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There are not many street basketball courts in Tokyo. Ryota Kise often takes a car from Kanagawa to Tokyo to play with the city crowd. Shintaro Midorima and Daiki Aomine who are also in Tokyo will also come to play.

In the last few days of the spring break in April, Hongxiang saw the king of tennis on the tennis court——Kego Atobe.

Calculating the time, Keigo Atobe's group of third-year junior high school students should have graduated and are about to enter high school.He was wearing off-white sportswear, standing in front of the court, looking at the inexplicable depression from his back.

Tennis is not as popular as basketball, but last year Japan won the U-17 World Cup, which was a big upset. Domestic tennis has gradually become popular, and there are many public places on the street. tennis court.

Shuji Taneshima and Ikuto Kimishima even endorsed tennis products.

The purple-gray-haired boy looked at the children holding rackets on the street tennis court, and unconsciously clenched his fists.

The blond young man shrugged helplessly, stepped forward and slapped Keigo Atobe on the back, "Hey, what is the young master doing here!"

Atobe Keigo was obviously taken aback, but he didn't scream out, his perfectly trimmed eyebrows were twisted together, and he looked at the person behind him in a bad mood.

After seeing the blond youth's face clearly, his brows relaxed a little or two, but they were still frowning.

"……It is you."

Atobe Keigo, like Akashi Seijuro, is the only heir of the big family.

They must inherit the family business.

Even Keigo Atobe has the potential to become a professional tennis player.

When the U-17 World Cup was held in Australia, this junior once revealed a few words to the senior Hongxiang.

In the eyes of his family, tennis is just a pastime, but Keigo Atobe spends too much time on tennis.So when he enters high school next year, his family will no longer agree with him to continue playing tennis, and will start to take over the company's affairs.

Atobe Keigo's talents are really outstanding, otherwise he would not be appointed as the captain of the U-17 junior squadron by Mifune.

"Hmm... want to continue playing tennis?"

The two sat on the bench next to the tennis court, and Keigo Atobe took the cheap juice from the vending machine that Tokigo handed over with a little distaste, and opened the tab with a click.

The blond young man shook his unopened soda, "The Atobe family has a huge foundation, wouldn't it be good to hire a few professional financial planners?"

At that time, the financial planner will manage the company and go out to play tennis by himself, killing two birds with one stone.

Atobe Keigo was silent for two seconds, "Father will not agree."

If you don't care about the matter, it's hard to say which name the company will transfer to. When the time comes, the family business of Atobu will be empty in your own hands. It's no wonder that father and grandfather don't jump up.

The opened juice has not entered the mouth, and the purple-gray boy stared at the can in his hand in a daze.

His family does not allow him to continue to play tennis, and Keigo Atobe can only be vague when faced with the statement of the Hyotei and the others that they will apply for the same high school together.

Hong Xiang glanced at the young man with dark clouds floating above his head, silently lowered his head and pulled out a pendant from his neck, and handed it to Keigo Atobe.

The pendant is a pure gold octagonal dragon-eye pattern, and several stripes are drawn on the coat of arms.

When Guochang Road Dajue first became king, he did not create a jade seal for the country like the Japanese emperor, but carved a pendant.

This is the identity certificate of the King of Gold, the only one in the world, and "Feishiyuan" sees it as if he sees a king.

And Keigo Atobe's father was a "non-time courtyard".

"Show it to your father, and then tell your own thoughts." The green pupils reflected a calm light, as if it wasn't him who said such "ridiculous" words.

But maybe the young man's expression was too natural, and Keigo Atobe also thought in his heart that there was no need for Senior Hongxiang to punish him on this kind of thing.The purple-gray-haired boy took the pendant with a dazed expression just like he had just received the cheap juice.

Seeing that the other party accepted it, Hong Xiang stood up, "You have to pay it back when you're done using it."

After finishing speaking, the blond young man continued to shake the soda in his hand and left.

Ordinary financial planners can't believe it, so let's use the professional golden clan. Originally, the golden clan spreads all over all walks of life.

Across the tennis court, Hong Xiang saw a small body working hard to practice shooting on the basketball court across the street.

"Yo, Sawada, drink soda."

Hearing the sound of booming, the brown-haired boy subconsciously stopped his movements, and stopped chasing the basketball after it fell to the ground.Sawada Tsunayoshi took the can in a hurry, "Yes! Thank you Toko-san!"

pat.

"what!!!"

The future Vongola Judai was splashed with soda.

"Hmm... I was a little shaken on the way here, Sawada should be careful when drinking." The blond young man kept his eyes fixed and pretended he didn't see anything.

The wet brown-haired boy said, "Hong Xiangsang, please speak earlier next time!"

It's the start of a new semester, and all the seniors from the previous senior year have graduated, and Hongxiang himself has become a senior year student.

One day, he was inexplicably called to Cheng Rin by a phone call.

A bearded man rubbed his chin and muttered, "Others can barely find it, they are Akashi's substitute..."

"So! I dared to call that person!"

The blond young man was wearing a blue and white plaid shirt and sneakers of the same color. Looking at the familiar colorful hair color in front of him, the familiar feeling of beauty appeared again.

Aida Jinghu looked smug, "How is it! The Japanese team leader of U-17——Tokigo Kazuki!"

The golden prince has a lot of things to do every day, just taking time out to teach (molest) Tsunayoshi Sawada is already squeezing water in a dry sponge, so Hong Xiang didn't know anything about the basketball game between the American street basketball team and the Japanese team.

"Huh? Jabberwork..." What kind of name is this? It's so nondescript.

The blond-haired youth looked at the athletes from the famous schools around him, and then at the brown-haired boy who was following behind him holding a basketball.

No way, when Aida Jinghu called him, he was playing football with Sawada Tsunayoshi, so he brought him along.

"Akashi's position is point guard or captain, if he is a substitute..."

When the rose-haired boy saw Hong Xiang, his mind turned quickly, and he blurted out, "Hong Xiang-sang will not be my substitute, but I—"

"Sawada is good, let him go." Hongxiang pushed the brown-haired boy, and pushed the junior high school student who was under 160 into the tall pile of basketball players.

If the future Pengelie Judaimu plays the game with a death mentality, he must be very good.

Aida Jinghu: "..." Who is this dwarf.

Akashi Seijuro: "..." Are you serious?

The Generation of Miracles: "..." You must have taken the wrong medicine.

In short, the final word is finalized. Anyway, the entry requirements are the following members, and Tsunayoshi Sawada still meets the conditions.Under Hong Xiang's connivance, Aida Jinghu frowned and gave the brown-haired boy a team uniform with a minimum size of 27, "...don't force it too much."

Subtext: Don't play if you can't play, it's a substitute anyway.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: Good QAQ

"Come on, Judaime!! You are the best!" Tsunayoshi Sawada appeared on the stage without thinking.

"Has Gang already participated in a competition of this scale? It's amazing." Takeshi Yamamoto smiled brightly.

"Don't embarrass Master Lanbo." The little cow's tail was raised.

"If you can't win, go swimming in Santuchuan." The soft voice was a big threat.

Unexpectedly, after being suppressed by Jabberwork in the second quarter, Tsunayoshi Sawada was actually going to play.

"Go, disrupt their rhythm!" Aida Jinghu pointed to the opposite side with an excited expression on his face.

This is the method that Aida Reiko came up with during the practice match between Luoshan and Shirorin.

At that time, she asked Koganei to fight Akashi one-on-one, not asking to stop, but gradually breaking the opponent's pace and tactics.

Now in the battle against Jabberwork in the United States, this important task is handed over to Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Because he is the worst in the expected list, only he can do this.

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

"Come on, Sawada!"

The dream team who had seen the effectiveness of that tactic cheered up the brown-haired boy.

As Jabberwork, who plays streetball in American basketball, although he doesn't pay much attention to tactics and basic skills, Captain Nash still has a little distress: What should I do if this guy is too weak?

Thinking about it, the American team couldn't help saying a lot of English to mock the brown-haired dwarf.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, whose calves were trembling, was about to cry, "Yes, I'm sorry! I don't understand what you're talking about..."

The English proficiency at the bottom of the junior high school students was really embarrassing for him.

Teammate: "..." I don't know whether to sympathize with him or congratulate him for not being able to understand those sarcastic words.

When Kagami Taiga replaced Kise Ryota, Tokigo replaced Akashi Seijuro who adjusted his personality, Sawada Tsunayoshi sat on the bench with these two.

On the court, the blond young man Lan Die swam through the clouds and passed three defensive steps in a row, which was a slam dunk.

Bench trio.

Kise Ryota gasped, "What kind of pace is this?"

I've never seen it in the basketball world, don't be a killer or something devil's pace!

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded silently, "Tokugo-san is very powerful."

Pengo Lie's chosen heir, this is the truth that Xing Xing told Feng Tai.

Akashi Seijuro agreed: Of course.

To become the next King of Gold, one must learn a lot of skills.

Erhuang's brain twitched, and the words in his heart subconsciously came out, "As expected of a black hand... ah."

Shut up quickly.

The brown-haired boy was startled, and murmured unconsciously: "Huang Se-san, do you know?"

Even ordinary students know about the heir of Pengo Lie's mafia!

Akashi Seijuro and Kise Ryota were separated by a person, he only heard the words of Sawada Tsunayoshi, "Know what?"

As "civilians" of Kise Ryota and Sawada Tsunayoshi, how can they know the identity of the heir to the King of Gold?

Kise-kun, after knowing it, pretended to be stupid: "Did I just say something ha, ha, ha."

Hearing what Sawada meant, does he also know that the president is a gangster?

Tsunayoshi Sawada did not stay at the dream team's victory celebration banquet afterward. He was originally a small substitute who was guaranteed to go in by Hongxiang, so it would be a waste of help to help.

"Missing the ball when dribbling, missing the basket when shooting, and passing the ball out of bounds..." The young man's voice came from behind in a low voice, and Tsunayoshi Sawada lowered his head every time he said a word.

"—Isn't this very well done?"

The brown-haired boy looked up abruptly.

With a smile on his face, the blond youth caressed the boy's head.Feeling the warm heat falling on his head, Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was a head shorter than Hongxiang, blushed and dared not move.

"You will definitely be an excellent Pengele Judaimu."

Kokichi Sawada:! ! !How did Hong Xiangsang know about Peng Gelie?

The speaker blinked and realized, "Ah, I can't say this, so just pretend I didn't say anything just now."

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

"Idiot Gang, how long are you going to make Master Lanbo wait!" The kid with afro in a cow suit ran over with short legs.

For Tsunayoshi Sawada's game, Peng Gelie and his team must have come to watch in person in the auditorium. Before the meeting with Tsunayoshi Sawada, Rambo, who couldn't bear his temper, came to find someone first.

"Slow down, Lanbo, be careful not to fall..."

slap.

Before he finished speaking, the little cow fell into the mud.

Ok, this unfolds...

Hong Xiang turned his head away, intending to accept the [fate] of the King of Gold.

Important props that appear more often than tutor characters in fanfiction will appear soon.

Sure enough, the purple bazooka flew towards Hongxiang.

Naturally, the blond youth saw it and didn't plan to hide it.

Well, he admitted that he was a little interested in the world ten years later.But... really, just a little bit.

The smoke was lingering, Tsunayoshi Sawada coughed twice, the purple smoke flashed, the brown-haired boy suddenly sensed something, and took a staggering step back, dodging the oncoming fist.

It was the person who came, and after the fist wind cut through the smoke and saw the face of the person in front of him, he stopped.

Her blond hair was neatly combed, and a black coat was draped over her shoulders like the wings of a crow.Looking up, it is the man's thin lips and high nose bridge.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and only this small movement could reveal a trace of surprise in the man's heart.The emerald green pupils reflected the figure of the brown-haired boy, as cold as uncut jade.

"Boom... Sang?"

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who has seen many examples of rocket launchers in the past ten years, naturally knows that the person in front of him is Tokigo Kazuki, but...

Contrary to the heavy and dangerous temperament around him, the man was dyed with a thin layer of sweetness.I seem to have noticed it too, he frowned almost imperceptibly, took out a gray metal box from his pocket, picked out a thin cigar and put it on his lips.

Puchi.

A small flame burst out from the cigarette butt, and then quickly extinguished, leaving only a slight spark.Sawada Tsunayoshi swallowed, not daring to speak at all.

The faint smell of tobacco permeated the surroundings, dispelling the sweetness on the man's body, and the pinch of flames burned out the last trace of harmonious atmosphere.

Only now did the other party have time to take a good look at the boy. He exhaled a puff of smoke, and the sharp-edged face was blurred in Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes.On the middle finger of the man holding the cigarette, there is an ancient ring with the accumulation of time, and the gemstone in the center is shining darkly.

After a long time, the man snorted.When the smoke dissipated, the darkness in the blue eyes had disappeared in a flash, and the magnetic voice hoarse like a violin reached the ears of Sawada Tsunayoshi:

"interesting."