[Black Basket] Give me a chance to say I love you

Early in the morning, when Midorima went downstairs and saw Takao standing by the side of the road, he couldn't tell whether it was surprise or joy.

Then things changed in front of me, and it seemed to be back to the days when the two of them stuck together every day when they went to and from school.

The only difference is that the cart that was helplessly dragged behind the car, and the slightly tired voice of "Xiao Zhen" are gone.

"Yo, Midorima." Takao carefully poked his mouth out of the scarf, gave a shallow cry and then retracted immediately, his whole head was wrapped by the furry scarf and hat, like some kind of furry little animal.

Seeing the cute appearance of the other party, Midorima couldn't help but want to laugh, but because of his own image, he just used the movement of pushing his glasses to cover up, but the corners of his mouth were slightly twisted, "Takao, what's the matter with your appearance?"

Mentioning his current appearance, Takao looked at Midorima with a bit of mourning. Midorima could almost imagine the angle of the corner of the other party's mouth bent down. With the eyes full of sorrow, he definitely had a squeamish appearance that was bothersome and annoying. .

From a long time ago, Midorima has already decided that this guy with black hair and a high-pitched voice always makes himself half dead is actually a squeamish person who is more squeamish than Kise. The slightest bit of grievance, if he really encounters a time when he is unhappy, I am afraid that his ability to toss people can kill his anger. The predecessors of Zeng Xiude have deeply confirmed this truth.

It's just that such a person who can't bear to be wronged by nature has been around him since a long time ago. Even at the beginning, he always deliberately ignored the existence of the other party and always ignored him. As if he didn't feel his own coldness at all, he continued to surround him.

That seems to be some kind of general stubbornness, and the spirit is so immutable that he has to get used to such an existence.

Later, Miyaji-senpai, who always yelled at himself and Takao unsteadily, said to himself before graduation, "Midorima, Takao is just your existence, cherish him well."

Until now, Midorima didn't quite understand what Miyaji-senpai meant when he said that to him, but there was one thing that really pleased Midorima.

Takao belongs only to Midorima.

Even though the two of them didn't get along very well in the months after the third year of high school, even if there was a cold war all the time, even if Takao suddenly gave up basketball without saying a word, Midorima felt somewhat angry, even if Takao seemed to have some kind of relationship with Takano. An unspeakable connection...

But as soon as he saw him appearing here, waiting in front of his door at the risk of being photographed by the paparazzi, all the irritability in Midorima's heart disappeared quietly.

No matter what, Takao is an existence that belongs only to Midorima.

Thinking about it this way, the exhaustion caused by the dispute with the family was greatly relieved, and the heart that could not find a home like duckweed suddenly calmed down, and a burst of warmth naturally rose from the bottom of my heart.

Wait, warmth?

The slender eyelashes drooped slightly, and he was looking up at Takao Midorima with a smile on his face. The warm feeling hit his skin that was cold because of the low outdoor temperature, and Midorima, the running god, suddenly passed away. God, frowning and looking at Takao with a bright smile in front of him, then reached out and took off the thing that was still stuck to his cheek.

It turned out to be a steamed bun.

"There is also a cup of hot soy milk~" Like a magician, he took out a thermos cup from the side of his backpack, and Takao smiled like a cat who stole a fishy smell, "Midorima, I need to eat something before my morning exercise."

Staring fixedly at the thing in his hands, Midorima's face was paralyzed for a while before he spoke, "I have to go to school for training, so I can't eat..."

"It's healthy to eat a little something half an hour before exercising! It's wrong to exercise vigorously on an empty stomach!" After finishing speaking, he took out another bun from behind, opened the wrapped paper, and stuffed it into it suddenly. Midorima's defenseless mouth.

Subconsciously took a bite, and the soft filling juice was drawn into the depths of the mouth from the breach in the outer skin, and the spreading heat made Midorima frown unconsciously.

"What, doesn't it suit your taste?" Takao noticed Midorima's expression, and then looked at the wrapping paper in his hand, "I specially chose the rice cake flavor... Midorima doesn't like it?"

Did you choose it on purpose...

The slender eyebrows slowly spread out, and Midorima stared at Takao who seemed a little frustrated in front of him, and suddenly raised his hand to cover Takao's head, and pressed down the hand that subconsciously wanted to raise his head to look at his own head, and then Open low:

"delicious."

The ambiguous voice was a little hard to hear, but the word delicious still got into Gao Wei's eardrums, and he didn't raise his head stubbornly, nor did he take the opportunity to tease some awkward and arrogant young man with green hair. Midorima lowered her head vigorously, and quietly raised the corners of her lips until a pair of small white boots appeared in the corner of her eye.

"Shintaro, and...Takao-senpai?"

The tension on his head was loosened, Takao raised his hands and rubbed his sore neck, and complained with a little condemnation, "It's too bad, my neck is sore" before turning his head to look at the slender black man standing beside him. girl with hair.

"Isn't this Nanase?" As if seeing the other party's existence just now, Takao pulled down his hat that was messed up by Midorima, and showed his usual friendly but emotionless smile, "It's been a long time ~"

"Yes, yes... I thought Takao-senpai was only busy with his own career after college, and never saw you at Shintaro's place." The girl also smiled slightly, and walked slowly to Midorima, so cute Blinking his eyes, "Shintaro, Auntie said she was worried that you wouldn't have a good breakfast, so I asked me to bring you some breakfast, as well as the rice cake and red bean soup specially made by Auntie."

Almost instantly, Midorima frowned, and Takao, who noticed this, still had a smile on his face.

Indeed, when she was in college in her last life, Midorima had a big fight with her family because she didn't want her family to forcibly interfere with her career choice and marriage. Although that incident doesn't seem to have happened yet, it seems that such a tendency has appeared .Nanase, as the intended fiancée of Midorima Shintaro, played the family card of Midorima's parents at this time, which is tantamount to asking for trouble. I am afraid that not only will she not be liked by Midorima, but it will only make Midorima feel more impatient .

Well, when you watch a movie, you have to look like you're watching a movie. It's not good to gloat.

"Really. Please send it here, Nanase." Midorima greeted lightly, looking no different from the past, but the sudden name of life made Nanase's intuition tense subconsciously.

At the beginning, Shintarou Midorima finally changed the name of Nanase-san, who was too blunt, to deepen the relationship between the two, but now he suddenly changed back to the blunt Nanase...

Subconsciously, he felt that all this should have something to do with Takao who came here a long time ago.His eyes unconsciously glanced at the smiling black-haired young man, seeing that the other party still didn't say a word, he looked suspiciously back.

"Speaking of which, why did Senior Takao appear here?"

The xenophobic discourse of claiming to be one of his own family members, as well as the obvious doubts before, Nanase's behavior obviously made Takao a little annoyed and laughed.

It's interesting to co-author myself to be suspected if I don't do anything, and I'm urging myself to leave quickly, overtly and secretly, it's interesting... If I don't really do something, wouldn't I be too sorry for her doubts?

"Because there seemed to be some unhappiness between Xiaozhen and Qingfeng-kun yesterday. As an old friend, I wondered if Midori-san would stop going to school because of anger, so I came here to take a look. Ah, let's talk about the present Toshi Nanase and I are considered to be traveling together~ I am also the manager now~ The manager of the basketball club of the University of Tokyo~"

"According to... the manager?!..."

Before Nanase realized whether Takao had any deep meaning, Takao turned his teasing gaze to Midorima.

"However, I'm probably worried for nothing. I didn't expect Xiaozhen to be taken care of by Nanase-san, and even the delicious breakfast is all included. Xiaozhen is really indifferent~ Nanase ran so far to send Xiaozhen to Xiaozhen's house Xiaozhen is more or less enthusiastic about the adzuki bean soup~ Speaking of which, the relationship between Nanase-san and Xiaozhen is really good. Could it be that Xiaozhen didn’t know when he had a secret relationship with the famous beautiful manager~ I was not at all at the beginning Didn't even see it!"

Following Takao's words without a single pause, Nanase seemed a little unable to keep up with her train of thought but was embarrassed to interrupt directly, but stood aside shyly, with a blush of embarrassment on her pretty face, but her eyes were vague Takao had to glance aside.On the other hand, Midorima's face darkened completely, and then when Takao talked more and more happily, he suddenly interrupted Takao's words.

"I have nothing to do with Nanase. Takao, the morning training is about to start. As a manager, you shouldn't be there early! Nanase, you still have class, go back early." He strode towards the direction of the school.

"But... these breakfasts..." Nanase, who was left behind, tried to keep up with Midorima's pace, but was blocked by Takao who was in front of her.

"Wait for me, Xiaozhen... I'm sorry, Nanase-san, let's go first~ Don't worry, I brought breakfast for Midorima when I came, and he has eaten it well~"

It was at this time that Nanase seemed to realize that the other party seemed to be holding a special packaging bag for a nearby breakfast spot, as well as a silver thermos.

He could hardly control his joy when he saw the distorted face of the other party. Takao, who deliberately stood in front of Nanase, comforted the other party "kindly", and followed like the wind.

"Where is there so much to say?" Probably still annoyed, Midorima's expectations were not very good.

"Well, after all, it's not easy for the other party to come here so early in the morning, whether it's on their own or someone else's."

"...What do you know..." Feeling that Takao seemed to have something in his words, Midorima pushed his glasses, then frowned and looked at Takao who took out another bun from his bag and put it in his mouth.

"What do I know?" Looking innocently at Midorima, Takao brushed his bangs, and then raised the scarf again, "It's so cold, go to the gym quickly, Midorima."

"It's not Midorima." On the side, Midorima seemed to realize something, and frowned.

"what?"

"It's enough to call... as... as before..."

The awkward voice became softer, and it was almost inaudible when it reached the eardrums, but Takao seemed to be touched in the bottom of his heart, and suddenly turned his face to look at Midorima.

"Takao, what kind of eyes do you have! I just think that such an unfamiliar name might attract the attention of others..."

"Hey, hey, I know~" Takao covered his forehead, his dark eyes were shining with bright spots, "Then, hurry up and go to training, Xiao Zhen~"

"Yeah, Takao."

Familiar ending sound, familiar answer, one tall and one short figure with their tacit tacit understanding, slowly disappeared on the street in the early morning.

Takao squinted his eyes and looked at Midorima who was half a step ahead of him from time to time, but there was a dark tide in his heart floating up to the shore over and over again.

Sure enough, the only way to get along with the past as if in this way is to make myself more aware of the fact that I can't go back to the past.

Midorima, if you were like this back then...

"Takao, why are you in a daze again!"

"Ah, sorry, I was distracted for a while~"

"It's getting late, it's not polite to be late for the first morning training after taking office, hurry up and catch up!"

"I know~ Well, Xiaozhen still cares about me~"

"What, what, I just..."

"Hi hi~ I understand~"