Desperate to play basketball!

"Game start,"

Under the high-flying basketball, both hands stretched upwards at the same time - Hongcun and Kise jumped up at the same time, the experienced and calm Hongcun got the ball first, and with a hook and a push with his right hand, he passed the ball to Akashi's Hand, and quickly cooperated with Akashi and Midorima to break through Kise's defense and attack the inside line. Kuroko followed up and successfully intercepted the ball from Hongcun's hand to Kise. Jumping back and forth in a fast pace in the hands of several people, Akashi unexpectedly approached Kise, Hongcun blocked Heizi, and the two teams were in a stalemate again.

"I will never give you the first ball," Kise changed from his usual relaxed and joking attitude, and his expression was unprecedentedly serious.

[It's been hard... I just played with Xiao Heizi once, absolutely, absolutely can't let Xiao Heizi down,]

geofpace, Kise suddenly raised the extremely fast pace to another level - "Absolutely, absolutely! Don't lose!!"

After a few quick steps, Kise's steps suddenly became erratic and weird, as if the whole person had teleported with the ball, and rushed to the target with extremely fast steps, even Midorima was stunned for a second , and then rushed towards Kise to intercept under Akashi's cold eyes.

"...that's it!" Matsumoto's eyes slightly opened, and a flash of surprise flashed across his face, "Is it my... [Shouchi]? That guy——really!"

"Ah, that fellow Huang Lai, after seeing his tricks a few times, he can basically imitate them. Tsk, that's probably enough for the little yellow chicken."

Qingfeng responded with some displeasure, his eyes were fixed on Heizi, the eyes of the blue-haired boy on the field had been fixed on Kise, who was dribbling the ball, and he didn't even have a little peripheral vision for himself... Somewhere in the bottom of my heart, there was a sudden throbbing pain.

[Heizi can still perfectly cooperate with other people without you. I admit that after this child matures in terms of physical fitness and other aspects, he will definitely be an excellent point guard. Qingfeng, you without Heizi, may also be a very powerful power forward , but it is difficult for you to find an assist like Heizi that can completely accommodate your irregular and brutal style of play. 】

——Matsumoto warned in this way in his ear.

"Won't let you score!"

Midorima jumped up to stop Kise's slam dunk, and a fierce shadow fell on Kise's face. Midorima, who was a head taller than himself, made Kise's slam dunk success rate almost drop to zero, and he knew that Not only is the well-understood Kise not impatient, her amber eyes are shining with determination and confidence:

"—Little Heizi!"

"……what?!"

Kise, who was stuck in the air, suddenly backhanded the ball to Heizi who appeared on the side at an unknown time and escaped Hongcun's defense. Heizi who caught the ball firmly panted slightly and used a standard step-back jumper to pass the ball. The basketball was thrown with lightning speed! ——The arc of the perfect three-pointer!

"Beautiful!" Even the basketball team standing on the sidelines watching the game couldn't help cheering!In the first-year team, Heizi, who is obedient, soft, gentle, quiet and good at playing cooperatively, is unexpectedly popular. Among a group of strange and colorful guys, the polite and clean blue-haired boy is simply a little angel. explain!

"—Don't be delusional!"

The figure of the red-haired boy jumped up suddenly, cruelly interrupted the seemingly perfect three-pointer, and calmly pushed the ball to Hongcun who just ran over, "I said I would be serious, Tetsuya."

"...Since that's the case,"

Heizi lowered his brows, Kise raised his eyebrows halfway, without any anxiety or haste due to the failure of the attack, the blue-haired boy and the blond boy rushed towards the direction of Hongcun at the same time, with sky blue and amber eyes Shining brightly amidst the intersection of each other, warm and hearty voices intertwined at the same time and sounded at the same time:

"—Then please try it!"

Aomine, who was watching the battle, grabbed his stomach tightly with his hands, trying to suppress the sourness and emptiness coming from his stomach. Seeing Kise and Heizi's eye contact (?), Aomine was completely stunned. I can't think of anything, I can only stare blankly at the two figures of yellow and blue who are staggering and cooperating with each other on the field, and suddenly feel that there is no way to watch any more.

Anger, annoyance, shame, jealousy, and resentment rushed into his heart at the same time. At this moment, Aomine even wanted to turn his head and leave, avoiding everything about the blue-haired boy and the words Matsumoto said to himself—although At this time, Qingfeng has begun to understand that even if he doesn't want to admit it, it can't be worth the fact that he has seen...

——[Aomine Daiki would have nothing without Kuroko Tetsuya. ]

"For a long time, every time you play, Heizi is basically cooperating with you. It seems that the entire team and the entire basketball court revolve around you, Aomine Daiki." Seeing that Aomine's expression was shaken, Matsumoto made up the last knife calmly, "Compared to you, the cooperation between Kise and Heizi is actually more brilliant-this point, if you can't get rid of your lone ranger's stink, put down your mouth and figure and cooperate with other teammates in the basketball team, forever, forever Nothing compares to Kise!"

"Kise-kun—!"

"hateful--!"

"That's too late!"

Hongcun, who took the lead and attacked, smiled, and his good ability to stay in the air made his three-step layup look extraordinarily chic, "The first ball!"

——! !

A big palm came from across the sky, and under Hongcun's astonished gaze, he slapped the basketball in the opposite direction. What happened just now happened again, and the laziness of the purple-haired boy was filled with a sense of oppression.

"I promised Xiao Heizai! Work hard!"

Ziyuan pursed her mouth, ignorant but extremely firm, "I won't let you guys score!"

The unusually tall boy was like a big purple bear sticking to the basket, giving Heizi and Kise plenty of space to attack, telling Heizi with actions:

"...Little Heizi, I'm working hard!"

"Fuck... It's been 4 minutes and you haven't scored a single goal?"

The men in the basketball club began to whisper, and the sharp-eyed seniors had already started discussing how many people in the first grade could enter the first army. Although it was usually very inconspicuous, but for the basketball club of Teiko, a wealthy middle school with a good atmosphere, Its internal atmosphere is still very harmonious and friendly.

"The rhythm is too fast, I'm afraid that Kuroko's physical strength will not be able to hold it? Akashi and Hongcun over there probably have this idea."

"The longer the first goal is delayed, the more obvious the effect of suppressing and boosting the morale of both sides will be. Now it depends on who is better."

"This time, Hongcun may stumble, or it may fail."

"As far as the current situation is concerned, although Hongcun can also serve as a power forward, Akashi and Midorima are obviously playing PG and SG, right? In fact, it's okay to not break through the inside line. Why do you want Hongcun to play the main attack?"

"Tsk, Ziyuan is still standing there, don't act like someone is standing there and really not moving!"

"With this kind of team combination, it's obvious that Heizi's side is more dominant, right?"

"So, I don't know what plans Hongcun and Akashi are planning."

The last senior from the third grade semi-retired department summed up with emotion:

"These first graders... are really, fried chicken monsters! How embarrassing!"

"...No, the biggest monster... is still watching over there." The man who spoke out sympathetically pointed to Qingfeng who was standing frozen in a mess and vicissitudes in the wind.

"... Tsk, I have a hunch..."

"Please don't say it, although I also understand-"

... The waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead, and the waves before died on the beach! QQ

Qingfeng: ...

Matsumoto: ...

Hearing Matsumoto's last make-up knife, Aomine could almost hear the lightning from the green cloud gathering above his head hitting Aomine's still lingering heart, splitting a young heart of Aomine in an instant Turned into slag, the little Qingfeng in his heart had been struck by lightning so that his whole body turned into coke. Qingfeng was about to get angry, but in the next second he remembered the picture he saw in the different world space of Bingdi.

Empty mountains, secluded forests, singing birds, sparse people.

The grown-up Momoi's heart-piercing screams and that heavy slap.

...and, the blue-haired boy in the photo has a gentle and firm smile.

The bits and pieces of getting along with Heizi in the past suddenly came to mind, and Qingfeng suddenly felt that his nasal cavity was sore and unbearable, which made his eyes red involuntarily.

"... Who is the senior who cooperates with us?"

After muttering for a long time, Qingfeng suddenly lowered his head and asked such a sentence indistinctly.

"...?" Matsumoto was stunned for a while before realizing the meaning of Aomine's words, and replied with some joy, "He is one of the people who have been helping you make a physical training plan, that Yasuda-senpai. He is a very contacted center forward."

"Ah," Qingfeng responded with mixed emotions, and scratched his hair irritably, "How about... I should go say hello to Senior Yasuda first? After all, it should be our turn to compete later."

"Oh, this." Matsumoto said calmly, "Senior Yasuda accidentally rolled down the stairs from upstairs to downstairs yesterday, and broke his bone, so he can't come to the competition."

Qingfeng: ...Fall!Then you told me that it took so long because of the wool!

"Wait! If you put it this way-then we are worthless! There is one less person!"

"You don't have to worry about that," Matsumoto patted the furious Qingfeng comfortingly, "I have already explained this special situation to Hongcun, and since you are familiar with people in the same grade..."

"So...?" An ominous premonition surged in Qingfeng's heart.

"Let's see later, if the Kuroko team loses, Kuroko will partner with us, but... if the Akashi team loses, Nijimura will let Akashi partner with you."

"...Fuck."

Qingfeng couldn't help cursing angrily, what kind of choice is this!Heaven or hell!Is the difference so big!If Akashi and Lao Tzu cooperated, wouldn't he also kill Lao Tzu when he killed his opponent? !Also, if I cooperate with Heizi, what is the point of thinking so long!

At this moment, Aomine Daiki, male, a first-year middle school student, is caught in the most difficult choice in his life!

——Azhe's group wins, or Akashi's group wins, that's a question!

"Oh oh oh-I'm going to score! The first goal!"

"Yoshi! Come on, Kise!"

There was a sudden burst of applause from the sidelines, and the time showed that in the 7th minute of the game, Kise finally tricked Akashi's Eye of the Emperor with the cooperation of Kuroko's accelerated pass and misdire, imitating the classic three-pointer of Nijimura Step up layup and slam dunk successfully!

"Ah, the first ball!" Panting, Kise shook his head, his sweat-drenched blond hair stuck to his cheeks, the sunny and handsome boy was extremely serious and serious at the moment, his slender fingers slightly brushed against Heizi's Cheek, half hugging Heizi's shoulders, evoking a masculine smile, the amber narrow and long eyes are simply intoxicating. A sense of reliability.

"Little blackie! Let's continue—"

Encouraged to bump into Heizi's fist with his fist, Kise finally realized the dream he had been thinking about day and night: being able to fist bump with his beloved little Heizi after winning the game, and instantly changed from a cold look to a normal one. Silly, "Let's go!"

"..." Sweat trickled down his forehead drop by drop, Heizi recovered from his stupor, and couldn't help being relieved when he saw Kise's appearance and style of play, "Yes, Kise-kun."

[In this life, without light and shadow, I always feel... that I can run on the court more freely and freely. ]