[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

As the night gradually deepened, the lights in the windows on the second floor of Qihai House were still on.

[Try to enjoy high school life, make a few hardcore friends, go singing, shopping, watching movies, fall in love, participate in various club activities, and work hard to find your interests and talents,]

...Try to enjoy high school life,

Thinking about Beicun's words, Qihai reached out and opened the desk drawer.

Under the orange light, a small point-and-shoot camera lay there quietly.

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The beauty of Enoshima that I missed last time, let’s take a picture of it tomorrow.

With a faint smile, Qi Haixue got up and went to wash.

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The weather was fine on Sunday, and Nanami set off early in the morning, with two hand-held rice balls in her bag for breakfast.

It was still early, and there were only a few people in the station. Everyone sat or stood quietly, reading newspapers or checking their phones.Hearing the whistling sound of the train approaching from a distance, Nanami Snow tiptoed her head to look, facing the faint morning light, Enoden's green body slowly broke into sight.

coming!

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and Qihai jumped into the car with a small step.

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The Shonan Sea in the early morning of winter is shrouded in a strange pink mist.Enoshima is lying on the other side of the coast like a cute puppy. The light from the lighthouse has long been extinguished, but the rising sun is reflected on the glass lookout, reflecting golden lights.

Qihai rubbed her hands together and took a deep breath.She held up the camera steadily, framed the scene, focused, and pressed the shutter with her fingertips—it would be a good photo.The moment I took the picture, this thought came to my mind.

Walking slowly along the coastline, the jogging youth stepped on the sand with headphones and made shallow footprints, which were quickly swallowed by the waves.

Occasionally, I saw an old man walking with a dog walking across the embankment. The dog took small steps, while the old man walked slowly.

Sitting on the reef for a while, eating a rice ball, the sky gradually brightened.Nanami looked up, and at the end of the blue coastline, there was a huge snow-colored Mount Fuji floating.The vast sky was as clear as blue, and a lone eagle was flying silently.

The light was no longer suitable for photography, and after taking two or three more photos, Qihai put away the camera, turned and walked towards the side of the road.

Suddenly remembered that Mr. Hedgehog-headed satyr was going to eat fox udon noodles, so he took Enoden to the front of Lingnan High School again.Today is Sunday, so I probably won't see Mr. Xiandao.However, the fox udon is delicious and might as well be a lunch.

There was a map of train stations posted in the compartment, and the tram was moving leisurely on the rails, accompanied by a slight tremor, Qi Hai looked up to study the route table.

There seem to be many scenic spots on Enoden's route.Hegang Hachimangu Shrine, Enkaku-ji Temple, Kencho-ji Temple, Myomoto-ji Temple, Meigetsu-in Temple, Tokei-ji Temple, Haizang-ji Temple, Hase-ji Temple, Hokoku-ji Temple...the streets and alleys of Kamakura, the ancient capital, have more than 100 temples Temples and shrines, large and small.

The coastal scenery that slides past the car window, the blue sky is divided by the messy wires, the traffic lights are on and off, the zebra crossing on the sidewalk, the wooden signboard of the ramen shop, the old woman watering the flowers, and the cat quickly walks past the top of the low wall.

The train passed a section of residential houses, and the sun near noon suddenly shone directly on his face through the glass, Qi Hai couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Kamakura?Just take advantage of this opportunity and take a stroll.

I ate a bowl of fox udon noodles at the noodle shop recommended by the hedgehog pervert, and ordered two fried dishes. My stomach was warm and the aroma of the milky white soup was lingering.The mood involuntarily becomes cheerful and lazy.

The afternoon was very leisurely. I took the Enoden alone, and randomly chose the favorite stop to get off.Walking through the narrow ancient streets, Nanami Xue explored the unknown beautiful scenery alone.

The veins of creepers are all over the low wall but one corner, like dry land, or cracked broken porcelain.

The maple leaves are like red flames, the cedar tree leaves turn brown and yellow, and the deep red camellia blooms in the dark green thick leaves, only Ezosong remains calm.

Squatting next to the little Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Qihai twisted her body and held her breath, while two tits were bouncing around in the bushes looking for food.

The small red mouth is holding a small red fruit.

The click of the shutter flickered the two cute elves into the air, and Qihai smiled and stood up.

There are really so many temples in Kamakura. I walked through a section of stone road inadvertently, hidden next to the folk house, and there may be a small temple with the wooden door open quietly, welcoming every uninvited guest.

Qihai gasped and took a deep breath, white mist engulfed the lens, she raised her leg and stepped into the threshold of the small temple.

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Taking water with a ladle to cleanse her hands, Nana confidently wandered around with her camera.

In the main hall, the old abbot was dozing off in front of the Buddha with a wooden fish in his hand, and an Akita dog squatted at the door, neither barking nor running away, only tilting his head at Qihai with eyes as warm as black agate.

"Shh..." Qihai raised her fingers, and took two steps back cautiously, "Don't move~ Good boy..."

And so another photo of the dog arrived.

Qi Hai smiled in satisfaction, put away the camera, and patted the dog's head: "My dear, you are so handsome!" She praised in a soft and affectionate voice.

The puppy, who had squinted its eyes and enjoyed being petted just now, suddenly stood up, and it listened with pricked ears.

"Boom—boom, boom—"

Indistinctly, it seemed to be the sound of a basketball hitting the ground.Qihai also listened attentively—is there a basketball court nearby?

The dog suddenly broke away and ran out.

"Ah..." Qihai stretched out her hand to stop her, but was stopped by the laughter behind her.

"Hehe... let it go." The old monk woke up at some point, and said with a smile, "It's going to meet an old friend."

"Old friend?" Qi Hai was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly bowed, "I'm sorry, I just barged in like this... Excuse me!"

"It's okay, it's okay... The small temple opens its doors wide open, and welcomes guests at any time." The old abbot put down the wooden fish in his hand and waved to Qihai, "Come on, little girl, it seems that you have walked for a long time, come in and have a drink Tea, take a break."

"Thank you."

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"Boom—boom, boom—"

The sound of hitting the ball was intermittent and never stopped. It seemed that only one person was practicing.

Sitting under the wooden corridor, holding a cup of fragrant green tea, Qihai asked curiously: "Excuse me... is there a basketball court near here? I always hear the sound of playing basketball..."

"Basketball court? No, no, no... how can there be a basketball court around here, it's just an open space..." The old monk paused, and suddenly realized, "Oh...you mean Ah Fu."

"Afu?"

"Hehe...he's a kid living nearby. He's a nice guy, but he has a bad temper. Last month, the coach reprimanded him, and he punched the coach on the head in anger."

"Huh—?! Hit, hit the coach?!" Qihai was dumbfounded.

"Ah, he's not a bad boy, it's probably because he's been accumulating for too long and couldn't hold back for a while." The old monk took a sip of tea with a smile, "His coach didn't say anything, but the nature of this matter is bad. The school He was punished and banned from participating in all basketball club activities... From that day on, Ah Fu played alone in the open space behind the temple every day. What you heard was his voice."

"That's it..." Qihai looked up at the high clear sky, and the sound of hitting the ball seemed to come from above his ears, "He must... like playing basketball...?"

"Who says it's not?" The old monk smiled and drank tea with his eyes down.

"Did the dog just go to see him?" Qi Hai asked suddenly.

The old monk raised his eyes and smiled: "Ah, that's right. He comes to play every day, and Zuo Zhisuke visits him every day."

"..." Qihai listened quietly, the muffled sound of the basketball hitting the ground was like hitting her heart.

After the old monk drank a cup of tea, he filled another cup for himself: "...do you want to go and have a look?"

Qihai: "Eh...?"

"They're in the parking space at the back." The old monk pointed to the back door and said with a faint smile, "It's almost time for dinner, and it's time to call Zuo Zhisuke back."

"Okay, I'll call it for you." Qi Hai got up energetically, and walked out the door quickly.

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The closer you get to the back door, the clearer the sound of playing.

Qihai gently pushed open the half-hidden black wooden door. Behind the door was an open space paved with stone slabs, with cars parked in twos and threes around it.A boy in a short-sleeved T-shirt is practicing basketball alone.

The boy closed his eyes, and the ball in his hand bounced and fell, as flexible and obedient as if alive.The ball moves with his hand, pulls up, spins and rubs against the palm of his hand.He moved quickly, shook the ball with both hands, as if a feint during an attack, and then sprinted like lightning!

With an emergency stop, he raised the basketball and leaped high——

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Yoshio Fukuda opened his eyes—the cheers from the audience, cheers from the cheerleaders, and the opponent’s desperately waving arms dissipated like clouds—the clear sky of Kamakura in front of him, so dazzling blue, so...empty .

The ball in his hand was thrown out.Carrying the heat and sweat of a teenager, the orange-red basketball drew a perfect parabola in the air, fell, hit the ground heavily, and bounced even more swiftly.

No slamming rims, no clean and bright court floors, no teammates, no opponents -- nothing.

Nothing at all.

Futian Jizhao was sweating profusely, he stood on the bluestone pavement and panted heavily.

By the way, basketball.

He followed the direction in which the ball rolled down.

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The basketball bounced a few times on the slate, and rolled towards Qi Haixue.

The Akita dog named Sanosuke trotted behind the ball, but a slender hand picked it up before it did.

The orange spherical surface has been polished to a smooth surface, and fluffy burrs have appeared on the leather surface.Qihai stroked it twice, then looked up at the boy who was walking over: "Your ball."

She holds the ball in both hands, flips her wrist, and throws it at the opponent.The basketball landed precisely two-thirds of the distance between the two, bounced up, and was firmly caught by another pair of big hands.

"...Thank you." Ah Fu nodded, turned around and continued to practice.

"You're welcome." Qihai smiled slightly, stroking the camera hanging on her chest with her fingertips, "I took...a great photo."

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The moment the boy shot the ball towards the sky, Qihai couldn't help raising the camera.

The high-jumping boy was still in the posture of throwing the ball. He raised his head and looked at the sky... The orange basketball rushed straight towards the deep blue, as if being swallowed by the clear winter sky.

Qihai quietly watched the boy named Ah Fu practice silently.Feinting, turning and changing hands, sprinting, leaping, throwing a fake ball into the sky where there is nothing... over and over, over and over again... endlessly, as if tireless.

He must... really like playing basketball.

Zuo Zhisuke looked up at Qi Hai curiously: "Wow!"

"Ah... I almost forgot about you." Nanami bent down and touched the dog's head, "Let's go, Zuanosuke. It's time to go home for dinner..."

The author has something to say: In addition to Mitsui, there is another young man who loves basketball and is forced to stay away from the court, and that is Fukuda Jizhao in Lingnan.

The original character who appeared in this chapter: No.13 player of Lingnan basketball team, Fukuda Jizhao.

Coach, I want to play basketball - if possible, Ah Fu will definitely scream desperately, right?

Suddenly found that Meitu Xiuxiu has the function of graffiti and coloring, so the scumbag author has scumbags a lot of illustrations in the past two days... forgot to update_(:з」∠)_

Put two scumbag pictures of scumbag authors:

Seven Seas looks like this.

Put another picture of Xiaosan, it seems to be painted delicately?