[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

In the evening of the second day, Nanami House.

"Ah, there must be something wrong with your teacher's brain!" Mitsui put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, "Are you really going to the cram school?"

"Hmm... It's not good to waste Teacher Asano's kindness." Qihai lowered her head and cleaned up the dishes, "And..."

"Ah?" Mitsui looked at Qihai hesitating to speak, and couldn't help asking, "And what?"

Qihai shook her head and smiled: "It's nothing, help me clean it up, I'm leaving at seven o'clock."

Mitsui stood up and said, "I'll take you there."

"No need, don't you still have to go to the hospital for reexamination?" Qi Hai stacked the plates and bowls together and walked towards the kitchen, and the sound of running water soon came from the sink.

"Hmm..." Mitsui scratched his head, picked up the rest of the tableware, and said nothing.

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When he left Qihai's house, the sky was already slightly dark, and the time to make an appointment with the doctor was approaching. Mitsui turned to look at Qihai at the door: "Then I'm leaving."

"Well, Mitsui-kun, come on." Qihai couldn't help clenching his fists to cheer him up, and the worry in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"Fool..." Mitsui smiled and rubbed Nanami's Ryukai, "What's there to cheer for?" He paused, then reached out and took out the magnolia flower amulet from his pocket: "Besides, you didn't beg for me. Got this? It'll be fine."

"Yeah!" Qihai put her head on Mitsui's chest, and suddenly hugged the wild dog quickly and tightly, "Come on!"

"Oh...?" Before Mitsui could react, the person in his arms had trotted back to the door, just looking at him silently with a blushing face.

This time Mitsui really laughed out: "Fool... What a fool."

"Let's go." With one hand in his pocket, he turned and walked towards the way he came.

The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, and a round of golden light glowed around the silhouette. It was fluffy, just like a hero on a journey in comics.

"Mitsui-kun! Come on! Come on!!" Nanami suddenly shouted loudly.

Mitsui Shou didn't look back, he waved back casually, and strode forward without hesitation.

[I will work hard. 】

[Don't worry about me. 】

……

The Harada cram school recommended by Asano is indeed the No. [-] in Kanagawa. First of all, the location of the cram school is unique.The cram school is located on the second floor of a comprehensive office building, and the first floor is a bookstore selling supplementary materials such as tutoring books and exam materials. Looking from the window of Nanami's classroom, the opposite is the main entrance of Hiratsuka City Municipal General Library. There are also mostly bookstores and stores related to cultural life on the streets.

Qihai couldn't help but plan secretly in her heart: the reading room looks spacious and bright, it seems that she can come a few hours earlier in the future, buy a sandwich, sit in the library and do homework or something.The coffee shop next to it seems to be open 24 hours, and you can also borrow books before the library closes. After cram school, you can go to the shop to drink black tea and read books...

Too bad, if this is the case, the time with Mitsui-kun will be reduced again.But recently, it's all practice for the competition, so it seems that it's okay to leave for a few days... right?

Qihai looked at the neon-flashing night sky, and couldn't help sighing: "In this atmosphere, it seems difficult not to study well."

"Class is about to start, everyone go back to your seats." With a half-lit cigarette under his fingertips, a tall man in a white coat and slippers walked in with a dozen file folders.

He casually extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the desk, and the unshaven man turned around and wrote two large and scrawled words on the blackboard - "Harada".

"I'm Harada, who is in charge of your class. Well, that's all for the self-introduction. I believe that everyone will come here to improve, and these are irrelevant information about what kind of person I am. Now I come to Talk about the requirements for everyone in the next two months." Harada spoke quickly and urgently, and he threw the form in his hand to Qihai who was sitting in the first row, "You, send it on."

Qihai silently took the form and stood up.Sure enough, the command sentence pattern is exactly the same as Asano-sensei...

Harada rolled up his sleeves and continued: "I personally believe that blind efforts without goals are a waste, so the main task for everyone in the first week is to think about what your goals are. Oh, right—don't tell me The nonsense of improving a single subject, let alone being so ambitious as a scientist, here is a vulgar cram school with a clear goal and throwing you into your ideal university! Which university to study and what major, this is the goal you want to find. Next There will be an all-subject quiz this weekend, then please hand in this goal form together with your papers! Do you understand?"

Silent.

Harada scanned the audience and took a deep breath: "Do you understand—!?"

"Ming, understand..." Qihai's ears buzzed from the lion's roar.

"Okay, class starts!" Harada turned around and wrote on the blackboard.

Nanami turned the notebook to a new page, drawing a meaningless circle with a pencil on the blank space.

I always feel that I understand the reason why Harada and Asano are friends...

……

At the same time, at the Noguchi General Hospital, Mitsui Shou looked nervously at Dr. Fujino's frowning.

The bearded doctor Fujino shook the X-ray film in his hand, and the sound of beeping sounded unusually loud in the quiet consultation room.

He stretched out his hand to help his glasses: "Well... your leg is hurt..."

Mitsui swallowed uncontrollably: "What, what?"

"Your leg injury has completely healed and is recovering very well." Dr. Fujino suddenly smiled kindly on his stern face, "Congratulations, Mitsui. Even playing basketball is completely fine."

"Huh..." Mitsui breathed a long sigh of relief, "What a doctor, you almost scared me to death just now!"

"Ahaha... For a disobedient patient like Mitsui, it is still necessary to scare him." Fujino smiled and stretched out his hand, "Congratulations, Mitsui. After two full years, I can finally say congratulations to you."

"Doctor Fujino..." Mitsui couldn't help being filled with emotion, he stretched out his hand to hold it firmly, "Thank you."

Fujino smiled: "In the future, don't let me see you here again."

"Tsk, got it!" Mitsui stood up with his hands in his pockets, "Do you think I'm willing to come?"

……

The smell of disinfectant, the bitter aroma of the pharmacy, the snow-white energy-saving lamps... The automatic door opened silently, and Mitsui bowed his head and stepped out of the hospital.He took a deep breath, letting the cool wind of the early summer night blow away the haze in his heart.

Looking up at the signboard on the roof of the hospital, the big characters of Noguchi General Hospital are eye-catching and familiar under the spotlight.

Mitsui Shou raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "In the future - I will never come again."

"The next opponent is the Xiangyang team, which is as famous as Hainan..." Finally, without being troubled by leg injuries, Mitsui smiled confidently, "But with me, Mitsui Hisashi, Xiangbei will not lose!"

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He put his hands in his pockets and strode forward, when suddenly a dazzling white light flashed in the darkness at the end of the street.

The familiar roar of heavy locomotives came swiftly.

Attracted by the hustle and bustle of the voice, Mitsui Shou couldn't help but look up - the scorching headlights shot from a distance, and a black shadow was wrapped in the light, and the man's long hair fluttered in the wind, like a dark night the lion...

Before he could see the figure clearly, the locomotive passed by with the rider in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Mitsui suddenly turned his head: "Tetsu Nan?"

"Crack, creak, creak!"

The rapid braking brought out the rubber smell of tires rubbing against the ground, and the engine that was roaring at high speed just now turned into a gentle whisper, and Tetsuo leaned over the car with one foot: "Mitsui?"

"Tetsuo!" Facing Tetsuo who was still the same, Mitsui suddenly didn't know what to say, he stared at him silently.

Tetsuo's long hair hung back, stiffened by the southern Shonan sea breeze. He wore a denim jacket as thin as usual, and a white collarless T-shirt was exposed from the open front.She still looked dragging, and still had the same indifferent eyes, although she hadn't seen him for more than a month after the basketball hall.

Tetsuo parked the locomotive and casually sat on the metal guardrail by the side of the road.He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and looked lightly at the signboard of Noguchi General Hospital: "..."

Mitsui reacted: "Ah, I just came to check the old knee injury..."

There was a crisp sound of lifting the lid of the lighter, and flames burst out.Tetsuo didn't speak, just lowered his head and lit his cigarette slowly.

The black Seven Star cigarettes ignited small red spots in the night wind, and the smell of tobacco was as familiar as ever.

This scene is too ordinary, as if it has been experienced thousands of times, the locomotive is parked on any side of the road, Mitsui stands aside, watching Tetsuo leaning on the iron railing and silently lighting a cigarette... Mitsui Ichi Some trance.

"You cut your hair short." Tie Nan suddenly broke the silence with a cigarette in his mouth.

"what……"

"It's really like an athlete..." Tetsuo sighed with a chuckle.

Mitsui: "...!"

Just such a sentence, the two of them suddenly distanced themselves.

Invisible walls separated them on both sides, it was only a step away, and it was the same scene as in the past - Mitsui stood on the side watching Tetsuo smoking - but was split into two by the torrent of unknown things world.

【Ah, already...】

Mitsui originally wanted to say a lot, but at this moment, it was as if it was stuck in his throat, unable to make a sound.

Seeing Mitsui like this, Tetsuo suddenly grinned: "Hey... This look suits you better."

"Tetsuo..." Something, something surged in his chest... Mitsui clenched his fists.

Suddenly there was a screeching siren from the other side of the street.

Tie Nan looked up and said, "Tsk! They're catching up again. I thought they'd given up a long time ago!"

Smoke spit out from the corner of his mouth and dissipated into the air. Tetsuo stood up and smiled: "I can't help it! I hate wearing a helmet the most..."

The sound of the siren was getting closer and closer, the man raised his legs and stepped onto the motorcycle, and the engine roared again.

Looking back at Mitsui who was still in place, Tetsuo's lips curled up slightly: "Goodbye, sports boy."

Too late to say goodbye, too late to say one more word, Tetsuo's figure has gone away.The long hair like a lion danced wildly in the June night wind, just like that man's arrogance.

"Iron Man..."

It wasn't until the noise of the locomotive disappeared at the street corner that the police car arrived late like a joke, yelling into the loudspeaker while chasing after it: [The motorcycle in front stops!That motorcycle in front! 】

The red and blue police lights flashed and rushed past Mitsui's side, and the siren was mixed with an exasperated roar: [Stop the car for me! !The guy without the helmet—! ! 】

The noise of chickens flying and dogs jumping gradually disappeared after the car passed the corner.

Mitsui chuckled suddenly - that guy... is still the same...

Iron Man will always be Iron Man.

And Mitsui Shou, after all, Mitsui Shou.

"Goodbye... Tetsuo."

Looking at the end of the street where the calm has returned, Mitsui said softly.

He turned around slowly, the street lights were dark, and the night was as cool as water.

The wind blew past, and his scalp felt a chill, Mitsui couldn't help shivering: "Well, the wind tonight is really cold..."

He scratched his short hair and muttered in his heart: because he cut his hair short...?