-kun will be replaced soon, right?"

When cooperating with different people, Heizi will change his rhythm. With Qingfeng's strength, Heizi must try his best to keep up with his rhythm. The faster the rhythm, the easier it is for his skills to be exposed.

Thinking of this, I looked for that thin figure on the field.

Then, the next second, I couldn't help opening my eyes wide.

——How could there be such a large amount of sweat? !

Beads of sweat slid down his forehead to his chin, thin and dense.Watching Heizi's game is not once or twice, and this is the first time I have seen Heizi who is so tired just in the first quarter.

"Momoi-san," I called this name, trying to find a sense of security, "I'm a little... worried..."

There was no response, and Momoi didn't answer me. The tacit understanding of long-term cooperation allowed me to guess the girl's expression at this time without turning around.

Worry, I will have more if I have her.

How could there be such a severe sense of fatigue?How can the rhythm be so fast?Even if it is the style that has always been, when did this kind of rushing forward without looking at the surrounding situation become so serious?

But with this style, the East Japan representative completely overwhelmed the West Japan representative.

——Mr. Heizi, come on!

I wanted to yell like that, but my voice seemed to be stuck in something, and I couldn't make it out at all.

Following that thin figure closely, I saw that he was obviously exhausted but still tried his best to walk to Qingfeng's side and stretched out his fist.

This is an action I have seen countless times. Every time they cooperate to complete a score, this pair of light and shadow partners will always celebrate with this action.

But this time, Aomine didn't stretch out his fist.

The surrounding voices were too noisy and I couldn't hear what Aomine said clearly, I only saw that the eyes of several representatives of West Japan looking at Aomine started to look a little wrong.

——Ah, why did you seem to have seen this look before?

At that time, I completely forgot, and I didn't remember until the end of the game. It was the same look as the eyes of several members of Uesaki Middle School in the final of the National League.

It was the look of fear when seeing a strong man, the look of wanting to give up.

At the end of the first quarter, the representatives of East Japan had already led the representatives of West Japan by nearly 20 points. In just one quarter, Aomine caused a lot of discussion among the audience. This kind of strength is disgusted from the bottom of my heart.But no matter what kind of discussion it was, the teenagers who were devoting themselves to it didn't notice that the game was still going on as normal.

At the beginning of the second quarter, the dark-skinned boy did not play again, and another representative from Tochigi Prefecture, Koyanagi Hiroshi, replaced Aomine.

"Huh? Why did you replace the strongest one! I haven't seen enough of that guy's performance!" Someone's questioning voice reached my ears, and then another voice explained.

"After all, this is a commercial game. Of course, every team member has to perform. It's not interesting if the point difference is too large. Besides, players who can do that at that age will have a lot of physical pressure. ? Rest is also necessary."

Similar questions and explanations surrounded the auditorium, and many of them were really looking forward to seeing the performance of others, and their doubts about this replacement were quickly suppressed.

Only I can't calm down.

Heizi, who is more tired than Qingfeng, is still on the court, why should he stay?

Only then did I realize that I was sitting in the audience and not on the bench. No matter how many questions or dissatisfaction I had, I couldn't change anything.

It's so annoying, that feeling.

It was different from every time before, this time I was no longer watching their backs walking towards the field, but facing them, I saw Murasakihara pat Heizi on the shoulder and say something.

I can barely make out that sentence by the shape of my mouth - don't hold us back.

At that second, I seemed to hear something freeze.

The second quarter started with a layup by Kotaro Hayama, the representative of West Japan. This young man, known for his agility, made a difficult hand-changing layup in the air.Seeing the opportunity of Aomine's exit, the representatives of West Japan quickly cheered up, and guided by the three "five generals without crowns", their counterattack began.

Marking and defense have been made stricter. They are indeed experienced veterans, and they are still leak-proof under such a fast pace.Although the strength is not bad, Xiaoliuhao who replaced Qingfeng cannot be compared with Qingfeng at all, and the two sides immediately entered a state of even match.

Defending, defending, or defending, although the audience often likes strong players, but when it comes to games, it is more exciting when they are evenly matched.

If you want to break this situation, you can only look at Heizi's...

Compared with other tall and big team members, Heizi is too thin, sweating profusely and too tired as if he could be toppled with one hand. Only his eyes are extremely sharp, which shows that the young man is trying his best to maintain his sanity.

One second, two seconds... The unmarked teenager carefully observed the positions of his teammates.

The outside line was blocked, Midorima made a shot, and the ball went straight to Murasakihara... No, it was reversed, the ball suddenly turned and fell into Kise's hands.

"Oh oh so beautiful!!"

The blond boy shook his hair and went straight to the opponent's basket in response to the audience's expectations.

"Won't let you succeed!"

--what? !

——Where did that person... come from? !

There was no time to be surprised, Nebutani Nagayoshi jumped up following Kise's movement, and vigorously blocked Kise's shot.The huge body fell to the ground, and the floor trembled.

Momoi couldn't believe it for a moment, Momoi covered her mouth: "Why is this...is it invalid?"

"I can see it for some reason, that little man." Genwugu stretched his muscles and bones, confirming our guess.

The second quarter is not over yet, and Heizi's gaze guidance has actually failed... Is the pace so fast that he can't stand it? !

No...it's not over yet!

The exclamation almost burst through my throat, and a purple figure rushed into my sight.

- so fast, so fast!

"Genwugu, don't just stand there!!"

Nebuya Yongkichi, who came back to his senses after being stopped by his teammates, had no time to react. Ziyuan, who saved a ball, took off vigorously, and the basketball was poured into it.

"Ziyuan-kun... when did he get there?"

It was so fast, although I knew his speed was never proportional to his height, but this speed was much faster than I remembered.

"If you hold back any longer, even the little black boy will be crushed."

Murasakihara's cold eyes showed that he was really serious, and Heizi lowered his head so that I couldn't see his expression clearly, only a vague "I'm sorry".

"Forget it, since it's Xiao Heizi, let's give it one more chance. I'm going to go back to defense...ah, it seems unnecessary."

Three, two, one, the number on the timer jumps three times, the whistle blows, and the first half is over.

I have to say that the counterattack by the representative of West Japan really worked. In the quarter when Aomine was not on the court, the score has been caught up to only five points.

My eyes fell on the representative of East Japan. Aomine, who greeted Kuroko and the others, was saying something. The distance was too far for me to hear clearly, but I could barely see their changing expressions.

Frowning brows, downcast eyes... A moment later, the small boy suddenly turned around and ran out in big strides. Behind him, Qingfeng frowned, turned around to greet his teammates, and walked in the opposite direction to Heizi run out.

Swah——

Momoi and I stood up almost at the same time, exchanged glances,