[Black Basket] It's not that easy

"A strong general has no weak soldiers"

This idiom was taught by the teacher in the Mandarin class before, and now the world deeply understands what it means.

The day before the final exam, the conference room of the basketball hall was crowded with tall basketball boys from the first, second, and third armies. The red-haired boy standing on the stage calmly flipped through the Mandarin textbooks in his hand, and his ruddy thin lips flickered from time to time. Slightly opened, the speed of speaking was not too fast or slow, but in less than ten minutes, all the test points of a subject had been explained. The boy picked up the arithmetic textbook from the first base textbook on the table, and then continued to explain over and over again.

At this moment, the huge conference room was completely silent, only the elegant and low-meld voice of the teenagers could be heard clearly, and the teenagers in the audience wrote down every key point and analysis that Akashi said. The priority position of the platoon, the world even saw Midorima's hard-working figure in it.

“…”

No wonder the chairman of the board has no choice but to take the basketball club. Even Aomine, who usually fails in attendance, has never taken the make-up exam. With such a huge remedial scene, Akashi can do all the key points of all exam subjects in one semester. After the explanation is completed within an hour, the teacher of the department will definitely be very angry when he sees this scene!

"Small world, don't you hurry up and write it down?" Huang Maojun held a pen in each of his left and right hands, recorded the key points with his right hand, and drew horizontal lines with his left. Rhythm, continue to draw ghosts in a hurry.

Shi Shi glanced at the stage, just in time to meet the young man who heard the voice and looked over. He was propping his elbows on the podium with his palms resting on his chin, with a gentle and dignified expression. The red-haired boy raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his smile was rarely a bit nasty.

As the evening approached, all the key points and estimated question types of the first semester of the second year of junior high school were finished. The boy closed his history textbook, raised his wrist to look at the time, and looked calmly and confidently at the audience. The tall basketball boys stood up. With straight backs and serious expressions, the atmosphere was so chilling that it was almost bleak.

"One pass." The red-haired boy folded his arms, and his good looks couldn't hide the sharpness between his brows. During the pause of his words, his crimson eyes seemed to have accepted everyone's expressions, and he suddenly showed a gentle look. smile.

"A make-up exam will triple the training after school starts, and so on."

...........

There was a short inhalation sound in the meeting room, and then every boy in the basketball team burst out with astonishing momentum, answering with a voice that burst eardrums:

"...Never make up the exam!!!!!!"

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The final exam is divided into six subjects: Chinese, arithmetic, society, English, physics and chemistry. The exam lasts for three days. The arrangement of two exams per day is more conducive to students' review and relaxation.

On the big matter of math tutoring, Akashi's teaching method is decisive and straightforward. Many times, just his eyes can make the world blush. The world that came up was deeply stabbed in the heart of that scumbag, but when she got the math test paper full of anger and passion, she finally understood a truth deeply.

——People are really different from each other.

After answering the questions in an hour, the girl was amazed at her speed, and her hands were shaking with excitement. This feeling of understanding the questions is really enjoyable!World persisted in taking out the draft paper, and began to calculate the score that he would definitely get if he answered the question just now.

——"Must make that guy look good!"

Students in each class disrupted the examination room according to their student numbers. Akashi, who had already handed in the paper, walked up from downstairs and found the examination room where the world was located. He stood in the corridor outside, and through the open door, he saw sitting in the corner at a glance. With a world full of excitement, his little face was blushing with a smile, and he was counting something with his white fingers, and his little mouth was still mumbling from time to time, like a kindergarten kid who was doing homework.

Suddenly, she turned her head and met his eyes. After being a little surprised, the girl was full of pride, and checked it one last time full of confidence, as if reluctant to hand in the paper.

This is the first time she has been able to answer a whole math test paper!Even Kentaro and Sachiko gave up on her math! !

Akashi twitched the corners of his mouth, really couldn't stand her, he leaned lazily against the corridor wall, and waited patiently for the children who were still lamenting their new life in the examination room.

Finally finished worshiping her test paper, Shi Shi reluctantly put it on the podium. At this time, the invigilator in the examination room happened to be the mathematics teacher of Group E—— Yuri Yamamoto. She took the test paper and glanced contemptuously at the perennial Chu Luye, who failed in mathematics, shook his head and lamented that this student is really getting more and more unmotivated. He used to be able to persevere until the end, but now he gave up early...

"..."

A test paper full of ideas for answering questions appeared in the corner of the eye. Yuri Yamamoto was stunned for a few seconds, and read the test paper several times in surprise. She was very confident in her invigilation and would never ignore any cheating behavior.

And during the time when the world was "Akashi Seijuro", he was almost spoiled by this math teacher. The girl no longer had any sense of fear in front of the "familiar" teacher Yamamoto. Claw, briskly walked out of the examination room.

Her sense of pride was maintained until she was face to face with Akashi, her small chin was raised high, her eyes were bulging, and it was full of "Hurry up and praise me, praise me, praise me".

Akashi couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch the girl's cheeks that hadn't lost the baby fat, and a tickle smile appeared in his throat: "Idiot."

snort!Shijie wrinkled her nose and rescued her face unhappily. She was unconvinced for a while, and she was happy again: "It must be no problem! This exam will definitely be a class!!"

The girl is like a satisfied big squirrel, Akashi does not comment, just about to speak, the world clenches her little fist excitedly:

"Sand! Sea! Bikini!!"

“…”

Akashi stood where he was, raised his eyebrows, the world was still immersed in the fantasy of bikinis and couldn't extricate himself, he moved forward on his own, Akashi looked at her back, really couldn't bear it!

"Huh—bikini? Sponge bikini?"

world:"........."

The girl felt that she had been hurt by ten thousand points!Holding her glass heart, she sadly accused Akashi: "You look down on sponges!"

What kind of protest is this?Akashi hehehe, decided to end this topic that shouldn't be started, the world is over, the sponge problem of lace underwear, she hasn't settled with him yet!

Resisting the excited world with one hand, Akashi enumerated the harm of sponges to the human body in a cool voice.

The world pouted, looking bitter and bitter, Akashi really didn't understand girls at all, what happened to Sponge? !There are so many girls in the same grade who put on false eyelashes every day, and insist on saying that they are real eyelashes. She just wants to make herself look plumper, what's wrong with using a sponge...

The world shook his head like Akashi, and continued to insist on himself deeply: "No, you don't understand."

Akashi: "..."

never mind!Akashi led her to continue walking, the world was still chattering about "educating" Akashi, the boy stretched out his arms and embraced her violently, bowed his head and threatened the girl in his arms in a low voice:

"Come on, if you buy one later, I'll dismantle one."

"..." Such a domineering and direct threat successfully blocked the little mouth of the world. The girl's little face flushed uncontrollably, she pouted her mouth and lowered her head aggrievedly, silently pulling out the villain's belly to slander Akashi thousands of times.

- "Hmph, bastard!"

☆, Extra Story (1)

"Master."

Bright or dark lights flickered in the darkness, and inside the smooth glass, there was complete darkness. Half a second later, there was a soft "click" sound from the car door, and the man standing by the car door stood straight, and immediately Bend down and pull the door open.

A young man walked out of the car door. Under the hazy moonlight, his young face looked immature. His red eyes were as transparent as glass beads. The young man was wearing a well-tailored brown three-piece suit with a white stand-up collar. The shirt, the short rose red hair was neatly combed back, the boy took off the pure white gloves on his hands, and another man in black standing at the rear of the car immediately stepped forward and took them respectfully.

This is a large warehouse on the coast, sparsely populated, and the street lamps on the street have long since gone on strike. From the dark silence, there is a faint sound of being muffled in pain, as well as the muffled sound of fists hitting the flesh continuously.

The boy didn't know what he was thinking. After standing still for a while, he walked towards the warehouse.

"Master?"

The boy's footsteps didn't stop, another silent man in black gave the man who made the sound a warning look, and the man who made the sound seemed to react, and hurriedly covered his mouth.

In the large abandoned warehouse, there are still a lot of shipping iron boxes. Walking towards the spacious aisle, you can see a bright hall shrouded in light in the dark.

Five or six men in black stood upright on one side, and when they saw the red-haired boy walking in, they bowed respectfully in unison.

The man tied to the chair had been beaten so badly that he couldn't see his face clearly. His rapid and weak breathing was especially obvious in this respectful silence. Suddenly, two strange muffled laughs emerged from his throat. Get crazy quickly, in a silent environment, sharp to ear-piercing.

"Akashi Seijuro!"

The roaring voice called out the boy's name. The laughter just now seemed to consume a lot of his strength. At this moment, his breathing sounded like a broken bellows. His red and swollen eyes opened hard, and he stared at the boy in front of him. , Gritting his teeth, wanting to stand up and tear off his flesh and blood.

"It's really you."

"Ah--"

The bright light made a small halo of light in Akashi's hair, dyeing it in a warm color, but those deep and quiet red eyes were cold and indifferent at the moment.

He stood opposite Kawaguchi Yuta, with a tall and straight figure, the light passed through his body, casting a cold shadow on Kawaguchi Yuta.

"Of course it's me." Akashi raised the end of his eyes slightly, and looked at the inhuman person in front of him with a hint of sarcasm: "It seems that Kawaguchi-san really doesn't have self-knowledge."

"I thought you were ready to bear the price if you dared to do that."

The backlit boy's brows were piercing, and his crimson pupils were darker than usual.The faint moonlight outside the window and the lights on the side were intertwined on him, as if he was standing in the light.

"The price?" The chestnut bangs blocked Kawaguchi Yuta's expression, he seemed to have heard some joke, and he chuckled strangely twice, then he raised his head, opened his eyes hard, and stared at Akashi provocatively.

"She belongs to me!" Kawaguchi Yuta's parted lips were stained with blood, as if he suddenly remembered something, he showed a strange smile, raised his chin and looked contemptuously at the red-haired boy opposite.

"How long can you be together? One month? One year?! You think she loves you, but she is just a woman who can love anyone. She loves whoever loves her."

"One day, you'll know what it's like to be abandoned by her."

Akashi didn't respond, he stood there quietly, after a while, the boy raised the corners of his lips, but Kawaguchi Yuta, who was looking at him, stopped breathing involuntarily for an instant.

The boy's eyes, one red and one golden, widened slightly, and the pupils of different colors seemed to contain everything, and the soft lines were replaced by harshness. At this moment, Akashi Seijuro radiated a cold light from the inside out.

Kawaguchi Yuta's originally delicate face was covered with bruises and redness, but he felt cold sweat seeping from his forehead, and his face was drained of blood. He trembled and dared not look at this young man who looked like a ghost again, but he couldn't move his eyes away. .

Looking at Akashi's gloomy eyes, he suddenly understood that today's Akashi would never let him go.

The red-haired boy's eyelids were slightly closed. He raised his head, took a deep breath, watched everything quietly under the faint moonlight shining through the skylight, but the boy seemed to feel everything and possess everything.

He suddenly bent his lips, and a pleasant smile appeared in the corners of his eyes. He opened his slightly narrowed eyes, and finally looked down at Kawaguchi Yuta. His indifferent eyes had no warmth, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The tall and thin figure of the young man escaped into the darkness, and the indifferent order remained where he was.

"In that case, go to hell."

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The boy who walked out of the warehouse spread out his palms, and the man who had been following him immediately put the black phone in. The boy turned on the screen, and the dim light seemed to light up the world, and rows of information danced on the screen.

The boy's face was replaced by softness in an instant, with a light smile between his brows, and Akashi clicked out a brief reply to the text message, while bending down and getting into the car.

"Master." The low voice from the front row didn't make the young man look up, but the man knew it meant to continue, he hesitated a little, and quickly continued to report decisively.

"Master's called. It seems to know that you left the reception halfway..."

"Ah."

The boy put down his phone, with a gentle smile still on his face, but his crimson pupils showed a completely different kind of coldness. He looked out of the car window, and the bright lights on the side of the road at night made him squint slightly. After a while, he seemed to be muttering, but also seemed to be giving an order.

"Sure enough, it would be good to let everyone kneel down."

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The week before the Teiko Festival.

The moment Akashi woke up, he sorted out the whole day's plan in his brain. This matter was easy for him. As long as he can remember, he has maintained it to this day.

Getting used to this kind of thing is fatal to a person, so he has always attached great importance to it.

Just like those things that you shouldn't think about, when you are used to controlling your brain, these things will not even appear in your mind.

However, today is obviously not going well.

Akashi sat up, pinched the bridge of his nose, got out of bed and opened the heavy curtains, the green pines outside the house exuded a lively atmosphere in the early morning, the boy leaned against the window and pondered for a moment, then his raised red eyes were clear , turned around and walked towards the house calmly.

It doesn't matter, many things are not out of control, everything is under his control.

Get off the car in front of the convenience store as usual, Akashi saw the slender figure waiting at a glance, the boy walked over unhurriedly, then the two said hello, and walked towards the school together.

Today's world is not much different from usual, she will still take the initiative to provoke the topic, and talk to Akashi about some miscellaneous and trivial things in a soft voice. When he was in Shishi's body, he never felt that the voice of that body was so soft, as if it had been mixed with honey, just listening to it made his heart feel soft and messed up.

He pulled back his thoughts very quickly, nodded in response from time to time, with a humble and dignified demeanor, and his every move was no different from the previous Akashi.

But it was rare that he didn't distract himself, noticing the tiredness mixed in the girl's voice.

Class begins.

The world sat back obliquely in front of Akashi, and the boy suddenly smiled in the quiet classroom. He could see her slightly shaking shoulders when writing, the dark blue bow on the tied ponytail, and the white and delicate pinnae, pink and tender. The earrings made people couldn't help but want to reach out and pinch them, and she buried her head in her textbooks...

Wait, why are you burying your head so low? I wonder if it's bad for your eyes?

The girl raised her small hands and twisted the broken hair behind her ears, and the slender fingertips seemed to wrap around Akashi's heart.

Then he suddenly withdrew his gaze, controlled his attention with all his energy, stared at the blackboard with a cold face, the gentleman in front of him trembled abruptly, and the boy with messy hair looked around blankly.

"What's going on, why is it so cold all of a sudden!"

Ten minutes later, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the history teacher sighed, wondering why even the smartest Akashi-kun had a face of bitterness and hatred. Could it be that what he said was too difficult?

The self-doubting history teacher waved wearily, get out of class is over, he needs to think about life.

It's lunch time.

It's rare for Akashi to feel a little powerless, the whole morning's class doesn't make him so tired, he glanced at the girl who walked slowly over empty-handed, and he found the reason.

The world is careful. If she doesn't bring a lunch box, she doesn't have to go to the rooftop to eat alone with Akashi. There is a cute call at the door, and the world happily waved her hand, turned her foot, and ran directly towards Wuyue.

Akashi sneered silently, stood up and followed the girl's footsteps, understanding her mind was like reading blank paper.

But that's okay, it's just what he wants.

Well, it's time for the Ministry.

"Where is Chuluye?"

"what?!"

Wuyue stared blankly at the indifferent Akashi-kun with big eyes in a daze, but didn't realize who Akashi-kun was talking about Chuluye.

"...the world went to the sink to wash the towels."

Looking at the captain who turned around and walked towards the court, Wuyue slowly covered her involuntarily wide mouth. Standing behind her was Midorima who was practicing shooting alone.

"Akashi-kun...is this a quarrel with the world?!"

The girl exclaimed in amazement to herself, she rubbed her chin in doubt, Akashi-kun loves the world so much, how could two people quarrel... This is incredible.

Midorima is still holding a basketball in his hand, and the action of pushing his glasses has become a habit. Many times, even inadvertently, his fingers have already touched the bridge of his nose.

The green-haired boy glanced down at the orange round object in his hand, then raised his head again, and found Akashi's figure by the door. His footsteps were a bit heavy, and he walked out of the gate of the basketball hall, turned and disappeared.

"Peng—"

"Wow~~~It's a three-pointer again~" Mayue happily lowered her head to record after regaining her senses.

Midorima curled up his fingers. Just now he realized that he wanted to push the glasses. The young man who thought about it for a few seconds smiled, turned around and took out the basketball from the cart, and continued to practice shooting.

"I don't know when Akashi will realize that the world of Hatsukano has become his habit."

——And habits, for people like him and Akashi, are often entrenched in the flesh and blood, and it is difficult to change.

The author has something to say: I haven't finished writing... As expected, I don't have enough text, so I'll make up for it....

Continue to write after dinner! !

☆, Extra Story (2)

Walking to the corridor in front of the pool, you can see the girl who is struggling at a glance. There are a considerable number of dirty towels piled up beside the pool. She is wearing a school sportswear, and the large white T-shirt makes her look thinner. Her long black and smooth hair was coiled behind her head, revealing her curvaceous neck, and a strand of broken hair was scattered from the side of her cheek. The girl looked at her little hands covered in foam, and raised her arms bluntly.

Akashi frowned slightly, how did he find out that she was so thin and weak.

The slender arms moved awkwardly across her cheeks, but the annoying broken hair was not smoothly wrapped around her ears. She sighed weakly and stood there blankly in a daze. She didn't know whether it was fatigue or depression slowly rising from her eyes. And rise.

Akashi moved his steps and wanted to walk towards the girl. He was a quick and decisive person, but for the first time, due to some reasons in his heart, he hesitated for two seconds.

Then, between these two seconds, another towel was thrown into the sink. The person who came was blocked by the wall of the faucet. Akashi couldn't see clearly, and even the indistinct voice was very strange. He was about to step over He went out to see what happened, but he turned around and quickly disappeared at the other end of the corridor. The wall blocked Akashi's sight well, so that he only had time to see the back of a girl.

He couldn't help but sneered, and quickly controlled his inexplicable anger.

——No one should be able to control his emotions.

The young man glanced at the world indifferently, she had completely ignored the annoying strand of hair, and rubbed the towel vigorously, more and more forcefully as if to vent.

Akashi just stood in the shadow of the pillars of the corridor, the girl quietly and silently turned her back to the sun, approaching evening, the sunset glow in the sky lay behind her like a thick ink painting, the girl in white was illuminated by the light Almost transparent, Akashi wanted to raise his hand and touch the lines of the painting in front of him, whether this girl was just his imagination.

After a moment, he suddenly became annoyed with everything.

Now he should be practicing basketball in the basketball hall, instead of hiding here inexplicably, no, he shouldn't have come out at all.

The moment the boy turned around, a voice suddenly came out.

"Hey...Chizimei, are you playing with bubbles?"

The boy stamped his feet, and he cast his gaze forward again. The tall Ziyuan blocked the world, and he couldn't see her clearly. She explained softly, and Ziyuan nodded dully. He sneaked away while taking a break from training. Going out to run for snacks, he was holding a pile of delicious sticks in his arms at the moment. After a while, he freed up a hand, pulled out a delicious stick from the pile of snacks, and put it on the wall of the pool.

"Well...Come on~"

"...Thank you~"

Ziyuan, who gave encouragement to the delicious food, was still a little bit reluctant to part. He lowered his head and looked at the foam in the pool, and his perennially lazy expression was actually mixed with a bit of eagerness.

He stretched out his long arms, picked up a palm of foam from the pool, and looked at it carefully. After a while, he looked around, as if looking for something, and then he lowered his head.

Akashi knew what he wanted without even thinking about it.

"Purple Plain."

With a shake of his tall body, Ziyuan shook off the foam slowly, then turned around and faced the back, as if he was thinking about how to make excuses, pouting like a big kid who did something wrong.

But Akashi didn't have time to care about him for the time being, he almost subconsciously looked at the girl who appeared in front of him again.

The world also met his eyes, she seemed to be still obsessed with the shadow of being almost beaten by Ziyuan Bubble, Akashi could see some residual distortions on her face, her forehead was sweating, and her small face was stained by labor. She was a little blushing, and her broken hair was messily scattered around her cheeks.

She looked tired, with blind eyes and indistinct bruises.

Akashi's expression was very indifferent, it shouldn't be like this, why did she have to wash so many towels by herself, almost instantly, he had already found a reason for himself in the bottom of his heart.

This is his Akashi Seijuro's girlfriend, even if he wants to keep a distance from her and re-plan everything with her, as his girlfriend, he can still give her everything that others should have.

At the moment when Akashi was about to speak out, Sekai avoided looking at him, lowered his head and continued rubbing the towel vigorously.

"Go in quickly, you are here, it is very disturbing my work."

“…”

Murasakihara nodded obediently. For some reason, he could hear a lot of what he said about the world recently. The tall boy walked up to Akashi, blocking the red-haired boy's view.

"Let's go, Chi Zai."

The boy's expression was covered by the broken hair on his forehead, and he couldn't discern his emotions. Akashi replied. At the last second of turning around, he still couldn't help remembering the girl's thin figure from the corner of his eye.

Then, he turned and left with a rare hasty pace.

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What day is this?

Akashi couldn't remember clearly, he felt that he did a good job, the boy raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, that's how it should be, keep a proper distance, don't let the world affect his thoughts, let everything follow the order.

"By the way, what are these people in front of you talking about?"

Oh yes, Teiko Matsuri.

Akashi flipped through the script, glanced at Midorima who was sitting next to him, and Momoi who was standing at the front of the discussion group, raised the corners of his lips and refused to comment.

snow White?

Akashi hasn't read these fairy tales much, and the logic and objectivity are too unreasonable, not to mention that since he started to read, the books placed on the desk every day are already books beyond the understanding of his peers.

Within a few minutes, he briefly glanced at the fairy tale, and then he saw the text, the line that May customized for him.

"Black hair like black ink, white skin like snow, red lips a little crimson..."

Who did he think of?Akashi put down the script expressionlessly, stood up and left the noisy classroom.

The windows of the corridor cast slanted light on the straight corridor, cutting the deserted corridor into patterns of light or dark.

Akashi crossed the boundary line between darkness and light, suddenly disappeared into the darkness, then walked into the light for a while, and suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

The young man turned his head and looked out the window. The sun was about to set, dyeing half of the sky red. For a moment, a sense of loneliness was pulled out of his heart. This feeling slowly bypassed his heart and tightened a little bit.

Just when the entire atrium was about to be eroded by this huge loneliness, he suddenly clenched his fist vigorously, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out. This slight pain made him regain his sanity.

Akashi raised his head again expressionless, he looked out of the window coldly, as if he could faintly see himself through the glass, Akashi raised the corners of his lips, and he in the glass smiled softly.

The young man turned around and continued walking down the aisle, the emptiness exploded like fireworks, and was quickly extinguished by him. This feeling was like a boundless darkness, slowly attacking him.

——until it becomes a catastrophe.

The author has something to say:...Oh my god, I can't finish writing this episode! ! !

Tomorrow there will be another chapter...should be, um, I will try my best to finish it in one chapter, well, the stupid author is going to sleep, I am so sleepy, some places you just make do with it, I don’t like it myself, I'll change it tomorrow when I wake up~~~

Meh~~~~mua

☆, Extra Story (3)

"Hey, Ada."

"what?"

"Today...don't you think the world is weird?"

"Ah——" Qingfeng scratched his eyelids, yawned, and answered casually: "Really, how do I know, this kind of question..."

"Well, can you go to bed earlier at night? You're so lethargic every day."

Wuyue straightened the dark blue ribbon on her chest, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, the girl sighed, feeling her chest tightened a bit...

She thought again of the uncertain look on the world's table at lunch today.

For many students, the second semester can be regarded as a watershed semester. Some students will not think about the future so early, but after all, as a private middle school, Diguang does not have a high school. University, you should choose a target high school as soon as possible, so that you can plan early in terms of credits.

May originally just wanted to find a topic to chat about at the dinner table.

She knows about Mr. Midorima. As early as the second half of the middle school semester, the generation of miracles had already visited Midorima's house. The Midorima family is a famous old-fashioned family in Tokyo. Nowadays, this kind of family is more called scholarly family. Therefore, under the guidance of his father, he is more likely to choose a local school in Tokyo, not to mention that there is a younger sister in the family, and Mr. Midorima, who is born with a sense of responsibility, is unlikely to study too far away.

As for the others, Wu Yue glanced at the idiot beside him who yawned every three seconds on average, and sighed deeply again.

"I said, haven't you thought about where you want to study in high school?"

"No."

"......"

Well, it's not that difficult to accept. Compared with the other guys in the Generation of Miracles, the degree of irritability of this answer pales in comparison.

Wuyue lowered her head slightly, a little worried, she used to rub her chin with her fingertips.

Sure enough, the world's expression at that time made her care too much.

Hearing Murasakihara's words "go where it tastes good", Wuyue twitched the corners of her mouth, not bothering to pay attention to this group of unreliable people, and turned to the world around her and Akashi who was sitting opposite the black-haired girl.

"What about the world, where do you want to study in high school?"

The girl who had been buried in her meal heard the question, she raised her head, as if she wanted to answer the question casually, but her pupils subconsciously glanced at Akashi on the opposite side, and after two or three seconds of hesitation, the world replied:

"It depends on the situation, most likely, stay in Tokyo..."

After getting along for a long time, Wu Yue's relationship with the world's girlfriends has improved by leaps and bounds. Although Wu Yue can't explain why she always has a sense of familiarity with the world, she has become very clear during this time that she is the most beautiful girl in the school by default. , is not as described by many gossip, on the contrary, the world and her have the same opinions and persistence on many things, although sometimes, May will also jump out of the nerve line for the world and be careless and unable to speak His temper was so suffocated that he couldn't speak, but this did not prevent the two from becoming good friends.

Therefore, at this moment, May can see through the heart of the world at a glance.

The rose-red pupils rolled around, Wuyue continued to bow her head to eat, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Hey, where is Akashi-kun~ Which high school do you want to go to?"

The world buried its head, shaking its ears involuntarily.

The young man was holding the miso soup to his lips. Hearing Wuyue's inquiry, his expression and movements did not change at all. He took a sip of miso soup at a suitable temperature. For a moment, he wanted to see the world. expression.

Akashi lowered his head and did not answer. The moment of silence made the table a bit awkward. At this moment, a lazy voice came out.

"Where are you going? You must stay in Tokyo." Following the sound of the voice, a hand had already reached out to Heizi's dinner plate, and the corner of his eye caught the expressions of the two people on the side of the table in an instant.

He curled the corners of his lips in a playful way, and continued to say unintentionally: "After all, aren't all girlfriends in Tokyo~"

"Really, how many times have I told you that you can't buy and eat by yourself!"

"Of course, other people's food is the best."

Haizaki and Aomine's squabble would be staged at lunch gatherings from time to time, Haizaki licked his fingers, and once again snatched Kuroko's fried chicken, looking very satisfied, he glanced around the table, Murasaki lazily His expression immediately became dangerous and alert.

Haizaki raised the corners of his lips, glanced at Kise Ryota who was sitting across from Kuroko, and then looked down at his dinner plate.

"laugh--"

Kise Ryota lowered his eyes, his expression turned chilly for a moment, then raised his head, with a smile as bright as the sun again.

However, the farce next to her didn't cheer up the mood of the world too much. She kept her head buried, eating rice in small bites, as if she was in a daze, and seemed to be thinking about something on her mind.

Akashi also didn't pay too much attention to his side. Although he had been eating seriously, all his attention was almost entirely on the girl opposite.

Even without looking at her, I knew she must be in a daze.

Looking up from the corner of her eye, she could see the dishes she hadn't touched much, Akashi frowned without a trace, suppressing the ridiculous thought of reminding her to eat more dishes.

This topic seems to have been taken away in this way, and the squabbles on the side are still going on. The sunlight hits the dining table through the glass window. The white table is smooth and clean. I almost ate up the rice, but the other food was basically left untouched.

Unconsciously pursing her lips, the world felt that there was an impulse in her heart that had been deposited for too long, but it was only a few seconds, she heard herself ask this sentence.

"High school, where did you study?"

It turns out that after being together for a long time, one person will really assimilate. Besides her family, he is the first person she has been so close to.

So close that I want to go on forever and want to have a future.

The voice of the girl's question was not loud, but it made the whole dining table quiet. It was clearly a question, but the tone of the world was a statement. She seemed to be impulsive, but the words seemed to come out of her heart.

During this quiet moment, the world looked directly at Akashi, and she felt that there was something in her heart