[Black Basket] So handsome that he has no friends

Ryo Shinomiya tugged down on the mask that covered most of her face.

There was a big coat over the T-shirt, which instantly made her slender figure a size bigger.

When the questioning eyes from around gathered on her, she coughed twice with guilt, pretending to be seriously ill.Her fake coughing even made her cheeks flush from trying so hard.

After doing all this, she suddenly felt very tired.

Although she had been doing mental construction for several days, until now, she still felt a violent sense of shame attacking her brain nerves fiercely.

A few months ago, even if she imagined herself wearing a "Akashi Saiko" T-shirt walking in broad daylight, the feeling of despair and anger would make her want to hang herself on the Tokyo Tower in the next second.

But now, she has unconsciously learned to struggle to survive in misfortune.

Began to become like an unscrupulous social person.

It's all the fault of this ruthless society.

While shirking responsibility so sadly, she sighed heavily and pulled the mask up again.

The auditorium before the game was full of excited girls, passionate teenagers and teenagers who had nothing to do with themselves and lacked interest.Xiaogong Ryo observed the terrain, and wisely chose to be behind a few tall teenagers in an inconspicuous corner.

It's not that the squad leader doesn't have the so-called sense of collective honor, and it's not that he doesn't do things properly, but whenever Akashi sees her wearing such a T-shirt with no self-esteem, the expression that may appear in the other party's eyes, she I can't wait to plunge into the sewer at the door first.

Why on earth did I have to work so hard to win the position of squad leader, so I stayed up all night preparing the election draft...

She couldn't figure out the reason now.

what……

By the way, it seems that another candidate at that time was Akashi Seijuro-san.

The naive girl in her childhood thought she had worked so hard to finally become the squad leader of Group A, and she was proud of it for a long time.Ahh, what an unbearable past.

She took out her mobile phone and checked the time. It was less than 10 minutes before the start of the game. After the staff arranged the venue for the match, they began to clear it. The girls in the auditorium also began to move impatiently.It's like dating someone you've had a crush on for a long time.

Shinomiya girl felt that what would follow would be a long torment.

Sure enough, I shouldn't have compromised weakly at the beginning, because the class teacher looks like Masao Okada in the confession.

This is probably God's retribution for myself as a face controler.

Amidst the girl's remorse and remorse, players from both sides of the game began to enter the field.

Under normal circumstances, the opponents at the beginning will not be a strong competitive team. As a prestigious school like Luoshan University, the only thing to watch in the game is that a few players of their own body and appearance are running on the field. And the picture of sweating.

Those moving shots may be captured by certain departments under the student union, and then made into posters and posted in every corner of the school or published in the admissions brochure.

It's just too superficial.

Just because it looks good or something...

As a face-control girl, Xiaogong pays attention to concealment, and when the referee announces that "Luoshan players are on the field", she unconsciously follows the frenzied shouts from the surroundings. From the front row, two teenagers who seem to be from the Judo club Peeping gazes cast from gaps in the body.

Coincidentally, she happened to catch sight of Captain Luo Shan who was the last to enter the arena behind Ye Shan.

Due to the long distance, the expression on the captain's face is basically invisible, but it is not difficult to imagine that person's expressionless and stiff appearance; the artificial light source in the room is extraordinarily bright, which makes his unusual hair color change. Even brighter, almost to the point of blinding.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a fifty-yen coin, shining all over its body.

After only a moment of trance, Akashi on the field suddenly raised his head without warning, and his eyes swept across the auditorium.

It was obviously impossible to see, but Ryo Shinomiya felt almost sure that she saw her panicked reflection reflected in those eyes.

Was—was discovered!

She lowered her head abruptly, but because of the excessive movement and the narrow space between the front and rear rows, her head hit hard on the soft back of the judo boy in the front row.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Sensing movement behind him, the young man turned around, and the gap between the walls instantly became huge.

About to lose the cover, Shinomiya girl suddenly felt a strong feeling, as if the embarrassment of running naked/running in front of everyone hit her head and face.

Almost subconsciously, she quickly threw herself sideways into the empty space beside her, keeping her body under the cover of the back of the chair.

The judo boy was taken aback.

He froze for a moment, his voice trembling with uncertainty, "Xiao...Xiaogong classmate...? Are you okay?"

Xiaogong Ryo hasn't forgotten his setting of "severe cold", so he coughed loudly twice in cooperation, "No...cough cough, it's nothing, just a little dizzy all of a sudden."

Immediately afterwards, she heard the judo boy take a deep breath.

Immediately afterwards, an explosive roar like an earthquake rang through her ears.

"Who can help! Xiaogong-san fainted!!!"

Then, she didn't know if it was because she was too close to the sound source that she was shaken out of hallucinations, and she seemed to feel that the originally noisy arena suddenly became quiet.

It must have been a curse or something.

Even if Akashi originally had a 90.00% chance of not noticing her at all, but now he may also know that a Shinomiya-san fainted here.

At this moment, her only thought was that with such a heavyweight player, it was unbelievable that Luoshan's judo club hadn't won a place in the national league.

She lay down on the seat and wanted the lifeguard to carry her away, so it made sense.

However, in the next second, the girl who shouldered the responsibility of being the squad leader suddenly remembered that after the game, she would stay and pick up trash.

There seemed to be tears in the eye sockets, but they couldn't flow out anyway.

The so-called desire to cry but no tears is probably such a mood.

She propped herself up on the seat, and quickly stopped those around her before they swarmed up to lift her up.

Accompanied by the rhetoric of "I'm really fine! I can't go, I have to stay and pick up the trash", the referee finally blew the whistle to start the game.

The opponent in this game is an unknown rookie—perhaps not even a "rookie", and the players seem to come from the volleyball club next door to play soy sauce.

Because the opponent is weak, there is no passion in the game at all, and the rhythm is lukewarm like a warm-up.

It seems that the winner has been known from the beginning, so no matter how big the difference in the final score is, there is no special surprise.

But girls are always happy.

While the referee was blowing the whistle, Shinomiya Ryo vaguely heard the girls in the front rows discussing Hayama-senpai's muscles with excited voices.

Shinomiya Ryo was not interested in this at all.

She has seen the muscles of senior Ha Shan a long time ago, and if she had to give a score, it was barely at the level of 85%.For Senior Dai, [-] points can be given out of selfishness.

Although the Captain usually looks pale and weak, he is actually a little bit unexpected. In terms of scores...

Ugh.

It's all a mess.

I have worn the mask for too long, so the oxygen supply to the brain is insufficient, so I think that some of these things are not there.

She took off her mask, shook her head vigorously, and took out an oversized black garbage bag from the pocket of her jacket, shaking it with a loud swishing noise.

Everyone in Group A cooperated and took away the packaging bags of snacks when they left the field, but there were always bits and pieces of leftovers such as candy wrappers and private corners from the plastic packaging bags.

It takes more time to clean up the garbage bit by bit.

Time passed slowly between her repeated movements of bending down and getting up.

When she finally threw the plastic paper with Mr. GALIGALI's big face printed on it into the trash bag, a ray of intensely colored sunset that shot into the empty basketball court from the ventilation window at a high place happened to fall on the side of her face.

The sun is cool this season.

Xiaogong girl exhaled slowly, squinting her eyes to watch the carbon dioxide cool and form a thin layer of white water vapor in the air.

With a garbage bag in one hand and her schoolbag in the other, she silently felt that the scene of her walking out of the basketball gym was very desolate and sad.

Awesome, she has been able to think of such advanced vocabulary subconsciously.

The girl gave herself a thumbs up.

The sky is like melted orange shaved ice, and the sun is like a garnish cherry hanging silly on the edge of the glass.

A crow flapped its wings and flew overhead, yelling "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh") as they flapped their wings vigorously.

It fits her mood very well.

She decided to buy herself a bowl of shaved ice on the way home.Although she didn't play the game herself, she has accumulated more tiredness these days than anyone else.

Being so exhausted that it appears to be hypoglycemic.

It was as if a hallucination appeared in front of my eyes.

Akashi is indeed a cursed existence. When she is weakest and most vulnerable, she still sees Akashi's phantom flashing back and forth in her vision.

She closed her eyes, ignoring the phantom who looked like Akashi at the entrance of the basketball hall, and quickened her pace, wanting to quickly replenish her sugar.

Not far away, I heard a voice from behind, "Xiao Gong." In such a flat tone, he called his name.

The footsteps paused.

Suddenly accelerated a few steps.

Then stop again.

Think for a few seconds.

She turned around, frowning, her eyes open.

Then blinked.

seemingly……

It's not an illusion.

"Akashi-kun...?"

The questioning tone was too obvious, and Akashi raised his eyebrows, "Come to help with a sickness? It's not something you would do at all."

"This is just my duty as the class leader. Since Ogino-sensei asked me to do this, even though I don't care about Akashi-kun's results in your competition, I still have to fulfill my responsibilities. That's all. Excessive self-awareness is very troublesome. Yes, Akashi-kun... oh..."

so tired.

I was so tired that I couldn't even cheer up what I usually find the most challenging thing - mocking Akashi.

She shook her head, turned around and walked slowly towards the garbage collection place.

"whatever."

She just wants to eat shaved ice now, and she doesn't care about anything else.

"Wait a minute." In her obsession with shaved ice, she heard Akashi call out to her in a daze, and before she had time to react, a shadow suddenly enveloped her, and then a cool palm fell on her forehead.

The author has something to say: Akashi in the original book... how should I put it, it reminds me of the big BOSS in Hokage and Bleach. It’s just a kind of actual boss who is a good person, but he has been blackened for a while. After defeating, free orz from the curse of blackening...

I don’t know if it’s Uncle Juan’s big brain or mine...I feel like I can’t accept the setting of the original book anymore

So Akashi in this article is just the male protagonist of a teenage novel, a bit of a second grader, but not sick.There is no such thing as a black boss with a split personality.Students who don’t accept this setting, just take this as AU QAQ