[Kuroko's Basketball] Warm Red

25

As Midorima said, the time has jumped into August, and the various departments of Xiude Sports have started to prepare for the National University Comprehensive Conference, commonly known as interhigh.

As soon as the timetable came out, Sakura found that the game time of archery and basketball were very similar. Basketball will have two days of regional selection and knockout rounds on the weekend of the first week in August, the finals will start in the second week, and archery will be held on the second Saturday. , and the venues are all in the Budokan.

Although the time is staggered, one morning and one afternoon, Sakura always has a premonition in her heart that they will meet, rather it is more appropriate to say that it is a vague expectation.

She felt ashamed of her psychological changes with hidden meanings, and she missed the target with several shots on her face.

"Hey, Sakura, you're shaking a lot this time. Is it because you were able to meet that boy Oyama?"

Sakura shook her hand and shot the arrow straight out of the target.

"certainly not!!!"

But Hayakawa-senpai, who wants to go to high school and is still single, Sakura probably wouldn't understand.

Hayakawa is still a member of Hidetoku's Kyudo Club, and Sakura should follow the former leader like an old cadre. The tacit understanding and relationship mode have long been fixed, and Hayakawa is also familiar with their situation.

"But Sakura, I want to tell you that our circle is very small. I haven't received any information about him until now. You have to understand what this means."

"I understand, senior."

She bowed to the respected senior, and took two steps away holding her bow.

"Hey, I said Na-chan, do you have a good relationship with Ma-chan?"

Nai sauce?Sakura raised her eyebrows, she looked strangely at Takao who was proficient in calling her by her name as soon as she came up, it seems that there are always a few people like this in a class, and there will always be someone who automatically calls herself Nai-chan without Ryota spreading the word people.

"It's just the same class in the third year of junior high school, so it's okay?"

Takao didn't believe it, he let out a long sigh, "That's weird, Ma-chan is really good at hiding from you."

"Well... Speaking of which, at the Teiko Festival in the last year of junior high school, the class held a public exhibition of Shintaro Midorima's lucky charms, and I suggested it."

"You're going to be hated by Ma-chan."

"Hey, how could it be." Sakura raised her eyebrows, "After all, strange things should be shared with everyone."

Seeing Sakura's standard smile showing eight teeth, Takao seriously doubted whether the person in front of him was naturally black. No wonder Midorima's attitude came from this shadow.

"Hey, Takao. Didn't I tell you to stay away from Sakura?"

But now Midorima's shadow is more than Sakura, plus Akashi, and now there is another Takao.The two of them got so close that they were talking and laughing in the dining hall, and Gao Wei completely forgot his instructions from the previous two days.

"Don't say that, come, come, Ma-chan, sit here."

Takao cleaned up the table, jumped up and pulled the chair, helped him to sit down, then Midorima looked at the two people around him and continued the previous topic, which was basically all the black history of Sakura in the era of miracles, his heart was broken of.

Why does it become like this!

"Midori-kun, the race is about to start, what do you all think?"

Midorima stared at her slightly complicated face, his eyes were straight and clear, "I didn't think much about it, only victory."

The same goes for their group of people. The information in the chat group is that the winner must be Luoshan. The only ones who can win against me are my two self-respecting second-year speeches. The remaining one just wants to finish the game and come back to eat snacks , the other complained that he was always beaten by his seniors, while the most central Heizi didn't say a word.

They didn't have any idea about the national competition that was about to reunite. The strong will win, that's all.

As for those second-year-old patients who speak badly, Midorima believes that God has eyes, let him explode on the spot!

He stood outside the line, raised his arm and shot the basketball, and it fell to the basket.

During the game, he still scored the highest three-pointers!

He watched the sunset, which was divided into pieces by the streets of Tokyo, slowly darken, and suddenly felt the rapid passage of time, and at the same time, there was a gushing tremor in his heart, and he couldn't wait to see them, surpass them, and win them.

"Akashi."

There was a silence from the other end of the phone, and he couldn't help but stop.

"We won't lose to you this time."

With a chuckle, "Shintaro, I was worried that you would lose to Tetsuya before that."

Midorima was upset when he heard this, "It's absolutely impossible."

"Then I'll try to comfort you if you lose to Daiki, but what if you can't even win against Ryota?"

"I said I won't lose!!"

"Ah, sorry, it was too windy just now, did you say anything?"

... Midorima wanted to hang up the phone.

"Akashi, you... why did your personality get worse after you entered high school?"

A mocking laugh came from over there, and Midorima suddenly felt as if he was being teased by Akashi, this man was really busy, and Midorima didn't care about him.

Looking forward, he pushed his glasses, "Speaking of which, I saw Sakura."

"What is that guy doing?"

Plain questioning, plain content, but both of them knew well that Midorima also thought that being an information intelligence officer by himself is really fulfilling his responsibility. "She was crossing the street, but she was on her phone. Ah, she was hit by a pedestrian."

"What kind of mobile phone is that idiot crossing the road, Shintaro, you go over and look at it, and give her a warning, no, I'll come in person. That's it."

Just when he was thinking about why he was called again, and you have the ability to come here from Kyoto by yourself, bastard.It's a pity that Akashi's thoughts turned too fast, and before Midorima could refute, he himself cut off all his dissatisfaction with his actions.

As a result, before Lu Jian could open his mouth, he got a busy message that he was hung up. He had a vein on his forehead and almost slammed his phone angrily.

But under such a sunset street, he still silently took back his phone, Sakura and Akashi are similar in some ways, they are both jerks.

But Sakura had already arrived at the opposite side of the road, she paused, her expression suddenly changed and she looked around in a panic, and after a lot of effort, she finally caught her sight of him.

Akashi must have texted her, the speed took him by surprise.

When the phone vibrated, he looked down, and the topic was → I was scolded by Akashi.

Midorima, who was still feeling sympathetic at that moment, swiped down, his fingertips trembling with anger.

–Die to the scum of the whistleblower!

Blame him again?Midori pinched the tip of his nose, feeling very tired.

Sakura made faces at him, but unfortunately he couldn't see clearly from too far away.He snorted coldly and ignored it.

But I have to say that Akashi's words are very meaningful. Midorima's mentality has never changed, but for the first time after the battle with Seirin, he feels admiration for Kuroko's persistent efforts and the agitation to support him.

If it is Heizi, maybe he can really reach a high place that they can't reach.He had such a premonition that maybe it would be a miracle to everyone, the most powerful might not be Akashi or Aomine, but Kuroko.

"Heizi, you guys won this time, but I want to remind you." He came to Heizi, looked down at his eyes that were as clear as ever, and raised his chin.

"At your current level, you still can't compete with Luoshan. But you should start the current competition first, such as that idiot Qingfeng."

"Thank you, but why do I feel like you deliberately ignored Kise-kun's existence?"

Compared with the members of the basketball club whose relationship style is not much different from that of junior high school, Sakura's side is more serious and the atmosphere is much more tense.

"Sakura, the competition is coming soon, you should understand what I have to say."

Sakura and Hayakawa stood facing each other in the shade of a tree beside the school dojo, he stared at Sakura's bowed head.

"I don't want to be serious, but even if Zhang Yi won't participate, you have to adjust in time. If you can't do it, we can only reconsider the list of participating members."

Faced with the reprimand from the senior, Sakura didn't say a word.Zhang Yi will not participate in the competition, she is very clear.Just two days ago, she received a message from Zhang Yi, the first time she had heard from him in a long time, saying that he would not participate in the competition, nor was he practicing archery.

As for why...

Senior brother and senior sister finally let go after she retired from high school, and revealed to her sporadic bits and pieces, which she had already felt.Something must have happened to Mr. Dashan, but there were only a few words that seemed to be a disagreement in the family, so Zhang Yi disappeared in a hurry.

Their family seems to be a temple, so Teacher Dashan was originally the abbot of the temple.

What should she do.

Sakura struggled for a long time, but she couldn't pull the bowstring, so she put down her hand and put the arrow back into the quiver.

Looking up at the vast grounds of the Shutoku Kyudo Club, it was so quiet and empty.Xiude's area is so large that almost every sports department has a separate activity space, and the archery department and the basketball department are no longer neighbors, and it is not so easy to meet that person.

Sakura squatted down in frustration, what would that person do at this time, he would probably use his perfect leadership and self-discipline to overcome all difficulties.

Really, why can't he be around at this time now, when she was in middle school, she always... She always saw him when she turned her head.

"Kyoto って远いよ..."

She murmured, puffed her face and lost her temper, and threw the only quiver she could touch towards the grass on impulse.Realizing that he had made such a meaningless move, Sakura jumped down and silently bent down to pick up the utensils one by one before being found out that he was ruining the utensils.

She suddenly realized what stupid thing she was doing, Sakura was dissatisfied and angry, and she blamed that bastard Akashi.

That paralyzed face, even if he smiled, it was still a paralyzed face!He only scares people, likes to hate people, and talks... again!again…

The phone placed on the floor vibrated, and the sound made Sakura, who couldn't find anything bad to say, turn around. She stared at the shiny screen, and slowly rubbed over it step by step.

To accept, or not to accept.Sakura felt a little upset, she looked away angrily, she just called now, and she didn't answer.

Sweeping her eyes left and right, she reached out her hand silently.

"Kurina."

"..." Sakura stared at her instep in silence, and said, "... ぅい."

Puzzled on the other end of the phone, he let out a syllable, "?"

"I said too slowly!"

"Are you referring to the speed at which you answer the phone?"

...! !Being discovered, Sakura choked.

"Akashi-kun, you are sometimes stingy, Midorima is right!"

"Oh? Shintaro says that about me? I understand."

Mr. Green Room!Feel sorry!

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