[Black Basket] The Red-haired King and the Black Tyrant

Chapter 1 Teiko

"Little Chizai, why do you have to go back to the basketball club so early! I'm not full yet!" the tall purple-haired boy Atsushi Zihara complained while biting potato chips.

"You eat too much, and the game against Mingbo will be in a few weeks, so you should practice more!" Akashi Seijuro and other members of the basketball club walked on the campus path, saying expressionlessly.

"By the way, Ziyuan, have you seen Zhe? I haven't seen him after searching for a long time!" Aomine Daiki asked, tugging at the corner of Atsushi Ziyuan's clothes.

"Little Heizai? He can't come until noon if he has something to do, so I asked him to stop by and help me buy the latest flavor of delicious sticks and potato chips. Do you have anything to do, Qingzai?"

"No, it's fine."

Suddenly, Akashi Seijuro caught a glimpse of blackness from the corner of his eyes.

Akashi Seijuro stopped and looked at the figure.

The short, soft black hair was messed up by the wind. The boy raised his chin and looked at the light blue sky. There was a sense of loneliness lingering around him. His thin and slender figure standing on the edge of the roof gave people a precarious feeling.

"Huh?" Aomine Daiki looked at where Akashi Seijuro was looking, and frowned: "Is that person an idiot? He's about to fall!" Saying that, he wanted to run up the stairs.

"Daiki, there's no need to go." Akashi Seijuro said suddenly.

"Ah?" Aomine Daiki stopped suspiciously, "Akashi, what are you kidding! That person is about to fall from the roof! If you don't stop it..."

"He won't fall." Akashi Seijuro interrupted what he was going to say next.

"..."

"Ah! Didn't Qingzai notice it?" Atsushi Ziyuan threw away the empty bag of potato chips, took out a lollipop and put it in his mouth: "The position of that person, although it makes people feel as if he will be there in the next second." Will fall from such a high place, but his posture makes him very safe!"

"...Okay! Let's go then!" Aomine Daiki turned and raised his foot in the direction of the basketball club with a "deceived" expression on his face.

"Qing Zai's temper is really bad!"

"Okay, Dun, eat less, let's go back to the ministry!"

"Understood." Atsushi Ziyuan curled his lips and responded aggrievedly.

At noon, Diguang basketball court.

The scorching sun was in the sky at noon, and the dazzling sunlight sprinkled the ground like gold powder. Akashi Seijuro looked at the watch on the rest chair, and said to the sweaty people practicing on the basketball court: "Okay, It's noon, let's rest for a while before going to have a meal!"

"Great, we can finally eat!"

"Well, why hasn't Hei Zai come here, my potato chips! They are delicious! French fries!..." Hearing this, Atsushi Ziyuan grumbled.

"Ah! Zhejun must have been delayed by something on the road, and he will definitely come!" Momoi Wuyue comforted him, and just as he finished speaking, he heard a voice he had never heard before coming from the door.

"Hello, so this is the basketball court of Diguang, the king of basketball in junior high school!" The boy was wearing a white mid-length trench coat, with a gentle voice and a jade-like appearance, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and greeted them in their direction: "Fortunately, a classmate from the basketball club picked me up by the way! Otherwise, I might get lost today!"

It was only then that Momoi Itsuki and the others noticed that Kuroko Tetsuya, who had a low sense of presence in the basketball club, was standing next to this unknown boy.

"May I ask you?" Akashi Seijuro spoke first before the others could react: "I've never seen this classmate before!"

Cang Yuyue raised her hand like a shadow to grab her soft black hair, and laughed twice: "Well, I am a transfer student who just came to the school today. I was still in Japan when I was in the third grade of elementary school. Cang Yuyue who transferred to China in the fourth grade Ruying, because of my grandfather, I only came to Japan two days ago, and today I came to report to the school."

"Cang Yuyue? There doesn't seem to be such a surname in Japan!" Aomine Dahui asked doubtfully.

"Well, my father and I have surnames, my surname is Cang, and my mother's surname is Yuyue. My name is Ruying, who goes hand in hand." Cang Yuyue Ruying smiled and explained: "Father is Chinese, mother is Japanese, and the family is relatively complex."

"Oh, is that so? Then, Cang, what's the matter with you coming to our basketball club?"

"I'm here to apply for membership."

"..."

After being silent for a long time, Qingfeng Dahui shouted: "Are you kidding? With your height, you can't even touch the basket... Ah! It hurts! May, why are you pinching me!"

Momoi Wuyue raised her forehead, she was becoming more and more helpless towards this impulsive childhood sweetheart, didn't she see the height of Cang Yuyue Ruying in front of her?He's about the same height as Akashi!Doesn't this mean... Thinking of this, she raised her eyes cautiously, looked at Akashi Seijuro, only saw the red-haired boy's brighter smile, and couldn't help but shudder.

Ah Da is finished.

At this time, the big purple-haired man who had been silent all this time finally couldn't help but tremblingly said: "You, what did you say your surname is... Your surname is Cang!" After speaking, he actually exclaimed.