[Kuroko's Basketball] The First Promise

Pay for the mistakes you made.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ In the case of extreme anger, Qingfeng felt that his heart was actually more He was usually calm, and this kind of calm made him feel horrible.On the way back to the dormitory with Heizi in his arms, he didn't say a word, and he didn't even dare to hold the person in his arms too tightly for fear of pressing on the tiny wounds on his body.He didn't dare to walk too fast when going up the steps.The man with the blood on his cheek just quietly leaned against Qingfeng's chest, his bangs covered his eyelids when he lowered his eyebrows, Qingfeng couldn't see Heizi's expression clearly when he looked down, so he could only clenched his back teeth, I don't know how many times I have denounced my dereliction of duty in my heart.

Still didn't speak, Qingfeng carried Heizi directly into his dormitory, from Heizi's dazed eyes, it could be seen that his mood was quite wrong, Qingfeng naturally didn't want too many people to disturb him, so he carefully put him on the bed Helped him adjust his posture and be careful not to let Heizi press on the wound.

Qingfeng clenched his fist, turned and went to the bathroom.Fortunately, his roommate recently had an emergency at home and didn't live in school, otherwise tonight would be even more troublesome.After receiving a basin of clear water, Aomine took out his cell phone while soaking the towel in it, stopped his movements after typing a few words, paused, and directly opened the shortcut key to dial Akashi's number.

When he came out with the basin, the person on the bed still maintained the previous lying posture, his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were trembling all the time. I don’t know if it was because of pain or emotion. After the blood dried up, tears kept pouring out of his right eye socket. Don’t worry. It's not slow, but it makes Qingfeng's heart twitch tightly.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Qingfeng lightly supported Heizi's back and slowly helped him up so that he could lean against his arms, wrung out the wet towel in the basin, and gently wiped Heizi's forehead and right cheek blood on.

Seemingly feeling his right eye being touched, Heizi subconsciously recognized his face.

Qingfeng pinched the towel and immediately stopped moving.He knew that he was usually neither light nor heavy, and it would be bad if the force was too heavy and hurt people.Holding Heizi's waist, Qingfeng whispered: "Azhe, shall we go to the hospital?"

Heizi shook his head.

It's hard to say anything, Qingfeng can only help him wipe off the blood with the lightest force possible, wash the blood-stained towel again, and then clean up the blood-stained arm.

Although it is a skin trauma, it can last for a long time.Qingfeng rubbed his brows and wrinkled tightly.

He didn't want to recall what it was like when he saw Heizi.The man just collapsed on the cold cobblestone road, huddled tightly.When he saw Heizi's blood that covered half of his face, he felt that the anger in his chest was almost uncontrollable.He could guess who did this, but he knew that now was not the time to find someone to fight with. Now that Heizi's injury was so serious, he had to be taken to treat the wound first no matter what.

Along the way, he told himself countless times that he must never leave Heizi for half a step in the future, and he must never let Heizi face this kind of thing again.When this strong emotion reached a peak, he suddenly calmed down, and kept asking himself, what is the use of saying these words, whether he has done a good job, and whether he will make the same mistake in the future, after all No one can guarantee the future, he can only do his best, try his best to keep this person from being hurt within his visible range.

Because I often get scratches when playing basketball, there are still regular external medicines. Qingfeng found the medical kit from under the bed, took tweezers and alcohol cotton, and gently disinfected the wound on Heizi’s forehead. The pain stimulated the injury and made Heizi Turning his face away several times, Qingfeng didn't say anything, just hugged him tighter, after a long time, Heizi slowly turned back and let Qingfeng continue to treat the wound.

Qingfeng also knew that Heizi was in pain, but he couldn't help it. He moved his hands faster, hoping to make the pain go faster, but the alcohol swab was wiped in the wrong place several times, and finally cleaned up the wound on his forehead. Only then did Qingfeng find out I broke out in a cold sweat.

His hand moved down slightly, just as he was about to carefully wipe the skin cut by eye fragments around Heizi's eye sockets, when the person in his arms suddenly spoke to stop him: "Wait..."

Qingfeng immediately stopped moving.

"I'll do it myself... just fine."

Heizi stretched out his unbruised hand to grab Aomine's tweezers, and the latter avoided his movement with a frown.It's not that Qingfeng disagrees, but that he is too worried.It was difficult for him to guess what Heizi was thinking at the moment, and it was absolutely impossible to let him do anything in this mental state.

"It's okay. Ah Zhe, please close your eyes first." Qingfeng said in a low voice, pressed Heizi's raised hand, and continued to carefully wipe the scratched eye sockets for him, and also to prevent alcohol from falling into Heizi's eyes Eye.The person in his arms bit his lower lip tightly, as if trying to control some emotions.

"The league will start next week." After a long while, Aomine continued: "I will tell Akashi to let you rest well in the first two games, and then play after your injury recovers."

Heizi suddenly opened his eyes, this action made Qingfeng move the tweezers away immediately, and the alcohol almost fell into the eye sockets of the man.

Because there are always too many choices in front of him, Heizi always looks back habitually.

He remembered that that person once said that.

The person said, Heizi, you have an eye injury, so you might not be able to play, right?Don't worry about recovering from your injuries, and continue playing together after you recover.

He has been recuperating since then and has never been allowed to play again.

It's not because he was overthinking, but because of the past memories, he couldn't help but have some assumptions about the future, and because of the assumptions, he was afraid.

What kind of thing is more painful and cruel than being forced to give up the things you love the most.

When everyone in the locker room cheered and won each victory, he could only squat at the door, listening to those harsh voices, allowing the feeling of loss to grow from the bottom of his heart, shattering his love for basketball little by little.He knows that because of injuries, he has lost too much.

He didn't even dare to go in, didn't dare to share the joy of victory with them.

In the cheers in the room behind him, without him, there is no need for him, and who else can remember him.

He is no longer the main force in Seirin's eyes. Without his outstanding ability, he is not even as good as the most ordinary bench player. At that time, he really saw his own insignificance and incompetence. When he won the championship, he finally had the courage to stand side by side with Vulcan, instead of just silently following behind Vulcan.He thought that this state could be maintained forever, thought that, too many thought that they all lost to fate.

He had already been hurt once, and was abandoned once, and he finally mustered up the courage to go back to the original starting point. He didn't want to let everything he lost and regained repeat the same mistakes.

"……I see."

It seems that a long time has passed, until the second before Qingfeng was about to ask, Heizi said slowly.

Heizi slightly raised his lower lip, smiling bitterly, as if breaking down through tears, "I won't... trouble everyone."

"Why are you causing trouble?" Qingfeng immediately frowned, and his tone immediately became a little uncomfortable.He doesn't like Heizi's words very much, he is obviously the most important and indispensable existence, why can't he see his own importance.

Heizi smiled slightly, but it was full of sarcasm. He slightly raised his head to look at the ceiling, and it took a long time before he said lightly, "I once... had a broken right eye socket."

Qingfeng opened his eyes slightly.He doesn't know what happened to Heizi, and he won't ask, he just waits for Heizi to truly face what happened before telling him personally, just like today, he doesn't want to ask what happened to Heizi, this person He had suffered too many injuries, and he couldn't bear to be uncovered by others to force him to repeat the story.

"It was a street basketball game." Heizi closed his eyes, as if he was remembering and didn't want to look at Qingfeng's expression, he said slowly sentence by sentence: "Because of the opponent's malicious foul, the right eye socket was fractured, resulting in eye injury. Muscle injury. So I can no longer play misdirection, and I can no longer help the team. Seirin... was pushed to failure by me."

He remembered the scene when the Vulcan team lost every game in the third year of high school. The rain fell heart-piercingly on the night of the last disastrous defeat. Those junior members cried unwillingly and asked why he didn't Why didn't you help Seirin win the championship on the field.At that time, he could only keep silent, his right eye was blurred, he thought it was just because of an eye injury that he couldn't see the scene clearly, but he didn't know that there were too many tears in front of his eyes.

"The me now... is useless." Heizi slowly opened his eyes, and raised his hand to stroke the scar on the edge of his eye socket. Although the scar left after the operation was small, it still made his fingertips ache. : "Even if Akashi-kun doesn't say it, I can understand. Only those who can lead the team to victory will be valued by Akashi-kun. If I stay in the team, it will only hinder everyone."

It was also the first time for Qingfeng to hear Kuroko speak in such a tone. He silently picked up the alcohol cotton and helped Kuroko wipe the wound on his arm. After a long time, he said seriously: "Zhe, you really don't understand Akashi."

Heizi set his eyes on Qingfeng's face.

"Although that guy is the captain... But in the game, he is more inclined to let you become the pillar on the field. Without Azhe, everyone will not be able to unite."

Heizi stared blankly at Qingfeng's face.

"Well, Ah Zhe is an indispensable existence. If possible, I really hope that Ah Zhe can play in every game." Qingfeng laughed, as innocent as he did many years ago.Those dark eyes flickered slightly, and the tone was as familiar as usual, so familiar that people couldn't help but want to rely on it: "——Every game, I want to bump fists with Ah Zhe."

"—and light and shadow should have walked side by side and relied on each other."

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ +++++++ After the cold beer was poured into the throat, there was a pungent and pungent sensation. Huaze squeezed the beer can and threw it into the trash can opposite, rubbing his sore wrist.

"Heh..." With a sneer in his throat, Hua Ze leaned against the basketball hoop, took a couple of sips of beer from one of his attendants, and said, "Freshmen are getting more and more arrogant now, it's really bad if you don't suppress them." There's no law."

"But arrogance is arrogance, and it will not work at critical moments."

"Yeah, look at him like that, he'd be scared to death if he bleeds a little, he can't even beat him to his heart's content!"

"It's okay, he will feel better in the future, and it will take a long time."

"Yeah, yeah, hehehe..."

The phalanx was pinched, Hua Ze turned his neck and stopped laughing with them: "Let's go, don't go back and check the bed time is coming."

One of the boys squatting under the ball frame stood up first, patted the dirt on his trouser legs, and was about to walk out of the open-air court. After drinking the can of beer, Huaze bent down to re-tie the loose shoelaces , but when he raised his head again, he only felt that his eyes were covered by a black shadow, and then the black shadow fell to his shoe, accompanied by the dull sound of his body hitting the ground, another follower immediately let out a low cry of surprise.

Looking at the boy who fell at his feet, Hua Ze was stunned for a few seconds and immediately looked up.

Akashi stood quietly outside the barbed wire gate of the open-air stadium, the sharp scissor blades shone with a strange silver light under the reflection of the moonlight, and the dark red pupils were filled with a kind of calm before the storm.For some reason, seeing Akashi like this, Hanazawa's Adam's apple trembled slightly.

"Just now you said..." Akashi's eyes moved down and landed on the person who hadn't gotten up for a long time, but his tone was always flat, so flat that it made people creepy: "—Who will feel better in the future?"

"Ha, great president, I can see clearly that I'm not in the basketball club now, so stay out of my way." Hanazawa's dissatisfaction with Akashi has long existed, and the sense of accomplishment after beating Kuroko hard today makes him feel excited Going up, and after drinking a few sips of wine, he immediately became courageous, and even walked directly in front of Akashi. Because of the height difference, Hanazawa looked down at Akashi contemptuously, and sneered: "Or, you also want to The senior is here to teach you a good lesson?"

The arc of Akashi's lips increased, but his tone was as cold as ice:

"He's tall and courageous, but it's a pity that it's inversely proportional to his IQ."

Hanazawa narrowed his eyes, how could he withstand such a provocation, under the impulsiveness of alcohol, he punched Akashi's face with a hook, and in the next second he felt a heart-piercing pain in his right hand , that punch full of strength hit straight at the pair of sharp scissors, the sharp blade directly cut through his fingers and pierced into his palm.

The blood fell down with a patter, and then flowed instead.The pain directly made him scream, and the shrill voice echoed in the basketball court in a strange and terrifying way.

"Those who defy me, even their parents, must die."

Akashi sneered, and pulled out the scissors. The pain of the blade rubbing against the flesh made Hanazawa's screaming a level up again. In the next second, he felt the terrifying silver light flashing through his eyes, and Hanazawa retreated instinctively, still feeling his forehead. A while ago, the warm liquid sprayed out, and the hot burning sensation invaded his skin. The heels of his shoes tripped on the steps behind him, and Huaze sat slumped on the cold hard ground. There was a bloodstain on his forehead that was not deep. Gradually revealed, a few wisps of blood separated and slid down the bridge of his nose.

After licking the blood spot stained on the scissors, Akashi's cold eyes turned to the two people not far away who had been stupid enough to stand still and forgot to escape, and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "You two did it too?"

Fear caused the two people to instinctively shake their heads desperately. Akashi smiled and turned his eyes back to the face below him. He squatted down, and the scissors pressed against Hanazawa's soft jaw to force him to look up. The latter held his hand on the ground Trembling violently, Adam's apple was sliding back and forth.

"So it seems that you are the only one who did it?"

Akashi separated the blades of the scissors, stuck the man's neck between the blades, leaned over and whispered in Hanazawa's ear: "So weak...it's not even worth dying."

Hanazawa faltered, he even felt that the sharp blade was about to pierce his throat, and the cold sweat continued to break out, and the fear in his eyes made Akashi smile with satisfaction.

"Then tell me." Akashi tightened the blade slightly: "Tetsuya got hurt somewhere."

"I... no, no..." Hanazawa spoke intermittently, as if he was trying to control his fear, his voice was about to change, seeing Akashi's eyes seemed to be gradually stained with impatience, Hanazawa said Only then managed to utter a complete sentence: "No... I didn't... how could I touch him..."

"Is that so?" Akashi smiled slightly, and looked at the boy who had been stabbed to the ground with a pair of scissors earlier: "You tell me."

The boy clutched his left waist tightly, and the blood continued to flow out between his fingers. He was so painful that he couldn't speak, but it seemed that he wanted to take out his pocket. The boy next to him who had already been frightened At this time, he suddenly reacted, rushed over and turned over the man's pocket, eagerly took out the phone inside, called up the photo taken earlier, leaned over and handed it to Akashi with both hands as if flattering or fearful.

Akashi took it with one hand and glanced twice, the blood in that bright red pupil immediately turned thicker.

"very good."

After a while, Akashi said quietly.

The boy who had handed over the phone before could not help but take a step back.

"very good."

The knuckles were slightly white, and Akashi broke the flip phone abruptly.

He laughed softly, and looked down at Hua Ze who was slumped on the ground.

"How do I know... I didn't know he was so weak!" In the situation of extreme fear, a kind of fearless courage suddenly came up, Hanazawa suddenly clenched his bloody fists, and directly yelled at Akashi: "Fight!" It’s just a punch, who knows that’s it! He doesn’t want to blame others! I’m just not satisfied with his existence, what’s wrong!? I’m the one in the main election, so why should I be replaced by him!”

"The quota is determined by me." Akashi interrupted coldly, "Why don't you come to me directly."

"Looking for you... Everyone knows that the two of you are together, what's the use of talking to you! Akashi Seijuro, don't think I'm really afraid of you, no matter how powerful you are, you don't dare to kill me, haha, yes Do you want to kill someone? Do you have the guts? How can you be proud of yourself as the president of the basketball club! Let me tell you—that Kuroko Tetsuya is not worthy of being selected for the main election at all. Even an idiot in the game that day could see it It was his teammates who helped him complete the game, without you, he would be nothing!"

"Do you think I dare not kill you?" Akashi's thumb and index finger hooked back at the same time, and the scissors stuck between Hanazawa's neck immediately swung back, cutting the soft neck instantly, ignoring Huazawa's screams , Akashi leaned into his ear and said quietly: "It's useless for you to provoke me like this. The fault is that you shouldn't question that kid's strength in front of me."

Even if it was a skin trauma, the sharp pain caused by the neck made Hanazawa unable to continue to taunt Kuroko. Before he could make the next move, Akashi had already pulled back the scissors and stabbed at his left arm.Huaze stared blankly at the scissors swinging towards him, and had no strength to dodge any longer. When the blood splashed out, the frightened boy who fell on the ground before burst into tears.

Like a silent killing, Hua Ze looked at the bleeding arm, numbness seemed to block the pain.

Akashi is a smart man, every stab he stabs is not fatal but can exert the most extreme pain.

"Did you hit him with this hand?" Akashi smiled slightly, "Or did I stab him wrong—it should be the right hand?"

Hua Ze stared at him blankly.

Akashi was not satisfied with Hanazawa's reaction.He stood up and dialed Qingfeng's number, asked a few simple questions, closed the phone, and looked over with a smile: "It seems that you have forgotten something, let me help you remember it. You also hurt his arm and right hand, right?"

Huaze suddenly choked up a sob, and the cool wind blew on his exposed wound, causing a piercing pain.

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't... hit him..."

Hua Ze whimpered and said that the cool wind had made most of his alcohol pass away, and he who had the courage to yell before finally realized now that this person, such a terrifying person, was so easy to kill.The terrifying aura above his head gradually shrouded him like a haze, robbing his remaining courage little by little.In this dark and lonely night, misery and regret accompany each other.

"Yes, you shouldn't." Akashi hooked the scissors with his index finger and twirled around, before laughing again: "Because he is mine."

The red-haired young man looked at the loser on the ground with a haughty attitude. He stepped on Huaze's abdomen, and his tone was as cold and distant as before: "——The mistakes I made, please pay for it."

At that moment, Huaze thought he was in hell.

He knew he couldn't die, he would just keep hurting.

Over and over, tortured for the mistakes he made.

The numbness caused his consciousness to gradually disintegrate, but the pain did not decrease any more.