[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

"Mitsui-kun, why did you leave the basketball team...," Nanami looked into Mitsui's eyes, "Can I..."

Mitsui was just silent and didn't answer.

"Is...is it related to the injury on the leg?" Qihai stretched out her hand to brush it, but was avoided. She smiled dryly with some disappointment, "Sorry...I shouldn't ask these..."

"It has nothing to do with the leg injury." Mitsui suddenly said in a deep voice.

"Hey," Qihai looked up, but Mitsui kept his head down, his long hair covered his face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, "Then... why is that?"

"...There is no reason." Mitsui was silent for a while, and he looked at the texture of the tatami with fascination, as if there was the answer to all the mysteries, "It's just...suddenly bored...that's it."

"Suddenly... bored?" Nanami repeated, "But... Mitsui-kun obviously likes basketball very much, right? When you were in Takeishi Junior High, didn't you enjoy playing basketball? How could you suddenly get bored...you Didn't you come here to lead the Xiangbei basketball team to dominate the country...?"

Dominate the country...

Mitsui's fingertips sank deep into his palm, and he turned his head to look out the window: "Ah... yes. But that's all in the past. Basketball... things like basketball..." He choked up with difficulty, " The thing about basketball...is just a boring extracurricular activity..."

"Does Mitsui-kun really think so?"

"Yes."

"I thought... people who like basketball can't forget the sound of slapping basketball. You were listening to it in the basketball hall before the sports festival, Mitsui-kun, right? I should... remember correctly." Nanami said affirmatively, "Mitsui-kun's expression...tell me you like basketball."

"Whispering!" Mitsui yelled suddenly, "I don't understand what you're talking about! Why are you asking this all of a sudden!?"

"Because I want to know—! I want..." Qihai paused, and said loudly, "I want to know Mitsui-kun."

Mitsui was stunned for a moment.

"Mitsui-kun, you...you obviously don't like fighting, but you always fight." Qihai slowly sat upright, knelt down in front of Mitsui and said word by word, "Mitsui-kun obviously likes basketball very much, but he doesn't play basketball anymore... …I wonder why."

Why……

There was a sudden restlessness in my heart, anxiety and slight fear came out from a dark corner, Mitsui waved his hand and tried to cover it up loudly: "Tired is bored! There is no reason at all!"

"you're lying!"

Looking at Qihai's stubborn face, Mitsui showed an annoying sneer: "Then what reason do you want? I... am a wild dog, a wild dog running in the wilderness, showing its fangs to this world Ah. Basketball, that kind of... Pediatric games, it's just a domestic dog's self-entertainment. Don't make me laugh with those things..."

He intentionally approached Qihai, and lightly rubbed the girl's earlobe with his lips and teeth: "If you want to know me... we might as well do something else... something more interesting..."

was pushed away violently.

Mitsui staggered a bit, and with a bit of self-deprecation, he stood up with a smirk: "Don't you want to know me? Why? Are you afraid? That's the real me. Didn't I warn you a long time ago, don't Come any closer..."

No, that's not what he wanted to say.He is obviously a very gentle person...why do you always put on a vicious face?

"Mitsui-kun!" Qihai frowned, "Mitsui-kun, what are you... trying to avoid?"

"...!"

"Wild dogs... I don't understand! Mitsui-kun who fights every day like this, doing things he doesn't like... I don't understand! Mitsui-kun who came to me at dawn with scars all over his body ——I don’t understand! Mitsui-kun who suddenly left the basketball team, I don’t understand!” Nanami slowly stood up, “I like basketball but say I’m bored, I don’t understand!!”

Mitsui clenched his fists and lowered his head without speaking.

"Mitsui-kun—he is a hero! He is... a person who has talent and used to run on such a dazzling stage! Mitsui-kun is... a hero who calls for victory!" Nanami blushed, desperately Said, "I don't know how you became like this... Mitsui-kun, you... that is not a so-called wild dog, it is... the barking of a lost dog, right?"

Mitsui suddenly smiled: "Is it a lost dog...hehe..." He was almost full of admiration.

Qihai looked up suspiciously: "Mitsui-kun...?"

He chuckled a few times: "How did I become like this? That's a good question... I really want to ask this question too!" He had a gloomy expression, but he couldn't stop laughing.

"Mitsui...kun?" Qihai stepped forward worriedly, but was stopped by Mitsui's wave of his hand.

Worrying about being worried by a girl in a lower grade... That guy made such a sad expression for himself...

It's really ridiculous, Mitsui Hisashi...falling into such a situation...it's a complete defeat.

Do you still have to stay here to make her worry?Enough...enough... enough embarrassment...

Even here... there is no way to stay any longer.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a wild dog or a stray dog... In short, I've become like this." Mitsui forced a smile and pulled off the blanket on his body, "Thank you for taking care of me today."

"Mitsui-kun, your illness is still not cured..." Qihai stepped forward and wanted to stop him.

"I can't die." Mitsui shook his head and looked at Nanami.There seemed to be a kind of power in those eyes refusing her approach, and Qihai suddenly felt that she had messed up something.

Mitsui worked hard to button up his shirt, put on his coat with one hand and stood up: "Then, I'm taking my leave..."

"Mitsui-kun." Qihai Xiaobu followed behind Mitsui, not knowing what to say.Until the man put on his shoes and opened the door of the entrance.

The noon sun came in directly from the door, shining brightly, and Mitsui Hisashi's tall back was shrouded in that light, just like the afternoon when we met in Wushi country...

With an unknown impulse surging in her chest, Nanami couldn't help shouting out—"I like Mitsui-senpai who plays basketball!"

Mitsui's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Qihai didn't know how cruel these words were to Mitsui who had lost his basketball, she just stared at the back of the hero passionately.

"...Really?" Mitsui turned his back to Nanami and looked up at the sky, "Is that what you want?"

"...Yes." Nanami silently clenched her fists, "I want... I want to see Mitsui-kun stand on the basketball court again! Run on the basketball court and win!"

Mitsui didn't speak.

Nanami took a few steps forward: "Mitsui...?"

The outstretched hand was opened.Qi Haixue was stunned on the spot: "Mitsui-kun...?"

"Sorry..." Mitsui raised his hand to his forehead, took a deep breath, "Sorry, I can't do it."

"Mitsui-kun...? Don't you like basketball the most? You were always so happy on the court... Am I wrong?"

Mitsui's heart seemed to be clenched tightly, and he said calmly with some difficulty: "Really? Maybe."

Taking one step, one step after another, Mitsui Shou walked out of the courtyard slowly, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of the door closing behind him.

·

Mitsui Shou walked slowly on the road, the wound on his body was in pain, he had no strength, maybe he was still having a fever, he was cold.

Nanami Xuexue's words played back repeatedly in his heart, and Mitsui's face had an expression of not getting close to strangers.

[That's not a so-called wild dog, it's... the barking of a stray dog, right? 】The girl's words made him tremble with shame, and his bones suddenly became cold.

Bereavement dog... yeah, that's right.If everything has to be a matter of winning or losing, I'm actually losing all the time - I'm just a poor lost dog...

I tried my best and failed in the end.

【Mitsui-kun... is a hero!It's... a person with talent who used to run on such a dazzling stage! 】

Hero... how ironic... the man calling for victory is now just...

Victory has long been away from me.

Failure is like everyday life, a blank paper on a math test, being knocked to the ground by the opponent's punch in a fight, legs in the mire, and a basketball gym that can never go back.

I long for victory—but victory is far from me.

The cold wind slapped his cheeks, the sun was harsh and glaring, Mitsui tightened his collar in depression,

[But, I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose! 】A voice said.

He shook his head, shaking off the cry in his heart.

Already lost, it's too late...

[I want to win! 】The voice shouted stubbornly.

He frowned, shook his head and smiled: "I don't know what you're talking about..."

[No matter when, maybe it's a dead end, maybe it's overreaching, but I still want to win! 】

"Are you kidding me..."

[I want to win! 】The voice screamed desperately, getting weaker and weaker...【Don't give up...】

"It's too late, idiot..."

I long for victory—but victory is already far away from me.

I tried my best and failed in the end.

Victory is far away from me... far away from me...

·

Unknowingly, he came to the end of the path, the red light on the sidewalk at the crossroads turned on and then turned green, Mitsui Shou stopped for a long time and still lingered in place.

He smiled bitterly, and reached out to stroke his long hair.

It's too bad... there seems to be... nowhere to go.

The crowds on the street are bustling, indifferently rushing about, as if everyone has their own position and direction.

Taking a deep breath, Hisashi Mitsui regained his composure, stretched his long legs, and walked forward without hesitation.

No direction, no dreams, but...at least you can choose to escape...at least...

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In Kanagawa in December, the weather is clear and the wind is biting cold.

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