[Kuroko's Basketball] Warm Red

August in Tokyo is very hot, and the national competition is coming. The archery club has changed into hakama clothes, and their bare feet step on the wooden floor, making a slight sound.

Sakura straightened her back and knelt on the shooting platform, with her hands between her legs, her orange-red eyes stared straight ahead.

A row of grass targets seemed to become blurred under the scorching sun, and there was a whizzing sound beside them, and the arrows grazed and pierced into the bull's-eye.

Feeling the scorching whirlwind blowing towards her face, she took a deep breath, drew the bowstring, held her breath, and let go of her right hand at the moment she was most sure of.

The row of players sitting next to her who practiced each other had played with each other, and they were familiar faces. They were all seeded players with a very high hit rate.Even though everyone has different schools and different grades, they all have a sense of oppression and tension.

It was too hot, Sakura impatiently stroked her ponytail, got up and took the bow to leave first.

The archery circle is very small, not to mention Shoichi Oyama, who ranks so high in the country, is the focus of everyone's gathering.The figure of Sakura shuttling in the aisle is tall and straight, and the seriousness between his brows is unrelenting.

When Hayakawa saw Sakura returning to the team head-on, a big stone fell in his heart, and Sakura was not affected.

"is that OK."

"Ah."

Sakura stood at the last position in Hidetoku's team. Although it is not as important as the power forward, it is also a special position that the entire team will go to. At the same time, it also needs a strong psychological quality that will not be affected by the hit rate of the front members. .

On the contrary, Sakura became more calm at this time.

"That big mountain, I heard that I don't practice archery anymore."

"It seems that I want to inherit the temple of my hometown, so I'm focusing on my studies now."

"The temple of Oyamamoto's family seems to be quite big."

"I also heard that the famous Dashan teacher was also forced to close the gym because of family reasons."

"It seems that the big tiger doesn't want to practice archery."

It's so annoying that others who don't know the inside story keep talking about their private affairs, making speculations, and spreading the word.

Sakura took a step forward, touched the arrowhead with her fingertips, felt the sharp hardness, her eyebrows were pressed down, and the first shot went straight to the center. She exhaled a breath and pulled out the second arrow from the quiver, drawing a full bow.

What did they know, what did they know about Zhang Yi and what did the teacher know, she would not listen to it, she wanted Zhang Zhang Yi to tell her in person.

"What, I thought you were emotionally unstable because of that brat Dashan, but it turned out that the reason was Akashi next door." After the match, Hayakawa hugged his head, staring lazily at the face of Akashi who appeared at the entrance of the Budokan. The eyelids are half closed.

This guy... has a stronger aura than when he was in Diguang.

He thought of teasing, and simply closed his eyes, opened his mouth and said loudly, "Our little Sakura is not so easy to take away."

As a result, Hayakawa groaned, and there was a pain in his back, and Sakura pulled back the murder weapon against the veins on his forehead.

"Senior, please keep your mouth shut, it's easy to get hurt."

She drew back the arrow, put it back on her shoulder, turned around and walked towards Akashi step by step.

"Why are you here."

At night, his red hair and cool demeanor stood out at the door. He was slightly upright, and her figure was reflected in the strange-colored pupils.

"The text message was not read, and the phone did not respond. I think something must have happened to you."

Sakura stared at him with no expression on her face, she was just stating the facts without saying a word, her lips were pursed into a line.

"The more you are in a bad mood, the less you talk, so I can know."

"You came here specially to wait for me?"

Akashi didn't deny it, nodded, "Ah."

Sakura rolled her eyes, she wondered why Akashi could do this.She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, stepped forward and grabbed Akashi's wrist, and walked out.

"You come with me."

His broad arms felt muscular when held, completely different from the girl's soft arms. She thought her current mood was very important.

"I said Akashi-kun."

She turned her head, the moonlight shone on her face, her orange eyes shone softly, but Akashi felt her mood.

"Sorry for not replying to your message in time."

She lowered her eyes, and lowered her volume a little embarrassedly, "I'm not in a good mood."

"I know."

Facing Akashi's calm voice, Sakura took a deep breath, and she squatted down and covered her face.

"I'm actually very upset, irritable, and want to get angry. What's going on with those people, one by one, let them take whatever titles like national rankings they want, why should Zhang Yi's private affairs be left to them to speculate!"

"Don't add oil and vinegar without authorization and give up Zhang Yi without authorization."

Akashi's long and narrow eyes were slightly bent, and his usually serious face slowly unfolded, one golden and one red pupil fell on the brown head intently.

"相変わらず余数な世话するなあ.が..."

His voice became soft again, "This is your good side, I don't hate it."

"You always say unnecessary things..."

Her blushing face was buried in her knees that night, when Akashi thought that only he could see such a bad-tempered Sakura, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, wanting to pat her on the head.

He bent down slowly, even the movement of squatting was smooth and natural, and his gestures carried innate elegance.

Sakura raised her head abruptly, revealing a face with puffed cheeks.Close at hand, Akashi's shallow smile seemed to be playful in Sakura, she curled up and grabbed the grass at her feet and threw it towards his side.

"I squat and you squat too!"

Her orange eyes were round and round, and Akashi's chuckle was very obvious at night, but his voice had Akashi's unique clarity.

Then came her soft voice, "I don't even understand you, Akashi, you sometimes turn back to that gentle Akashi."

"You seem to prefer the so-called gentle me? Hope the original me comes back?"

Akashi raised his eyebrows indiscriminately, his true mood could not be seen on his face, he thought that Sakura should be more inclined to the former him, the gentle and weak self.But what to do, he twitched his eyebrows, he seemed to dislike the original him even more.

Contrary to Akashi who was so dark in his heart, Sakura was silent for a while, but she compromised, she just liked him, so she opened her mouth muffled.

"No, forget it. Akashi-kun is Akashi-kun."

Her long eyelashes fell from her orange eyes, which staggered her gaze, blocking her expression of emotion. Akashi paused inwardly, but his expression remained calm.

He seemed to hear that person's chuckle from his heart. If it was before, he would have regarded it as a mockery from another self, and he dismissed it. What's the point of being ridiculed by the weak?

But now the other self seems to be saying, you don't understand anything.Sakura she...

"Why do you always show up, Akashi?"

"I want you to make it clear."

She always felt that something was missing, Sakura raised her eyebrows and stared at him stubbornly.

Akashi's heart suddenly missed a beat, as if a place had sunk, blurring the figures of the two people deep in his heart, Sakura didn't lean towards either of her.

You are not sure.

he asked himself.They have the same voice, but the other's tone is gentle and all-inclusive.

Then you look at her well, look into her eyes and get your answer.

Akashi took a step forward, couldn't see his face clearly, don't you... don't you care?

He laughed, what do you care about?Do you care who Sakura likes?What she likes is Akashi Seijuro, both you and me.We are one.

Akashi looked back at her clear and straight eyes, and asked slowly, "Really?"

Seeing her nodding heavily, confirming her courage, Akashi curled the corner of his mouth.

"Because I like you, Kurina."

Akashi's answer was very orthodox, his expression didn't change in the slightest, it was as calm as if he wasn't confessing, but Sakura didn't dare to look directly, and his orange eyes drifted from side to side.

Akashi was helpless, he glanced at the dark grass to one side and secretly exhaled from the tip of his nose.

Let him explain clearly. After he explained clearly, he blushed again and felt embarrassed. He didn't mind, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all, but Akashi had a premonition that Sakura would become angry instead.

At night, the starless night sky was pitch black, and Akashi didn't ask for an answer, neither of them opened their mouths, appearing silent.

Sakura couldn't hold back anymore, she glared at Akashi, and urged, "Say something!"

really.Akashi raised his head, what else should he say.He raised his eyes and brought back the topic, "Are you coming to Kyoto?"

Sakura thought for a moment that there was something wrong with her ears, "What?"

Akashi stood up, looked down at her slightly dazed face, "Come to Kyoto to look for Dashan, just like you did when you were in first grade."

The night wind gently blew the red hair on his forehead, and his eyes shone brightly. His figure covered most of her sight, as if it was her whole world.

Why didn't she think about going to Zhang Yi?

Sakura suddenly lost her confidence, she held her knees and looked up at him.Does Akashi really like him?Can she really do it?She felt a little scared.

Then she looked up and saw Akashi stretching out his hand towards her. His wrist was slender and well-boned, and his palm was broad, like an invitation from a prince riding on a white horse to his highness the princess.

Even though Sakura knows that there are no fairy tales in this world, and Akashi is not a prince, he is still full of temptation.

She saw his smile very clearly in the night, she could clearly see his soft face, no longer the cold Akashi.His stable aura still makes people willing to surrender, but this time it is like the summer wind blowing in the night, making her heart sink.

But even if Sakura held his hand, going to Kyoto didn't mean going back with Akashi, that is, the Luoshan basketball team. Of course, he bought a ticket and took the Shinkansen by himself on a weekend.

It is said that a man is loved not because he is invulnerable, but precisely because he is invulnerable.In Sakura's view, the perfect Akashi has many shortcomings.

Because of this, Akashi is popular with both men and women, as well as young and old.

Akashi is trembling, stingy, and when he is angry, he will stare at you with a guilty conscience. Any cleverness with a high IQ will not be able to get away with it, and people who always eat will die.

But the real Akashi is very gentle and considerate, he will be the first to apologize, and he has a nice and delicate smile, which makes people feel very safe and easy to coax.

As for Sakura, Sakura is tactful, talking nonsense when he sees people, talking nonsense when he sees people, he is very popular, and there are always crowds gathered around him.Getting angry secretly will only be directed at Akashi, and the invisible black-bellied attribute is also inflated because of Akashi.

On the first February after the Winter Cup, Akashi received his first piece of chocolate in Kyoto, the original chocolate from Sakura, which made him smile all day long and made everyone in Luoshan feel heartbroken.

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It ends abruptly.to be repaired