Qi Munanzi with superpowers[Comprehensive]

To be honest, it was the first time for Kusuo to see a basketball with such speed and strength. Isn't this really played by NBA players?It's better to say that NBA players can't hit this kind of ball, right?

He took a brief look into the stadium and saw a group of high school students.

Wait, high school student?You really aren't superpowers or something, are you?The physical fitness is so strong that it is a foul.And this height... are we really living in the same Japan?

Kusuo, who was still under 1.7 meters tall, complained in his heart.

The orange basketball had already flown in front of her, with a gust of wind. Nanzi was walking on the inside of the basketball court, closer to the ball. She tilted her head slightly, raised one hand, and easily blocked the basketball.

After the ball hit her palm, it spun for a while, and exhausted all its strength before it fell to the ground with a plop, rolled to Nanzi's feet, and stopped moving.

Compared to Kusuo, Kusuko is used to this kind of murderous basketball, and it's not surprising that she saw enough of it when she was in junior high school.

She picked up the ball, held it in her arms, and gave Kusuo a sideways glance.

Kusuko: Kusuo, you really don't know anything about real basketball.

Kusuo who understood her eyes: ...Wait, this isn't real basketball at all, is it?Don't compare the basketball in the blood sports comics with ordinary basketball.

Kusuo felt that this was too unfair to ordinary basketball.

At this time, such a voice came from the basketball court——

"Ada! Really, I used too much force when I was fighting. What should I do if the ball flies out and hurts someone?" It's still the same tall and burly Ziyuan, and it's completely understandable for Qingfeng to exert all his strength, "Anyway, the game is suspended! I have to take a look."

Everyone finally got together to play basketball, but nothing should happen.

The rest of them also recovered from the intense competition, and followed Momoi as they filed out from the gate of the street basketball court. Without the cover of the lush green belt, everything became clear at a glance.

The victims of Magic Basketball are two pink-haired teenagers who look similar to Akashi.

...It's just that compared to Akashi who is already 178cm, they are a bit shorter.

"Well, I'm sorry—" Momoi expressed his apology, but in the middle of speaking, after seeing the appearance of the two, he suddenly lost his voice.

"Little Akashi, isn't this really your younger brother or sister?" Kise took the topic and couldn't help asking the question everyone wanted to ask.

As a junior high school classmate and club teammate, Kise certainly knows that Akashi is the only son of a big chaebol family...but these three people are too similar!

Even the more restrained Midorima and Kuroko expressed similar doubts.

This is a relative?Or the illegitimate son of a wealthy family?

I always feel like I know something amazing!

Akashi, who has attracted everyone's attention, first looked at Kusuo - this junior high school student is very similar to himself. Although the probability of bumping into faces is low, it is not non-existent. He will not pay special attention to others just because of his appearance.

As for the illegitimate son of a wealthy family?Akashi didn't think of this at all, because his father...it was impossible to betray his mother.

Captain Luoshan's brain reacted very quickly, and all these thoughts about Kusuo happened in just a few seconds.

However, when the pink-haired girl behind the man with glasses gave him a calm look, all of Akashi's thoughts were shattered, and his mind went blank...

……Mother?

This ridiculous word only appeared for a split second before Akashi brutally threw it to the back of his mind.

The resurrection of the dead is impossible.

Akashi forcibly shifted his attention to basketball, and found that the previous view that he "wouldn't pay special attention to others just because of his appearance" was completely wrong, because he hadn't met the corresponding object. Treat others differently because of their looks.

It's really not good.

The red-haired and red-eyed boy stepped forward, crossed Momoi, and began to negotiate.

"I'm sorry, the basketball just now didn't hurt you." Akashi's voice was clear and gentle, he lowered his head and looked at Kusuko who was holding the ball without being offensive, "It's our side who was too careless."

Momoi was a little stunned at the side, didn't he negotiate things like this most of the time?

Akashi seems to be a little too active this time.

Kusuo felt that this person seemed to have been seen in Kusuko's memory fragments. Now that he saw the real person, he was indeed very similar to himself in both appearance and voice.

But so what, in the eyes of the psychic wearing the germanium ring, he is just Rantang No. 4, a troublesome one.

Nanzi shook her head silently. With the strength just now, ordinary people would definitely be injured and admitted to the hospital, but for her it was not even a tickle.

Originally, Kusuko planned to simply return the ball to Akashi.

After all, the Akashi in this world is not him in another world. To Kusuko, this Akashi is just a passer-by who met by chance. Out of friendship in another world, Kusuko will not call him Burning Hall No. 4 behind his back—to compare Akashi and It is really unimaginable that Rantang is connected together, however, there is no need for more involvement.

But... something is wrong.

Kusuko realized this as she handed the basketball forward and was about to hand it back to Akashi.

Her movements stopped in mid-air.

Although [telepathy] was blocked by the ring, Nanzi still keenly noticed something was wrong.

The person in front of him was indeed Akashi from another world.

He is Akashi, but he is not exactly Akashi-this sentence is not a sick sentence, but a fact.

To figure this out, Kusuko raised her eyes and looked directly at Akashi.

Ordinary girls, especially Japanese/Japanese girls, would not do this kind of disrespectful behavior of looking directly at men, but Kusuko did it without shy away.There is no extra emotion in the eyes behind the lens, not annoying scrutiny, nor obsession, but calm like a calm lake with no wind.

She found that Akashi's pupils at this time were already pure and clear red.

There is no familiar golden light hidden behind it.

No.

"He" is gone.

Akashi's other personality didn't look at him through those eyes.

Kusuko turned on the favorability display, and the familiar heart-shaped mechanical watch appeared beside Akashi, showing only one number—60, which is probably the value of ordinary friends, which is high enough for people who meet for the first time.

The problem is not the size of this number, but that there is only one number.

Has Akashi, the second grader, disappeared?what's going on?

Has dual personality been cured?

While thinking wildly, the basketball in his hand was touched lightly. Nanzi was unaware of this movement, but subconsciously held down the basketball.

Akashi tried to catch the basketball, but couldn't catch it, a strong force stopped the basketball from moving.

This unexpected situation left him at a loss for a moment.

The two people maintained the movement of handing over the basketball and stopped.

"You guys go in and wait for me!" Momoi realized that such an arrangement of stars, several tall and burly basketball players surrounded the two weak and pitiful short men, no matter how it looked, it looked like gathering a crowd to bully others.

Look at that junior high school student with pink hair and green glasses, all nervously losing expression.

Miracle and the others looked at each other: Let's go, let's go.

Then they all walked back to the basketball court and poked their heads out of the door to peek.

... Isn't this even more suspicious!

Momoi shook his head helplessly, and turned his gaze to the three over there again.

"...What's wrong?" Could it be that he was distracted?

Even with such a change, Akashi did not change his tone and asked her patiently.

Only then did Nanzi realize what had just happened.

She pushed the basketball over blankly, pretending nothing happened.

nothing happened.

In the minds of most people, dual personality should be a kind of mental illness. Maybe it is a good thing that Akashi's other personality disappears?Whether it's family members or teammates, probably everyone thinks that the current Akashi, the original Akashi, is easier to get along with and has a better personality?

Kusuko is not very good at getting along with aggressive people, because it will be very troublesome. During the years when Kusuko and Akashi were classmates, the original Akashi did appear more often.

But she doesn't hate the other person.

Sometimes the other Akashi would look at her through eyes that were the same color as her hair.

He doesn't really show up.

But that was definitely not the original Akashi's gaze, as if two people were looking at her.

He is gone now.He in another world should disappear one day in the future.

this is not death...

Nanzi couldn't tell what mood he was in.

"I'm fine." Nanzi's words were a little dry due to not speaking for a long time, but they quickly became fluent, like ice hitting each other, "I'll give you the basketball."

"Goodbye."

Double entendre.

Like saying goodbye to a friend.

Kusuko glanced at Kusuo and signaled him to leave.

The two passed by Akashi.

Kusuo walked forward and gave her a sideways glance: I didn't expect you to speak.

Kusuo, who is also a psychic, stopped talking when [telepathy] was blocked, and he didn't even want to contact those Rantang 456.

Nanzi was expressionless: normal people would speak in this situation.

Behind the two of them, Akashi hadn't left yet. He held the basketball, turned sideways, glanced at her back, and then looked away again.

"What are you still doing?" He said to Momoi who was standing there, "Going back."

Akashi walked to the street basketball court to continue the unfinished game.

... After all, they are people who have nothing to do with each other.

And Momoi bit her lip on the spot... The reason why she froze in place just now was because the girl's sixth sense told her that the atmosphere just now was very strange!There was definitely something going on that she didn't know about.

Forget it, Momoi put all these behind her and hurriedly chased after her. The basketball game cannot be without her as a referee.