Desperate to play basketball!

[Hey, you guys, do you practice in the fourth gymnasium every day,]

[Although I practiced so hard, I still can't make a shot... Well, don't worry about it,]

[Yo, I'm here again, let's play together,]

[Don't worry, don't worry, although you don't have a good sense of existence, I will find you, absolutely. ]

[Azhe, wait for me, let's go home together! ]

[You bastards... don't you know that Ah Zhe is protected by me?If you dare to touch him, you will die! ]

[Why give up?Doesn't Azhe like basketball the most like me?It doesn't matter if you like it! ]

[Azhe... Let's work hard together, one day, we will stand on the field and play together. ]

[If Ah Zhe is a shadow, then I will be Ah Zhe's light! ]

[Don't look at me being dark, if I want to be Azhe's light, I have to be stronger, and stronger, until I can surpass everyone, and then I will bring Azhe to the final field to play together! ]

[Azhe, just play ball with me forever, although we don’t get along in other things except playing ball, but what does it matter? ]

[Now I can't stay by Ah Zhe's side anymore, Vulcan is big and I can't be relied on, Ah Zhe has to learn to work hard to be strong, okay? ]

[Wow ah ah ah!There are ghosts! ! ]

[That... I am Aomine Daiki, please give me your advice. ]

[Hey, Ah Zhe, today we have made an appointment to enter Diguang together, go to restaurants together, be elected together, play games together, and most importantly - we will make an appointment to play here every day in the future! ]

[You are not allowed to break your promise if you have made an appointment, or you will be killed! ]

[......]

The dark boy with a smug smile squatted on the street basketball court, nimbly turning one finger against the basketball, and told Heizi seriously: "It's an appointment, if you don't come, you will die."

——If you don’t come, you’re dead, Aomine-kun.

It's like this every time, every time, whether it's the sophomore in the previous life or the idiot now, every time because of this kind of problem, you will get stuck in the endless loop of your own knotted brain. You stubborn guy, you guy who doesn't count, you guy who can only talk beautifully but always lies to me——

Seeing from afar the back of the lonely figure squatting on the ground not knowing what he was doing on the street basketball court, Heizi stopped as if heaving a sigh of relief, supported his knee with one hand, lowered his head and took a few heavy breaths, calming down Shortness of breath from running long distances at high speeds.

Then, he threw the basketball in his hand towards the former [Guang Jun] with an accelerated pass!

——"Aomine-kun is an Aho! Aomine-kun is Aho Peak!"

"Oh! Ah who is it!" Qingfeng, who was unresponsive for a while, was hit by Heizi's sonic ball, and jumped up while covering the back of his head. When he saw Heizi, his expression immediately changed, "Didn't you say Did I tell you not to follow me?!"

"Mr. Qingfeng is the one, why did you run away all of a sudden?" Heizi looked at Qingfeng disapprovingly, "The Qingfeng-jun in my memory is not someone who can't afford to lose!"

"Ah Zhe, leave me alone, you can go first! I told you to leave me alone!" Qingfeng took a few steps back without looking at Heizi's face, "The chirping is so loud! I want to lose Stay alone! That's it!"

"I don't want it." Seeing Qingfeng's evasive attitude, Heizi pursed his lips and stubbornly rejected, "I won't leave, Qingfeng-kun like this is simply avoiding the problem, Qingfeng-kun like this--I don't mean that I like it. That Aomine-kun of basketball!"

"Azhe!" Qingfeng suddenly turned his head to stare at Heizi, and smiled angrily, "What? You are happy to see me lose, right? Okay, you don't want to go, right? I'll go!" After saying that, he turned his head and kicked Open the basketball on the ground, turn around and leave!

"Aomine-kun, please stop making trouble!"

Heizi stood there motionless, watching Qingfeng turn around and leave, his tone suddenly sank, and he said in an extremely cold and deep voice.

"Aomine-kun, please think about it carefully. When you first played basketball with me, what exactly were you playing for!"

It was obviously such a gentle boy's voice, he would usually call Qingfeng-kun very politely, no matter what he met, he would not be surprised at all, no matter what he was asked to do, he would obediently agree to complete it, but at this moment, he said in such a gentle and soft voice With such cold and majestic words, Aomine Daiki's intuition told him that if he really turned around and walked away at this time, something might happen that he would regret for the rest of his life.

"Playing basketball is playing basketball! But...if you can't win, then what's the point of playing basketball!" With a hard punch on the railing, Aomine closed his eyes, suppressing the frustration and anger in his heart.

"Azhe, you don't understand at all! Only the basketball me is left, the me who plays basketball desperately, and the me who tries to beat all opponents-if I lose, I have nothing! You don't understand such a useless me !"

"..."

Heizi fell silent.

"I'm useless, all I have left is basketball! If I lose like this, I'll have nothing! You don't understand at all!!!" Qingfeng sat on the ground along the railing, with his hands on his knees, hanging low nod.

He didn't dare to look at Heizi's expression at this moment, and he didn't dare to think about Heizi's next reaction.

If you tell the truth in your heart like this, maybe the person on the other side will turn around and walk away.

Qingfeng thought this way in self-defeating, but was pulled back from his thoughts by the little white hand holding a basketball that suddenly came in front of him.

"Aomine-kun, if possible, let's come oneonone."

Heizi silently picked up the basketball on the ground, handed it to the dazed Qingfeng, and pulled him up from the ground.

"Please don't be merciful, because we are opponents from now on."

"...! Ah Zhe, what are you talking about? You clearly—" Qingfeng's eyes widened, extremely confused.

"Mr. Qingfeng, are you looking down on my basketball?" Heizi tilted his head expressionlessly, "No matter what, please start, I will do my best."

"..." Qingfeng frowned, suddenly slid sideways past Heizi, dribbled the ball and ran towards the opposite side.

Heizi quickly followed up, staying close to Qingfeng's right side, stealing the ball from Qingfeng's hands by surprise, and then quickly broke through with the ball. With a few fake moves, he passed Qingfeng, a standard retreat Aiming at the basket for a jump shot, the basketball after the release drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell perfectly into the basket.

"Azhe...you!" Seeing Heizi's wonderful jump shot, Qingfeng's eyes lit up, and suddenly he didn't know what to think of, curled his lips, showing a frustrated expression.

"Mr. Qingfeng, please don't show mercy to me. We are on the court... are opponents." Heizi exhaled forcefully. Although physical training has continued to follow up in recent years, there are still some deficiencies, let alone just running. When I came here, my physical strength had not fully recovered, and it was still difficult to shoot such a high-tech step-back jumper.

"..." Qingfeng was silent, and ran a few steps to continue the game.

Heizi's style of play is already a very mature PG style of play. SilenceK, who was known as the core of the team in his previous life, is best at passing assists and controlling the rhythm of the game. He also uses phantom shots and step-back jump shots The two shooting techniques dominate the court in terms of scoring. The meaning of K, in addition to being a transliteration of the name, also means Killer, which is to attack the unprepared by surprise. Back then, Hei Zizhe relied on the elusive Misdire technique to pass the ball and cut the ball. Stealing the ball, controlling the overall situation with keen mastery and observation skills, calm thinking and coordination ability, disrupting the opponent's offensive and defensive rhythm, is known as the silent killer you least want to meet on the field.

Although the young man is now thin and weak (he will not be very strong when he grows up), he can't show his full strength, and he can't show his full strength in ONEONONE, the exhausted Kuroko still gritted his teeth hard to stop Aomine The offense, and then rely on the opponent's slack moment to score through a few three-pointers.

As time passed, Qingfeng played more and more smoothly. On the contrary, Heizi gradually fell behind because of his physical strength and incorrect style of play alone.

The sun gradually lowered the light and shadow. Two teenagers, one black, one white, one tall and one short, were panting and struggling to confront each other on the court. An orange basketball jumped between the two of them. The blue-haired boy obviously couldn't hold it anymore, and his movements were a little stalemate, but he still tried his best to defend every attack of the tall boy.

"40 to 26...Give up, Zhe." Qingfeng took a deep breath, dribbled the ball sideways, blocked Heizi with one hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "...Zhe, what's the point of such a game? "

"It's not, it's not the end yet... The competition is not over yet, so... Please, don't relax! Qingfeng-kun." Heizi's face turned pale, and the intense exercise made his whole body a little stiff, but he still He clenched his mouth tightly and did not let go.

"...I've been here all this time...I play basketball because I like it!"

geofpace, taking advantage of Aomine not paying attention, Heizi swayed sideways, patted the basketball in Aomine's hand lightly, and then quickly dribbled the ball over - "I just play basketball because I like it!"

"It's meaningless to say it all! Don't hinder me, Zhe!!"

Qingfeng, who was suddenly irritated by Heizi's words, surpassed Heizi with one stride, and the kung fu basketball returned to Qingfeng's hands after a few steps. The inexplicable irritability caused the evil fire in Qingfeng's mind to burn more and more fiercely, and he dribbled the ball in his hand. His kung fu became faster and faster. When he broke through violently with the ball, Heizi suddenly refused to admit defeat and rushed over to make up for the defense. Qingfeng only felt a light blue shadow floating in front of him, and the next second Heizi was already down. on the ground.

"... Ah Zhe!!"

The pupils shrank suddenly, what happened at this moment made Qingfeng's brain a little bit unresponsive, he could only conform to the movement of the body and hurriedly knelt down on one knee, lifted Heizi's upper body, and quickly rubbed it back and forth with a pair of big hands Heizi's head, cheeks, neck, arms, body and legs.He even held Heizi's ankle and lifted his leg halfway up to look up and down.

"Where does it hurt? Ah?! Are you injured?"

Qingfeng, who was already angry and worried, couldn't help clenching his back molars when he found the bright red gray marks on Heizi's legs and knees, the bright red blood stains and wounds wiped out by the concrete floor.

"Azhe...your legs..."

Qingfeng's voice was a little trembling, half hugging the boy in his arms, he couldn't help feeling angry when he saw his dumbfounded look, "You are stupid! It's fun to run over suddenly and be knocked down by me, right?!"

Heizi stared blankly at Qingfeng, blinked and regained his composure.

"I do not want."

"...Please continue the game, Aomine-kun."

While saying this, Heizi barely stood up while half-supporting Aomine's arm, and stumbled towards the direction of the basketball, "Aomine-kun, please don't worry about these trivial matters."

"Please continue, Aomine-kun." Heizi added.

——"What the hell are you talking about! It is already doomed to lose the game, why are you struggling like this! You just want to torture me in this way? Use this kind of injury to make me Am I guilty? Heizi Tetsuya, are you fucking sick!" Qingfeng finally couldn't suppress his rage, and he slammed Heizi's hand and shouted loudly.

"...Because I like basketball! It's because I like to play basketball that I absolutely cannot tolerate any behavior of letting water happen on the court! It's also because I like it, so why does it matter if you lose or win?!" Heizi staggered After a while, I almost fell down, but I still refused to admit defeat and bumped back, "Didn't Qingfeng-kun be the same as me at the beginning? Because I like basketball, I choose to work hard, and because I like basketball, I choose to play." , It’s because I like playing basketball with everyone that I persist until now, don’t I?! What’s more, Aomine-kun will find new challenges, new excitement and fun after losing the game, right?!”

"The world is so big, and there are so many people playing basketball, who can really proudly say that he has never lost a game? Even if Aomine-kun dominates the second elementary school, even if Aomine-kun dominates the Teiko basketball club in the future , No one in the middle school basketball world can beat Aomine-kun, but so what? There are so many opponents in Japan, Asia, and the world waiting for Aomine-kun. They may have the same outstanding performance as Aomine-kun. With his talent and extraordinary hard work, why does Aomine-kun think that he will never lose? Aomine-kun who is like a frog in a well is an idiot!"

"——No matter whether Aomine-kun, who believes that victory is everything, despises me, ignores me, or beats me down, I will never give up! One day I will beat Aomine-kun with my own basketball, Just wake up your crayfish head on Aho Peak!" Heizi curled his lips, and yelled back loudly, both aggrieved and unwilling to admit defeat.

"Even if I can't change Aomine-kun's mind now, let's finish this game! I will try my best to defend Aomine-kun, and I will also try my best to attack!"

——"That's enough, Ah Zhe! Put down the ball and come here!"

[The only one who can defeat me is myself. ]

[You who haven't changed at all from middle school, I'm really disappointed. ]

[...I don't need a shadow anymore. ]

Hearing Aomine's impatient threat, the former Aomine-kun who hated basketball came to mind again, causing Heizi's heart to tremble suddenly.

"...I don't want it!" Heizi's face was flushed red, and a layer of water mist appeared in his sky blue eyes at some point. He hugged the basketball tightly and did not let go, and there was a hint of sob in his voice, "... …I am not as talented in basketball as everyone else, and I don’t even have the [talent] to play basketball, but so what? As long as you work hard, play basketball hard, as long as you can be happy and It’s fine if we all play basketball together! That’s why Aomine-kun who ran away after losing the game really pissed me off! If, if Aomine-kun can—”

"You told me to come here!"

The boy's deep and hoarse voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and Heizi was suddenly pulled into a familiar embrace filled with sweat and warmth. "...Azhe, let's not compare, okay?"

Qingfeng put one hand through Heizi's armpit to wrap around his chest, pulled Heizi into his arms, bent down slightly, stretched his other hand across Heizi's knees, and hugged Heizi horizontally, feeling As the boy in his arms struggled, Qingfeng snorted, pressed his lips tightly against Heizi's constantly twisting head, and warned Heizi in a low voice: "...don't move."

"Qingfeng-kun, if you don't let go, I'll get angry." After struggling unsuccessfully, Heizi warned the other party with respectful words with a blank face.

Qingfeng didn't speak, but hugged Heizi even harder, turned around and walked towards the stone bench by the court.

"...I'm sorry, Ah Zhe." An awkward low voice came suddenly, Qingfeng lowered his head, carefully placed Heizi on the stone bench, half knelt down and pulled Heizi's white and thin knee, "I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm sorry to disappoint you. We won't compete this time, and we can continue after you recover from your injury, okay?"

"..."

"I will go back and apologize to Teiko's seniors, and I will also say sorry to Kise and the others. This time I lost my mind, please forgive me?"

Qingfeng lowered his head and approached Heizi's knee, sticking out his tongue and licking the knee on Heizi's hand little by little.

"Mr. Qingfeng... Please don't lick it, there are bacteria." Heizi subconsciously retracted his legs, but was firmly held by Qingfeng, and lifted up high, so that he had to subconsciously support the stone bench with one hand and hold Qingfeng's shoulder with the other.

"Well...it's okay, just lick the wound and it will be fine."

Qingfeng stretched out his hand to gently support Heizi, but the movement of his mouth didn't stop, it seemed to have been licked or kissed.The dark and tall boy buried his head between Heizi's white legs, looking... a bit weird?

"I'm sorry...Azhe."

The young man maintained a half-kneeling posture, buried his head awkwardly beside Heizi's collarbone, and put all the weight of his head on Heizi's body, "Don't be angry, and don't cry... okay?"

"...not crying." Heizi turned his head slightly, puffed up his cheeks, blinked hard to force back the mist in his sky-blue eyes, and replied softly.

"Also...forgive Aomine-kun this time."

Aomine let out a deep laugh, inhaled greedily the unique sweet vanilla smell of the boy, when he smelled the boy's hair, he suddenly paused, raised his head and asked Heizi in disgust:

"...Ah Zhe, did you change your shampoo? It smells like roses, my goodness, it's so disgusting."

Before Heizi could answer, a colder and more angry voice suddenly came from beside him:

—— "...This is my uncle's taste, do you have any objections?"

"Hey, are you—"

"...Nissan?"

After receiving a call from Akashi, Keigo Atobe, who asked for leave in advance and came to pick up his baby brother, looked lividly at the injured Kuroko who looked like he had red eyes and was hugged by a bastard hooligan, and sneered murderously. , without looking at Qingfeng, he asked Heizi in an unusually gentle voice:

"...Have you thought about how this thing will die? Tetsuya?"