Akashi went through Reo Mibuchi's words in his head, stood up silently from the rest area by the court, walked behind Reo Mibuchi, wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Yeah, what can he say?How did you get Sakamoto out with the others?Where did Sakamoto and Momoi go?When is she going to come back?

In what capacity can he ask these questions?Sakamoto is Luoshan's manager, but he didn't sign the contract of sale, so why should he restrict her freedom?

He is not qualified to say what he wants to say, and he doesn’t want to say what he can say. Akashi walked into the basketball court, took a basketball from the basketball hoop, took a deep breath, and accompanied by the perfect shooting posture like a textbook, the basketball and the basketball The sound of net friction sounded, and a goal was scored.

After half an hour.

Sakamoto, who was being dragged shopping by Momoi, received a call from Reo Mibuchi.

Momoi originally had a lot of plans for today. She used to hang out with the boys in the basketball club. The last time she held a girl's hand was in the second year of junior high. The other party became a friend who talked about everything, until she heard the girl speak bad things about her to others behind her back: "Isn't it the basketball manager who became the manager of the basketball department because of her good relationship? No one in Qingfeng would want to be friends with her."

Is there anything more difficult than "I treat you as a friend, but you want to sleep with my childhood sweetheart"?Momoi broke up with the other party in a fit of anger, and there were many girls who approached her afterwards, but without exception it was because of her relationship with the basketball club... until she met Sakamoto.

Qingfeng once asked her: "Why do you pay special attention to Sakamoto in addition to pestering Ah Zhe recently?"

Momoi's answer was to blink her eyes, and said to him, "...I fell in love with Ms. Sakamoto at first sight."

Qingfeng looked her up and down as if he had never seen her before: "The reason to strike up a conversation is too old-fashioned, idiot Wuyue, if you are a boy, you will be beaten, and I will tell you."

Well, then Aomine was beaten by Momoi.

Now Momoi looks at the hand she holds with Sakamoto, and feels very satisfied. Next, she plans to take Sakamoto to eat at the snack street, and visit the jewelry store by the way, buy a new hairpin, and go to the clothes shop, Sakamoto It's a pity that she has such a beautiful body and such a good figure and always wears school uniforms.

Indeed, at this time, Sakamoto's cell phone rang untimely. Momoi looked over and saw Reo Mibuchi's name. Sakamoto didn't have the habit of saving anyone's number. These were Akashi's convenience for her to contact other people (although she didn't Will not contact) added it with her mobile phone.

"Sakamoto, where are you now?" Reo Mibuchi's voice sounded anxious, which is especially rare for him who always speaks slowly, "Well, yes, please hurry back now. There's something wrong with the training ground."

After Sakamoto answered the phone, Momoi pricked up her ears, not because she liked to pry into other people's privacy, but because she was afraid that something would call Sakamoto back from Luoshan, so she and Sakamoto came out for half an hour. , There are still many places I haven’t been to!

But unfortunately she guessed right, and after hanging up the phone, Sakamoto said to her: "Momoi-san, can I excuse you for the next time?"

Momoi looked at Sakamoto, then at the phone in her hand, and lowered her head in disappointment: "May I ask, did something important happen to Luoshan?" Do you have to be there? ?

Sakamoto put the phone back into the palm of his hand: "It's Akashi-kun, Mibuchi-san said just now that Akashi-kun has resumed normal basketball training."

"Eh? Normal training has resumed...?" Momoi was surprised when she heard her say that. The last time she saw Akashi was five days ago. Akashi removed the protective gear on his left arm in front of all generations of miracles She guessed that Akashi might play the whole game against Hidetoku, at most five days away from the game, but this is... too messy..., "He doesn't want his arm anymore?"

"The progress of Akashi-kun's rehabilitation before was a little too hasty." Sakamoto's voice could not hear any disturbance, let alone worry, as if he was just stating a fact that had nothing to do with her, "Student Mibuchi and the others I have tried to persuade you, but Akashi-kun seems to have his own ideas."

... Of course Akashi has his own ideas.Momoi worked together as Teiko's manager and Akashi as the head of the basketball department for three years. Teiko's philosophy is that victory is everything. This philosophy has greatly influenced Akashi. He doesn't want to win, he must win , but in his current state, the price of this victory...isn't it too great?

Momoi actually hates this concept very much. If it weren't for this concept, everyone who had a deep friendship would not have... Fortunately, Zhe Jun never gave up. Because of Zhe Jun's efforts, everyone, including Ada, has changed. Now only Akashi-kun is left.

Momoi naturally hopes that Akashi can also regain his original intention of playing basketball, but the real situation is that what other people do or say is probably useless to change Akashi's decision-making. The only person who can make Akashi-kun care about is Miss Sakamoto..." Has Ms. Sakamoto persuaded you?" Momoi raised his head, stared at the quiet peach blossom eyes behind the glasses of the girl in front of him, and asked seriously, "Have you ever persuaded Akashi-kun not to do this?"

She already knew the answer to this question as soon as she asked it, Sakamoto would not do this, she might only raise it lightly, and if Akashi insisted on doing this, she would not forcefully intervene.

Sakamoto is such a person, she is a perfect ordinary friend, she can do so many incredible things, as long as you have any troubles, ask her, she will never let you down, but if you want a relationship, go one step further , you will find that her attitude of treating everyone equally and not having heart-to-heart with anyone is really... so hurtful.

Momoi waited for a while, but did not wait for Sakamoto's answer.

"I'm really sorry, I can't continue to accompany Momoi-san to the snack street tonight." Look, she is still like this, even if Akashi-kun is doing training that puts a lot of pressure on the body, she will still worry about herself Emotions, make everything clear, as if her existence is a god independent of everyone, and the purpose of her life is to help everyone fairly and justly.

"Miss Sakamoto, I hope you can persuade Akashi-kun." Momoi and Kazuo grabbed Sakamoto's hand like a life-saving straw, "Akashi-kun, he..."

"Yes, I know." Sakamoto pushed his glasses with the hand that was not caught by her. The girl seemed to have a reassuring aura, and Momoi was stunned by her hand from her palm. She pulled it out, and when she regained consciousness, Sakamoto's figure had disappeared into the dimming night.

When Sakamoto arrived at the training ground, Akashi was playing against Kotaro Hayama. With his left hand, Hayama didn't dare to break his ball, and he swung it easily. The standard three-step layup posture sent the ball into the basket .

Seeing that Sakamoto finally came back, everyone in Luoshan was about to cry, especially Lingyang Mibuchi. He thought it was a good thing for him to let Sakamoto learn how to fall in love with normal girls. As soon as an accident happened, it was true that Akashi's temperament that has always been one and only one, and only Sakamoto could do nothing to him.

"There are still five more days. If you don't gradually resume training, your fingers will not regain the feeling of basketball." Akashi thought that Sakamoto also came to persuade him, and she took the initiative to care about him. She, preemptively before she could speak, "We don't have that much time." お稥冂第

However, it turned out that he was thinking too much. Sakamoto did not dissuade him like the others. Sakamoto's approach was to stand under the basket opposite him, and she would change another station when he changed a shot.

Akashi: "..." The world is so big, why do you have such a soft spot for the basketball hoop, Sakamoto?

Just like in the fitness room a few days ago, this kind of confrontation quickly defeated Akashi. When he reluctantly put the basketball back into the basket, a sharp stabbing pain suddenly came from the injured part of his left arm , making his movements a little stiff all of a sudden, he had no choice but to stand still and wait for the pain to pass.

Sometimes Akashi really feels that he has nothing to do with Sakamoto, as long as she doesn't do anything and just looks at him, he can't continue to do things that may seem inappropriate to her.

He sat back on the sidelines again, and Sakamoto squatted halfway in front of her, using an ice pack he got from somewhere to help him slightly relieve the swelling after labor pains.

"I'll do it myself." He saw her hands under the ice pack. It's already winter outside, and it's not good for a girl like her to touch the ice pack for too long.

After he finished speaking, he went to pick up the ice pack in her hand, and accidentally touched her finger. It was obviously winter, but it seemed as if the flame of midsummer ignited the temperature in his body.

At this time, he should probably grab her hand directly, or more directly take her hand and stick it to his side cheek, like a man warming his own woman.

It's a pity that he denied all his previous thoughts when he touched that hand.

He knew that such an ordinary routine was still too unrealistic for attacking Sakamoto.

Winter is here, those who have boyfriends embrace boyfriends, and those who have girlfriends embrace girlfriends, but Sakamoto is worthy of being Sakamoto, she is different from the coquettish sluts outside, the temperature of Sakamoto's hands only tells him one fact.

——She, ya, yes, root, this, no, cold!

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