[Black Basket] Promoting marriage is a girlfriend

Takao Kazunari's mouth is unusually big.

Within a few days, the entire basketball club knew who Midorima Shintaro's fiancee was.

Before the game was played, the gossip spread to the whole department.For a while, all kinds of envy and ridicule flocked to Midorima. From time to time, someone would pat Midorima on the shoulder meaningfully and say something strange before going on stage.

"Midorima, was this shot for her?"

"As expected of a person with a fiancée, he can throw a full three-pointer."

"Is it because I like listening to morning divination because I get closer to girls? I'm really envious..."

For Midorima, these inexplicable words are really...

Really...

Really...

It doesn't feel bad.

Midorima Shintaro felt that this could not go on.So, he picked a noon and invited Lihua Jingzi under a certain tree outside the basketball club, and decided to have a showdown with Jingzi to explain his determination.

"Jingzi, forget about the so-called 'marriage contract'." The green-haired boy straightened his glasses and said seriously. "I have no intention of marrying you, and this kind of marriage contract is no longer popular in this era."

Midorima thought that this sentence was very reasonable.

Although his expression was cold, his tone was as polite as possible.

The girl in front of him was a little lost.

Jingzi blinked, brow furrowed.That delicate and lovely face is tangled up, making others feel distressed just looking at it - except for Midorima.Although Midorima also felt a little sorry, but he was more thinking about going to the club to play a training game in the afternoon.

Keiko felt sad from the bottom of her heart.

However, she is not someone who gives up easily.She quickly put away her disappointment, and said seriously: "Why do you have to break the engagement! Mr. Lujian can try to like me. I have worked hard for more than ten years to become a qualified wife!"

"Qualified...wife?" Midorima repeated: "You, you think so far."

"Isn't it possible?" Jingzi's heart rekindled hope.

"No." Midorima said with a straight face, "Now I don't have any thoughts about women."

"That is to say, Mr. Lujian doesn't like other people, right?" She tried her best to grasp the key point: "If that's the case, just try to like me!"

"...Did you focus on the wrong point?" Lvjian confused: "I don't like your type."

"Then what type do you like?" Jingzi was persistent.

"...the type who is more mature than me." Midorima couldn't help but answer.

"Mature than you... sisters who are studying in university...?" A question mark appeared on Keiko's head.

"Let me just say it straight." The 1.9-meter-five-meter green room stood under the sun, and said something grand: "I like women who are taller than me."

Keiko: ...

She was even more lost.

Seeing her angry and disappointed expression, Midorima wanted to grab her face again.But thinking of what he just said, he still resisted the urge.Finally, he asked lightly, "What constellation are you?"

"Libra..."

"Today, your luck is not good, you'd better bring your lucky item."

"???"

Midorima felt that she had pulled out a bigger weapon, and this blow was enough to destroy all her good mood.In this way, Lihua Jingzi will definitely hate him very much.

Under Lihua Jingzi's bewildered expression, Midorima hid his achievements and fame, turned around and left.

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After three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun gradually scorched.The breath of early summer annihilated the campus.

Midorima held both hands, and the basketball flew out of his palm, crossed an exaggerated parabola, and fell into the basket accurately.He lowered his arms, his unrelaxed muscles stretched into a tense outline.Sweat rolled down his forehead and landed on his throat, which was also tightly hooked.

There was a lot of noise all around.

The sound of the basketball hitting the ground and the sound of the sneakers rubbing against the floor echoed together.This noisy and noisy sound is nothing to Midorima.What annoyed him was the low whispers of the bench substitutes.

"The eldest lady of the Lihua Consortium...really?!"

"It doesn't matter if you have someone you like, this kind of thing, what's the first come first come first?"

"A rare opportunity, a rare opportunity."

Midorima originally aimed at the direction of the basketball, but after hearing their discussion, he rolled his heels, turned back silently, and threw the basketball.The basketball landed accurately among the three, causing a panic.

"It hurts - what are you doing, Midorima!"

"Sorry." Midorima pushed down his glasses, expressionless: "I missed it."

Three people: ...

— Liar!

This player from Diguang has a terribly high three-point shooting percentage, and it can be said that he has never missed a shot.

Unless, he did it on purpose.

The activities of the basketball club ended on time at 04:30, almost all the members left, and Midorima stayed for extra training.Staying with him is Takao Kazunari.

In fact, Midorima didn't really want to stay with Takao, because that guy would always use the "fiancée" thing to tease him, pointing at him hahahaha and laughing until he was out of oxygen.

"Midorima, your fiancée—" Takao started laughing again when he saw Midorima.

"Shut up." A cross popped out of Midorima's forehead.

"But it's really funny—" Takao was still laughing: "You actually have, have a fiancée..."

"I told you it's not my fiancée!" The crosses on Luma's head piled up more and more: "I don't admit it."

Green has made a decision.

He decided to go home and practice on the basketball court in the park.

Midorima is responsible for rejecting Takao.

Midorima went to the locker room silently, changed his clothes and left the basketball court.When he left the basketball hall with his schoolbag and sneakers, he suddenly remembered that Takao had said that Tachibana Keiko was a member of the Literature Club.

At this time, the members of the Literature Club should have just been disbanded. I wonder if Keiko has returned home.

Subconsciously, his footsteps went in a certain direction.

He went there by accident. When he walked to the club classroom, he happened to see Jingzi cleaning the blackboard on tiptoe.The blackboard is full of writing, and at the top is written a very long sentence, something like "Virginia Woolf's masterpiece (page 238) and Marcel Proust's life (page 242)", which looks very complicated, A string of katakana is a headache.

Jingzi is very petite. She tried her best to pad her feet and waved the blackboard eraser, but she couldn't reach the remaining half line of writing on the top.She is like a little rabbit, her hair and skirt are swaying.

After wiping for a while, she took a breath.

At this moment, Midorima walked in.

He put his sneakers and schoolbag on the desk, and walked to Jingzi silently.

"Do you want to erase that line?" He pointed to the names of the foreigners: "Do you need help?"

"..." Jingzi was pleasantly surprised while holding the blackboard eraser.

- Could it be!Could it be!

Could it be the same as the old-fashioned plot in the TV series, Midorima would take the blackboard eraser in her hand, smile and erase that line of annoying words for her, and even pat her head when she was done...?

Jing Zi suddenly became a little nervous.

She swallowed a small mouthful of saliva, nodded nervously, and her voice was unbelievably soft: "I'm too short. I wanted to find something to step on."

There was a bit of hope in her gaze towards Midorima.

"Oh." Midorima sat down on the desk, with her two long legs folded together.He pushed his glasses and said flatly, "I'll watch you wipe it."

Jing Zi was stunned.

She tentatively asked: "Mr. Lujian...you, won't you wipe it for me?"

"No." Midorima articulated the words clearly, raised her head, gave her a cold look, and said precisely: "I will definitely not wipe the blackboard for you. I am here, watching you want to wipe the blackboard but can't reach it look, that's enough."

In this way, Jingzi will definitely hate him very much.

Plan pass.

Jing Zi was stunned.

...? ? ?

How could there be such a person! !

Jingzi became angry, and her delicate face turned into a round little bun again.She rolled up her cuffs, exposing a white elbow, and said to Luma angrily: "Who says I can't reach it, I can reach it with two jumps!!"

As she spoke, she turned around and jumped up twice vigorously.

The blackboard eraser in her hand did barely reach the line of writing, and she bounced and erased the corners of the names.

The corner of the skirt flew up, revealing a small piece of thigh skin, which was snow-white and slippery like uncooked tofu.The high stockings were white with a faint flesh color, and the edges of the stockings were sunk into the elastic skin.

"... Forget it." Seeing her hard-working appearance, Midorima decided to help.

He walked behind Jingzi, stretched out his hands, grabbed her waist and abdomen, and swung upwards.

Jingzi is too small, so he lifted it up with a single stroke.

Midorima's hands were soft, as if holding a small cloud.The school uniform has no friction, so it slides up, revealing her smooth waist, a large area of ​​neat white and tender color, very cute.

"...Wait, wait..." Jingzi who was lifted up looked confused.

"Wipe." Midorima urged.

Jingzi raised her hand stiffly, like a robot, and bluntly wiped the blackboard in front of her.

Now this posture... so strange.

Midorima's hand, Midorima's hand, Midorima's hand...

"Left, left..." She pointed to a place further to the left.

"Oh." Midorima moved a step to the left.

"And the right side," she said.

"Oh." Midori moved to the right.

The blackboard was finally resolved.

Jingzi said softly, "Mr. Lujian... you can let me down."

Green let go.

He brushed off his cuffs, and said calmly, "I told you, I will never clean the blackboard for you."

Keiko: ...

Ah, it seems, that's right.