[LL+Black Basket] Aomine Daiki, your sister is calling you home for dinner!

Just asking for a day off to rest at home, Aomine Daiki went to class as usual.

Asakura Saki didn't show up until the end of the final exam.

Qingfeng Jiuxi is still attending her class.

Everything went on so methodically and step by step.

It's all over at last.

Asakura Saki dragged her suitcase back to Aomine's house instead of her own mansion.

"Who is it, early in the morning."

After several bells rang at the door, Asakura Saki saw the door was opened from the inside, along with Aomine Daiki's familiar complaints.

"Who are you..." Qingfeng Dahui rubbed his head, his tone was very bad, "It's so early..."

It wasn't until Aomine Daihui saw who was coming that he stopped talking.

"Damn it, Saki Asakura!"

Aomine Daiki saw a lively Saki Asakura standing at the door, and immediately called out her name.

Ever since the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend was confirmed that night, Aomine Daiki hadn't seen Saki Asakura again for almost two months.

It was as if it had disappeared abruptly.

"Aomine Daiki, do you have to look like you see a ghost when you see me?" Asakura Saki still complained coldly, and handed her suitcase to Aomine Daiki, "Take it."

"Fuck? Are you coming to live with me again?" Qingfeng Dahui took the hand in a daze, "You lost the lawsuit?"

"..." Saki Asakura spat out a few words lightly, "What do you think?"

Aomine Daiki: "..."

What is this inexplicable aura of a strong woman coming to her? ?

"I didn't want to live here with you." Saki Asakura took off his shoes and sat on the sofa very unceremoniously, "I just happened to go to see May, so I came to sit with you by the way."

"Then I really thank you, miss." Aomine Daihui lay helplessly on the sofa, yawning, "I was woken up by your ringtone within a few hours of sleep."

"Didn't you watch the news?" Asakura Saki turned on the TV and switched to a certain channel.

"What news."

Aomine Daiki doesn't like to watch TV at home, unless he is too bored, he will click on it.

"Hey... your TV is too low." Asakura Saki couldn't find the program she wanted to watch no matter how hard she searched, so she put my remote control on the table, "Forget it, I'll find it for you. "

"...?"

Aomine Daiki was still half asleep and half awake.

"Nun." Asakura Saki showed Aomine Daiki the news from the phone.

Aomine Daiki took the phone and looked at it in a daze.

Scanned roughly.

"...Fuck, Saki, have you become the head of your family?" Although Aomine Daiki doesn't understand these things very well, but it sounds very powerful, "So... I can do whatever I want with your money in the future gone?"

"roll!"

The first half of the sentence sounds normal, but something is not quite right when I hear the latter part.

Asakura Saki looked around Aomine's house, but there was no sign of Aomine Kyuki.

"Where's Miss Jiuxi? I ​​have something to ask her." Asakura Saki asked the boy who planned to sleep on the sofa, and kicked his foot.

"Today is Friday, miss!" Aomine Daihui covered his ears and face with a pillow, "It was very painful for me to be woken up by you early in the morning, why didn't you ask me what I mean?"

"Then why didn't you go to school?"

Saki Asakura, who hasn't gone to class for nearly two months, has already derailed her school life, apparently she has forgotten that it is already a holiday.

"Leave, leave, ah..." Aomine Dahui fell asleep.

Seeing Aomine Daiki who hadn't seen him for two months, Asakura Saki smiled helplessly.

I didn't expect the boy to still look so lazy.

That's it.

Asakura Saki originally wanted to raise her foot to wake the opponent up, but after thinking about it, it would be unethical (and more importantly, it would be demeaning), so she withdrew her foot.

She walked to her suitcase and opened the door, leaving only Aomine Daiki sleeping on the sofa.

Aomine Daiki didn't expect that he would sleep through the night.

Smelling the aroma of food coming from the table, Aomine Daiki couldn't wait to hook his sister's shoulders with his hands.

"Sister, you are a real wife///wife." Aomine Dahui looked at the various sushi on the table and couldn't help but want to pick it up to eat, but Aomine Jiuxi slapped it off.

"Brush your teeth and wash your face." How could Aomine Jiuxi, who is an elder sister, not know about Aomine Dahui's urination, most likely Aomine Dahui slept from day to night.

"Oh, it's really troublesome." Qingfeng Dahui pouted, and went to the toilet according to Qingfeng Jiuxi's intention.

After Aomine Daiki came out of the toilet, Aomine Jiuxi also set the plate.

"I'm on vacation." Aomine Jiuxi took a bite of salmon sushi.

"so fast."

"Well, that's right...According to previous years, it should be a week or two before the holiday."

"Anyway, it's good that my sister is at home."

……

...

After dinner, Aomine Jiuxi cleaned up the tableware, while Aomine Daiki went to wash the dishes.

The bell rang again.

"Ah...it's May!" Qingfeng Jiuxi hadn't seen the little girl next door for a long time, and she eagerly took care of her when she entered the house, "Come in and sit down, I still have some sushi here..."

"No, thank you, sister Jiuxi!" Momoi Wuyue smiled shyly, then poked inside.

"Well, sister Jiuxi." She was a little embarrassed, "Is Ah Da at home? I have something to discuss with him..."

"Well, yes." Qingfeng Jiuxi smiled, walked to the back of the kitchen and called Qingfeng Dahui.

"Dahui, looking for you in May." Qingfeng Jiuxi knocked on the door.

Aomine Daiki put the last plate in another basket, wiped his hands with a dry towel next to him, "Oh, I see."

After doing a series of actions, Aomine Daiki walked to the door.

"What's wrong?" Aomine Daiki looked at Momoi Wuzuki, subconsciously connecting her with basketball.

not……?

"Da, are you really not going to participate in this summer training?" Since Aomine Daiki didn't come to training very often, Momoi Wuyue was very worried about her childhood sweetheart.

It really made Aomine Daiki guess right, Momoi Wuzuki came here to talk to him about basketball.

"No, Akashi has already asked me this question, and he agreed that I don't have to attend." Aomine Daiki said nonchalantly, "If it's okay, don't talk about it again. I don't want to play recently. "

"But, Ah Da..."

Momoi Itsuki hadn't finished speaking when Aomine Daiki turned around and went back to the room.

"Oh." Momoi Wuyue sighed softly, remembering to say goodbye to Aomine Jiuxi.

"Sister Jiuxi, I'm going back first..."

"Eh, well..."

After Qingfeng Jiuxi closed the door, she probably guessed something.

"Dahui, what's the matter." Qingfeng Jiuxi pushed open the door of Qingfeng Dahui's room.I saw Aomine Daiki lying on the bed not long after eating, reading manga very leisurely.

"It's okay." Aomine Daiki's voice didn't sound very pleasant, and it lacked the ease he felt when he was eating at the dinner table just now.

"Can you talk to my sister?" Qingfeng Jiuxi walked to Qingfeng Dahui's bedside, "Maybe I can share your worries."

Aomine Daihui closed the manga book in his hand and threw it to the other side of the bed, "Mayue wants me to participate in a training camp for the basketball club, and if I don't participate, she will lose her temper and show it to me..."

"Why did she lose her temper?" Qingfeng Jiuxi didn't ask directly, "Which part of this training camp made you dissatisfied?"

"No." Qingfeng Dahui shook his head, "It's quite boring, I think..."

"But isn't basketball Dahui's favorite? Why is it boring?" Aomine Jiuxi took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on Aomine Dahui's bed.

"Ah." When it came to this question, Aomine Dahui didn't know how to explain it to Aomine Jiuxi; he also didn't know if she could understand it when he explained it to Aomine Jiuxi.

"I can't find a suitable opponent." Aomine Daihui looked at his sister and sighed softly, "...so far, no one can make me experience the feeling of real success."

This time Aomine Daiki was quite serious.

Qingfeng Jiuxi didn't even think about it, and directly gave his younger brother a pat on the head.

The soft hair was rubbed in the palm of the hand, and Aomine Jiuxi smiled and said, "Then why, Dahui doesn't try to try some other types of basketball players?"

Aomine Daiki lowered his head.

"...It feels like it's not interesting."

He shrugged, the content of the words sounded very indifferent, but the tone was very disappointed.

Qingfeng Jiuxi suddenly realized his brother's troubles.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into an awkward situation.

"Dahui." After a long silence, Qingfeng Jiuxi turned around and looked at his younger brother, "If you think so, I won't persuade you to come out of negativity."

"Huh?" Qingfeng Dahui raised his head, "Sister, what do you want to tell me?"

"I want to tell you—just because you can't find an opponent now, it doesn't mean you won't find an opponent in the future." Qingfeng Jiuxi looked at him through dark blue eyes, "Life is too short, even if you find someone Can't find a suitable opponent? Besides, you are not the most powerful person in the basketball world. Is it possible that Dahui's basketball can still be compared with Kobe and Jordan? Maybe you will lose in the first game... ..."

It's not like when I was a child, whenever my younger brother encountered a problem, he would pour chicken soup on him.

This time is different, Aomine Jiuxi is going to take the opposite route.

Come on, fuck my sister's bowl of poisonous chicken soup!

"So, what my sister wants to tell you is—basketball is nothing, maybe you will like volleyball or tennis in the future. If Dahui is really good, you should continue to practice. It’s just a small area, and you’re just dominating within your area. It’s nothing, there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.”

[Qingfeng Dahui: "...I have a sentence mmp, I don't know if I should say it or not."

The author has something to say: Thank you Aomine Jiuxi for giving me such an opportunity to complain about Aomine Daiki [Manual goodbye]

I've wanted to complain about Qingfeng's setting for a long time, it's like dying in the second grade! !

Finish it tomorrow by the way.