[Kuroko's Basketball] Warm Red

The episode ended, and the time flew to the autumn competition.

It's the turn of Diguang's group.The first person in each row has a strong aura, and with the determination to win, Sakura takes the first step forward as a power forward.

Her high ponytail fell behind her shoulders, her brows were firm, Sakura took a deep breath and turned to her posture.

A row of bowstrings in the silent venue were pulled up one by one, and the sound of pressure caused a drop of sweat to drip from Sakura's forehead.Fingertips rubbed the sharp tip of the arrow lightly. With that point concentrated, Sakura's brows did not move, and the muscles in her shoulders tightened. She aimed for the right moment. Under the severe pain, she loosened her wrist, and the arrow came out of the bow. Draw nice straight lines to bring the curls around her ears straight to the mark, with a point in the center.

Hayakawa secretly sighed "Okay", the venue began to whisper, Sakura let out a long breath, she put down her trembling wrist, looked at the blurry point in front of her eyes, raised her head and closed her moist eyes.

The result was unexpectedly good. In the Teiguang team competition, five players made three shots, a total of fifteen shots and ten hits. The comprehensive ranking group ranked first and advanced to the afternoon selection finals in the Kanto region.

Amidst the cheers, Sakura greeted her and left to practice, but when she really stood in front of the stage exactly like the arena, she couldn't raise her wrist.

She stood there quietly for a long time, looking at the grass target that was out of reach in the distance, and felt that her 7kg bow was extremely heavy. Her hand softened, and the bow fell to the ground with a harsh sound.

"Senior Hayakawa, where are the people from Sakura?"

Hayakawa was a little surprised to see Akashi in the dojo at this time. Although Akashi was in a clean uniform, he remembered that the basketball team had a game today. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, as if his premonition was about to come true. He lowered his eyebrows.

"We are also looking for it. Sakura is not a person who disappears at will. I am also worried."

Akashi understood, seeing that he couldn't get help, Akashi turned around decisively and chose to leave, "Sakura's left hand was seriously injured." He left a sentence, ignoring the shocked Hayakawa, and kept shuttling through the solemn dojo.

Unlike the basketball team, each team has its own distinctive uniforms when it comes to the game. For traditional competitions like archery, everyone wears hakama uniforms, chatting in twos and threes or calming down alone. If you are not careful, everyone It's all the same face.

In a certain corner, the fluffy chestnut brown hair covered the huddled figure, which was Sakura.She knelt on the ground, her hands resting on the ground trembling.Akashi immediately stepped forward and raised the sleeve of her left hand, seeing the swollen black blood clot, he became afraid to deal with it casually.

He stared at the unresponsive Sakura, shocked in his heart, and his eyes became dark.

She won't take this kind of injury again...

"Don't say anything. I must play." Regardless of the pain, Sakura tightly grasped her left arm with a firm tone.

She lowered her head and stared at the wound that she wasn't sure if she could persist, forcing herself to tell herself, and also warned Akashi, "I will never let such a guy destroy the dreams of the seniors. I For him to see a guy like him..."

Halfway through the words, Akashi held her arm, with moderate strength but a piercing pain hit her, causing her to breathe in pain and lose her ability to think for a moment.

Her sense of justice is so upright that it blinds her most basic ability to weigh and judge.This is not a good thing, so if she is already confused at this time, he will stop her.

Akashi's eyes were piercing, and the majesty exuded unconsciously made people have to resist, which also played a deterrent effect on Sakura.

"Even so, you won't be able to play, Sakura."

"How can I be willing...how can..."

"Sakura." Hayakawa's face was calm, but with an irresistible majesty.

"Senior..." Sakura stared blankly at the senior who appeared on the side of the aisle, everything was exposed, they would definitely not let her play, that match... Sakura was very flustered, and hurriedly accused Akashi, even the honorific Saved it, "Akashi, what did you promise me!"

"I just made the right judgment. In this situation, you cannot continue to participate in the competition. Your seniors also have the right to know the truth."

"You..." Sakura trembled angrily, rebuttal words kept flashing in her mind, but she lost today's ending under those undeniable eyes. She tugged on Akashi's clothes, only feeling very disappointed.

"Sakura. You've done a good job, trust us from now on."

Hayakawa showed a comforting smile at this time, but it made Sakura extremely uncomfortable.

She was very unwilling, unwilling but helpless, and now there was no way to save the matter, she clenched her fists, without feeling the slightest pain, and obeyed with difficulty, "Yes."

Hayakawa could see that his junior couldn't let go, he sighed while feeling embarrassed, passed by Akashi and patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you, Sakura will leave it to you for now."

Sakura, Sakura, Sakura.She was in a trance at this moment, the voice calling her name lingered in her mind mixed with the noise of the venue, she closed her eyes in pain, she couldn't help anything.

"Sakura!"

The usual warm voice was more anxious and worried, and the violent shaking brought her back to her senses, and then she heard her name again, and they were all looking forward to her.

"Sakura, are you alright?"

Tears welled up in her eyes for a moment, and she covered her eyes. However, she could prove to that person in the competition the spirit of her perseverance, and then guard the core meaning of this club with her seniors. At this time At this moment, everything has become a bubble.She honestly choked up, and tears rolled down, "Akashi-kun, I am very unwilling."

"The result hasn't come out yet, and you still have a chance to play. Even if it's the worst result, you have to believe that the kowto of the seniors will definitely be conveyed." Akashi seldom talks about this kind of chicken soup for the soul, because deep down in his heart, there is actually something wrong. Agreed, his philosophy is that victory speaks for itself, this kind of chicken soup is only suitable for deceiving the loser to escape the victory that will never be won, but if Sakura can listen to it, Akashi doesn't mind giving such weak consolation.

"Seniors will definitely win."

"Yeah." Akashi looked deeply at the top of her head, and responded softly, hitting Sakura's heart hard.

When Sakura held her tightly bandaged left hand and walked out of the hospital gate with Akashi, she saw the slender figure of Dashan, he was wearing a Teiko uniform, and his tie was blown by the wind, she frowned.Da Shan leaned against the railing, rolled his eyes lazily, and slowly got up and walked towards her, "Don't look at me with such hostile eyes, how is your hand?"

Sakura didn't say a word to Dashan's question, staring at his wheat-colored face, trying to see some changes from his usual face, but unfortunately nothing seemed to change, she pursed her lips, her heart sank .

Dashan didn't mind, he continued indifferently, "Don't be like this, you are still successful from a certain point of view, the seniors still didn't let me play. Of course the situation is not optimistic, although Minister Hayakawa played steadily, when I came to find you It's time to replace your senior, but his hands are shaking badly."

Standing aside, Akashi could feel the anger emanating from Sakura. She clenched her teeth tightly. Just as Dashan finished her sentence, he saw the corner of Sakura's mouth crack, and her right hand was suppressing her emotions and breaking away from her own support. He grabbed the tie on Dashan's chest and pulled him to level with him.

"Have you seen the backs of the seniors? Have you seen their arrows and their bows? How can you say such a thing!"

"Don't trample on the hard work and persistence of your predecessors, what do you know, someone like you who relies on your innate talent to stand tall, deny everything about us, and say that as long as you win, your bow art is nothing Not at all, you treat Dashan-sensei too... also..."

Dashan looked at the emotional riot in front of him and finally mentioned the old man whose lips were trembling out of control. In the sunset, his eyes softened and he sneered, "It's a pity. But as long as we are a school, we can only be teammates, so There’s no need to even pay attention.”

"It's better not to talk nonsense, and there is no time for us to quarrel." Dashan straightened his clothes and pulled his tie. The red sun in the sky shone on him, and Dashan was not affected at all but lifted up easily He walked one step ahead, "The game is almost over, everyone is probably worried about your injury, let's go. Akashi-kun also thank you for your care."

Akashi agreed, he looked at the back of Sakura who was motionless in front of him, he could only see her clenched fists and the long and thin shadows cast by her feet, the road vehicles in front of her kept passing by, rolling up her body. Hair reveals her face.Then two drops of water fell on her feet, and she became dizzy, burning hot like the orange red of the setting sun.

Akashi saw that she only kept her eyes wide open, letting her tears keep falling but still staring ahead.Compared with the victory she could not achieve, what Sakura is not reconciled to is that she cannot change Dashan. Sakura insists on good things and keeps passing them on to others, but she cannot tolerate any damage, and she is too weak to bear the powerless pain.

Resolute in kindness and weak in darkness, he is really a contradictory person.

This kind of useless work in the end is really like a fool.He does not deny the beauty of the ideal, so Akashi feels helpless and regretful.

How should I put it, Akiichi Oyama is right to a certain extent.Akashi had thought this way in his heart, and the result was everything.

Each department has its own situation, and of course conflicts like their basketball department that do not affect the victory are just trivial matters in Akashi's eyes.He didn't know about other clubs, but he suddenly thought of Kuroko Tetsuya. It seemed that one day Tetsuya had the same persistence as Sakura, and when they dismissed him, he would be lonely again. For them, victory would always be better than It's not up to their insistence.

However, ask yourself.Akashi thinks he doesn't know, the six of them have completely different personalities and even styles, apart from victory, what else can be used to connect them together, he seems not confident that he can persevere like Sakura.

He once asked another self in his heart: Are you happy playing basketball?

Of course it's...happy.Even with the changes and gaps, he still cherishes the time he spends with them.It's just that they still have to be under some kind of restraint to maintain it now, so let him be the maintenance between them, and this maintenance must not be broken.

"Akiichi, I will temporarily withdraw from the Kyudo Club for a while. Don't think it's over. Next year, I will definitely win you in the individual competition next year."

Sakura wiped her eye sockets and shouted.

She was still stubborn on this point, and Akashi in front of the hospital smiled and looked at their figures, feeling worried.

He originally wanted Sakura to change, but she couldn't just persevere, she had to learn to compromise in order not to suffer anymore.But from this point of view, Sakura is fine as she is, and it is not something he can change. She is much better than he imagined.

The image of Sakura became increasingly vivid in his mind, including today's sunset.At this moment, her clenched fist, her tears, and the look on her face when she yelled, all stood there forever in the evening with the afterglow of light.Akashi thinks that he may never forget Sakura's expression at every moment, they all express Sakura's deepest agitation in detail, which is her most desperate and bravest period of persistence in her infancy.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, he sees himself in the same way, Akashi thought of this, but felt a little strange.

In the setting sun, Akashi handed out his handkerchief, "Sakura, you are crying again."

In the setting sun, she reached out to take it, and quietly covered her red eye sockets. For a moment, Akashi felt her thin back, the lines were so soft.

Maybe Akiichi Oyama also thought the same way, so he would have a tolerant attitude towards her who is on the opposite side.

Not only their basketball department, but also the archery department and even other departments will have their own contradictions and things. They are troubled, collide with each other and meet each other. They will fight in their own way, and then overcome and finally walk through this period of time together.

Akashi saw Sakura who was struggling in the club activities. She and Tetsu are also the same type of person. It stands to reason that he should be the type who has headaches... However, Akashi felt that she was working hard, and at the same time was illuminated by the orange-red afterglow He showed a faint smile.

Looking back again, there was a cold light in his eyes. While praising Sakura, he also held the same attitude towards Akiichi Oyama.