[Kuroko's Basketball] Our age

But Jing immediately showed a surprise expression exclusive to girls.

"Why are Zhe Zhe Zhe Zhe Jun here?"

"Ah, because like Aomine-kun, I'm also looking forward to Kise-kun." Heizi rubbed his face embarrassedly, "I don't think Kise-kun is the type to give up basketball easily."

"But he lost to Haizaki-kun." And he lost so badly.

"If you lose, you lose. It's a game or something. Failure is always part of it."

Under Kuroko's water-blue hair, those eyes showed a gentle smile for some reason: "Hey, Shiraishi-san, Akashi-kun said before that basketball is cruel, right? I think there is still half of it behind, basketball also has a gentle side .”

"What's the meaning?"

"It is true that there are talents that cannot be defeated by no amount of hard work, but there is also happiness that cannot be erased by no amount of setbacks. A coin has pros and cons, and basketball is the same. The joy and pain brought can always be offset. Some people can't endure pain, but there are always people, no matter how much pain they endure, they can't obliterate their pursuit of happiness. Mr. Kase, it should belong to the latter."

Heizi, who has always spoken little, said so much in one breath, and the last meaning made us turn our eyes back to the court again.

Kise, who was half kneeling, looked blank, like a lost child looking for a way.Beside him, Aomine, who was fiddling with a basketball, shouted loudly.

"Stand up, Kise! Are you a guy of this level?!"

"Forget it like this, are you willing?! Losing to that kind of guy, let him see your jokes, are you willing!"

"You guy, do you still want to play basketball?!"

The manic voice that seemed to tear everything apart hit Kise, and from a short distance, I saw him slowly raise his head, he didn't deliberately hide it with a smile like before, tears slid down his face without any scruples down.

Then, I heard that sentence that I was looking forward to, and that other people were also looking forward to, which contained all the courage and strength accumulated by the teenager.

"Xiao Qingfeng, I want to play basketball."

42 Not that qualified

When you are young and frivolous, many memories will be washed away with time, but there will always be some left, such as the gold left after the big waves wash the sand, so dazzling that people can't help but want to cry.

I remember an accidental meeting after high school. I once told Kise Ryota honestly that I didn’t like his personality. Although he was easy to get along with on the surface, he was actually hot on the outside and cold on the inside. People or things that made him care Too little, always feel a little cold.

Hearing what I said, the boy didn't show any displeasure, he just picked up the coffee cup in front of him and took a sip.

"It's exactly what Xiao Baishi said, but even I care about people and things that matter."

"Although Xiao Shiraishi doesn't like me, I am very grateful to you. Not only you, but also Xiao Heizi, Xiao Qingfeng, Xiao Akashi... Oh, by the way, the seniors of Haichang must not be missing." Kise broke He counted them one by one with his fingers, and finally smiled at me, "In this way, there are quite a few people I care about, and basketball, I have been working hard."

As a model, Kise attracts people's attention with every move. Even with that evaluation, I am still attracted by that smile. It is not his professional smile on the cover of magazines, but clean and without falsehood. smile.

I can't deny that this kind of Kise Ryota, like everyone else, is absolutely impossible for me to hate.

******

Pushing open the door of the gymnasium, the first thing that catches the eyes is a beautiful arc.He made a clean and quick mid-range shot, and the ball went into the basket steadily. The boy who made the shot shook his hair, and the beads of sweat reflected strange colors in the sun.

"Hey, Xiao Baishi, good morning!"

Hearing me enter the door, the blond boy turned around and greeted me with a smile, but was immediately reprimanded by the dark-skinned boy opposite him.

"Hey Kise, don't keep staring at women! Who told me to practice with you? Don't forget that your level is far from my uncle's!"

"Hey~~ But Xiao Baishi came. And I just hit a ball."

"Damn it, you're still kicking your nose and face if you let your kid touch you? It's time to show you how powerful Master Qingfeng is!"

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha what is Master Qingfeng... Hey wait a minute!"

Before Kise could react, Qingfeng had already attacked with the ball, and the speed made Kise lose his position for a while.The blond boy complained, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

I couldn't help laughing softly, repeating a certain sentence in my heart: Welcome back, Kise-kun.

Cha Cha, someone approached with lazy steps, but stopped suddenly at the door, I turned my head, and met Haizaki's face.

Surprised, contemptuous, as if angry because he saw something out of his control.I don't know how to describe this expression, but it was only for a moment, and only for a moment, and the next second, he changed into the same expression as usual, and walked with the same ruffian as usual.

"Hey, Kise, how dare you come back after disappearing for so long?"

His eyes showed sarcasm, as if the next sentence was, do you want to try the lesson from last time?

Kise's movements froze, the ball in his hand fell to the ground, bounced it lightly a few times, and finally rolled aside.

"Ah, Mr. Xiangwu..."

He turned his head and put a polite smile on the corner of his mouth like a superb actor, but the stuck second half of the sentence betrayed his feelings.

Kise Ryota was too scared.

If it is said that Aomine's power is like a warm light that makes people want to get closer, then Haizaki's power is like a biting north wind, so cold that anyone can't help but take a step back.

This is especially true for Kise, who was severely beaten by Haizaki once.

"I haven't practiced for a week, but I played pretty well."

Haizaki approached step by step, but Kise seemed to be caught by the leopard's fierce eyes, unable to move a step.

"How about it, do you want to come with me..."

"Kose, you haven't explained to me about your absence for a week, have you?"

Another voice suddenly appeared, covering Haisaki's voice.

Calm, powerful, and oppressive, there is only one person who owns this voice.

Akashi who didn't know when to appear, ignored Haizaki and walked in front of Kise.

"Absent for a week, what kind of punishment are you going to accept?"

"punish me……"

"Hey Akashi, forget it, didn't Kise ask for leave because of injury?"

"That level of injury should be healed in three days, right? Kise, how are you going to explain the absence of the other four days?"

"Little Akashi, I..."

"Well, I'm not interested in asking what your reason is."

Akashi picked up the ball on the ground and patted it twice: "But punishment is indispensable, Kise, and I oneonone, if you lose, you will retire."

"what?!"

Not just Kise, everyone was stunned when they heard it.

"Don't use that expression, my loss is different from the usual meaning, ten balls, as long as you snatch one from me, you win."

Akashi raised his head, his red pupils were full of doubts: "Do you understand, Kise?"

"Hey, are you kidding me, Akashi?"

Before Kise could answer, Haizaki laughed and said, "Even if it's one out of ten goals, it's not enough with Kise's level, right? We all have seen your insanely strong strength."

"I'm asking Kise, not you."

Akashi's cold glance silenced Haizaki, and when he turned his head again, Kise's eyes were filled with doubt, incomprehension, and reluctance for something.

"Little Akashi...are you serious?"

"Of course."

"Then, I..."

As if making up some kind of determination, Kise clenched his fists: "I'll do it."

A smile appeared in Akashi's eyes, and the boy turned his head and threw the ball to me: "Shiraishi, tee off."

When the morning exercise was about to start, members gathered in the gymnasium one after another. Everyone's eyes were focused on this side of the field, and the voices of whispering were all puzzled.

I am also among the doubters.

Despite being convinced that what he did was right, few people understood why he did it in the first place.And now is the time to answer doubts.

—Come on, please tell us.

Taking a deep breath, I threw the ball up in the usual posture.The two teenagers beside them grasped the timing of the ball reaching its highest point and jumped at the same time.

It is undoubtedly Kise who gets the ball. Kise, who has an obvious advantage in height and good jumping ability, can naturally take advantage at this time.

However, there is one fact that all of us understand.

No one can get the ball out of Akashi's hands.

As if he knew Kise's offensive trajectory in advance, Akashi shot immediately after Kise landed, switching offense and defense, and the tall Kise turned around because of the short Akashi.

The attack, which was so fast that it was like a phantom attack, made it impossible for Kise to stop. The red-haired boy made a shot, and the small ball crossed an arc and fell into the basket without deviation.

Although he is often in the position of organizing the attack instead of really standing on the front line, although he is shorter than everyone else except Kuroko, this does not mean that Akashi will not attack.

Because of his short stature, he is more dexterous, coupled with his shooting skills that are no less than those of those scorers, making him score like a bag.

Also, Akashi has those eyes.

Nothing can hide from Akashi, a change in the opponent's eyes, an imperceptible change in breathing rhythm can make him understand everything.

Fifth ball.

Already heard someone counting the numbers.

Kise, who fell on the ground, looked weak and powerless. His eyes fell on the red-haired boy. The domineering and irresistible sense of oppression, even if I was standing outside the court, I would not