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

"Did you already know that! Shintaro Midorima...he...isn't the Makoto I know at all!" Rushing into Akashi's study room, looking at the man who used to change his bathrobe after taking a shower at 10 o'clock every day Takao suddenly felt that he had never escaped from those strange-colored pupils since his last life.

Somehow, as long as the man in front of him was involved, he never escaped.

Akashi put down the document in his hand, and looked directly at Takao, who was in a mess in front of him.

"Do not understand what you mean."

Akashi's voice is still low and unhurried, his calmness is the same as before, but to some extent, it is completely different from before.

His calmness is no longer limited to his personal confidence, but more of his confidence in the future.

The fatigue in his eyes and the frustration of being beaten still did not subside, but Takao who had calmed down couldn't open his mouth no matter what. He smiled wryly twice and said, "I won't play anymore, I can't continue playing."

"Really." Akashi didn't have any objection to this, but just picked up the document in his hand again and read it again, "In any case, our deal will not change."

Thinking of the deal that he made that day like he was angry, Takao's face suddenly changed, "There is no other way for Midorima. Can we use other things for the deal..."

"You want me to help you suppress public opinion, reduce negative comments, clear up contacts, and include you in the basketball club of Dongda University. I have done everything that should be done, but you can't get any of the promised rewards?" Akashi's red eyes pierced into Takao's heart coldly, "Takao, I'm a businessman, a transaction is a transaction, there is no reason to change your mind after the fact. Even if you die, you have to finish what you have to do, and then what do you want to do? It's none of my business, but before that, you can't be self-willed."

For a moment, Takao was shocked by Akashi's words, and he really couldn't say anything.

After closing the door, Takao was facing Heizi who looked worried.

"Heizi, are you still asleep?" Not wanting to reveal his annoyance, Takao greeted him as if nothing had happened, "I'll go back to my room first..."

"Stop laughing." Hei Zizhe also said softly, "If you don't want to laugh, then stop laughing."

"Sorry, I'm used to it." Scratching his head, the smile on Takao's face softened a bit, but he still said in a casual tone, "Speaking of which, how did Midorima confess to Kuroko back then? I'm a little curious, of course , it doesn't matter what Heizi doesn't want to say!"

"Confession?" Hei Zizhe was also taken aback, thinking hard, "I don't really remember..."

"That's right, that's right, it's been so long, who will remember those things." Takao spread his hands indifferently, "It's not a big deal~"

After all, Hei Zizhe couldn't stand it anymore, Hei Zizhe also hesitated and asked, "What happened? Everyone will be very worried about Takao-kun's appearance, and Lu Jian-kun... did you do anything else?"

Takao Kazunari's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Heizi, but he didn't say anything after all, "It's nothing, ah, it's so late, I have something to do, I'm going back to the room first, sorry, Heizi!"

Midorima returned to that cold and low-pressure look again.

A few days later, Takao, who had finally been able to study for a few days, came back to Momoi for a "report".

Seeing Takao who was stretching for Kise on the other side, Momoi, who was relieved, specially called him over to help Midorima who was shooting.

Takao didn't respond unusually, but Midorima threw the ball, and the U-turn left, leaving only Takao's hands that hadn't touched the cart.

Eh, even Takao's trick doesn't work anymore?

Momoi discovered for the first time that besides the paranoid Ada, the bewitching Kise, the natural Murasakihara, the emperor-like Akashi, the stubborn Vulcan, and Kuroko who can hide at any time, there is a green girl who looks like a baby. Ma Shintaro is not a worry-free baby.

Seeing that the first match of the Miracles is about to start, there is disharmony within, what should we do?

As the only instructor of the basketball club of Tokyo University who has just changed his blood and even the new coach has not yet been found, Momoi is depressed.

"Although I don't understand what's going on, Xiaoluma." After finishing his morning practice, Kise stuffed a steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, and said vaguely to Momoi, "Obviously I lost my temper."

"Having lost your temper?" Momoi pressed a pen to his lips, trying to recall what Midorima would lose his temper because of, and then suddenly gave a blow, "Ah, the confession failed!"

A circle of basketball club members stared straight at Momoi.

Of course Momoi understood everyone's eagerness, and quickly said, "Last Friday, when I walked out of the school gate, I found Xiaolulu in a daze. I only found out when I asked..."

"Are you free?" The topic character Midorima appeared, and the people who hadn't heard the gossip shook their heads quickly, looked at Momoi with regret, and scattered in all directions.

Glancing at Momoi, who was sweating profusely, Midorima, who had already changed her clothes, walked out.

Those guys who are looking for smokes, everyone is not the master of peace.Of course, I definitely don't care about them, I just...

just what?Just don't want them talking nonsense?Still don't want them to know about Takao?

It was just rejected.

That's it...

Looking at his bandaged hands, he was stunned for a while, and then walked slowly towards the classroom.

He doesn't like explanations, and he doesn't like other people's explanations. From Midorima's point of view, it doesn't matter how tortuous or full of hardships the process is. As long as the ending is already doomed, he will not pay attention to other things.

Therefore, regarding Takao, he would not ask.

Rejection is rejection, and other excuses are not reasons.

But, why did I still subconsciously frown the moment I saw Takao.

Avoiding the "special seat" where he was always next to Takao in the past, he took out his notebook and textbooks from his schoolbag, and waited for the start of the class like every day before.

But, why does Takao still...

Takao, who ran into the classroom stepping on the class bell, had a lucky smile on his face. He glanced around the almost full classroom and found Midorima. His eyes froze for a moment, but he still stood on the stage Before speaking, the teacher rushed to Midorima's side. He didn't seem to care about Midorima's changing seats at all, and he didn't seem to feel Midorima's subconscious resistance.

"Ah, ah, it's all because of Huang Lai who overturned the cart. After a long time, he was almost late." He hurriedly stuffed the schoolbag into the drawer, pulled it halfway out, took out the notes and textbooks, and took a deep breath After drinking the drink, Takao sank and looked at Midorima, "You didn't wait for me today."

Midorima looked at the usual face beside him, suddenly felt aggrieved, and suddenly piled up the books at hand, pulled out the schoolbag from the drawer, and went to another seat.

The old professor who seemed to be unable to see the students on the podium finally raised his head, cleared his throat and said, "Ah, everyone sit down, we will start class now..."

Half standing up, Midorima glanced at the empty seat closest to him—two rows away from him—and then at the teeny boy whose professor started writing. After considering it in his heart, he finally sat down again. He just pretended not to care about Takao at all.

Takao smiled indifferently, but suddenly turned his body, leaned against the edge of the table a little farther away, took out his mobile phone and started taking pictures of Midorima, seeing that Midorima ignored him, and even made a gesture in front of the camera on purpose. Quirky gesture.

Midorima's mouth trembled, he didn't understand what kind of trouble Takao was making, but there was no doubt that he didn't like it.

Such an impermanent Takao always makes him unable to help but recall the rejection he received at that time. Comparing the two makes him even more irritable.

The feeling of punching empty fists will only make him feel ashamed of being passionate.

"Don't shoot at me." Midorima said with disgust.

"Stingy~" Takao made a grimace, turned his back, and put on a pig-like expression towards the camera. Midorima looked over without leaving a trace, and saw that Takao really didn't care at all. Without himself, his eyes couldn't help but darken, and before Gao Wei looked over, he turned his head again.

On the other side, Takao looked at the edge of the photo, and Midorima cast his eyes awkwardly, and immediately raised the corners of his lips.

The morning class lasted three periods as usual. When the bell rang for the end of class, Midorima quickly packed up his schoolbag, clipped it and avoided Takao, and walked out from the opposite direction. Takao at the side saw it, as expected In that way, he greeted the person who greeted him a few times, and hurriedly chased after him.

Probably because he knew that Midorima would not want to take care of him, Takao didn't say anything, but followed Midorima all the way to the cafeteria.

When Midorima eats, Takao also eats; when Midorima goes to the library, Takao also goes to the library; when Midorima goes to the laboratory, Takao also goes to the laboratory...

At the end of the day, Midorima was almost driven crazy by the tail named Takao behind him.

"What on earth do you want!" After all, Luma couldn't help it, and found a remote place to have a showdown with Takao.

"I didn't do anything." Takao pulled off the earplugs in his ears, and then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said happily, "Speaking of which, there is Xiude's Christmas cultural festival this Friday, Xiaozhen, do you want to go back and watch it?" See? They all contacted me at the foot of the mountain, telling us to go back and take a look when we have time..."

"Takao, stop swaying in front of me." Interrupting Takao's self-talk, Midorima's expression was rarely gloomy, pushing his glasses, Midorima simply said more bluntly, "Seeing you I will feel very awkward, please don't pester me all the time."

Takao was obviously shocked by Midorima's words, seeing the boy with a brisk expression showing a mixed expression of surprise, sadness, and grievance, Midorima breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and then felt sore again in his chest.

"Is it because of what happened that day... because of what happened that day, Xiaozhen, don't you want to see me anymore?" Takao asked softly.

"Yes."

"Can't even be an ordinary friend?" As if confirming, Takao continued.

"...Yes." After a slight pause, Midorima still nodded.

"I understand."

Lifting the schoolbag on his shoulders, Midorima seemed unable to hold on any longer, pursed his lips, and then strode away.

Behind him, Takao looked at the group photo on the background of the phone, which seemed to be peeked by Midorima, and there was a hint of thoughtfulness on his face without the slightest smile.

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