[Kuroko's Basketball] Our age

His coat was draped over his shoulders when he spoke, making him look like a proud general.And everyone under him responded with proud eyes.

They walked out with such a posture, extremely proud, and every step was calm and firm.

From that moment on, this picture has been engraved in my memory. Even though I have experienced countless scenes later, this is the only time I can never forget it.

The field has been cleaned up, members of the two teams dressed in black and green salute each other, the referee kicks off, and the game begins.

However, the next game is not optimistic.

Although I watched the video over and over a dozen times, when I actually watched it on the court, the opponent's fast break still felt shocking.Every time I get the ball, although the offense is organized by the No. 5 point guard Arita, most of the time the ball is in the hands of the power forward Yuga—the man with the turban yesterday, his strength and speed are at a high level, even if sometimes Blocked by Aomine and Haizaki, it can also be passed to the small forward - Hasegawa, who is known for his speed, controls it, and cooperates with both the center and the guard. There are only a handful of times we can block the number of consecutive attacks.

Not reconciled.

Very unwilling.

The pen in my hand was almost broken, and the score difference on the scoreboard showed no tendency to shrink at all.

But the teenagers on the field should have stronger feelings than me.The ball was caught by Akashi, and the red-haired boy's movements were surprisingly sensitive. He quickly broke through the defense and passed the ball to Aomine. The latter immediately dunked with an unstoppable movement, reducing the point difference by two points.However, no one dared to relax.

In the next second, the ball fell into Yuhe's hands.The black jersey flipped up because of his actions, that person was like an arrow off the string, no one had time to stop it, followed by a three-pointer, the basketball went into the basket steadily, the whistle sounded, and the first half was over.

47-68, the red numbers are terribly dazzling. The 21-point difference is enough to shock people, and the three-pointer at the buzzer just made it worse.

Youhe whistled happily: "Tsk tsk, a brat is a brat, even something casual like basketball is only at this level. What kind of basketball club, hurry up and disband hahahaha!!"

There was a burst of laughter inside and outside the stadium.Haizaki clenched his fists uneasily, his joints creaking.

"Stop, Haizaki." Akashi stopped him, "The game is not over yet."

In contrast to the other party's laughter, the teenagers in green jerseys were silent.Back in the lounge, with a sound of "铛——", Qingfeng punched down, and the door of the locker immediately sank a large piece.

Not only him, everyone's eyes were frighteningly cold.

"Hey Akashi, quickly think of a solution!" Haizaki's voice was hoarse, "Aren't you going to change Shiraishi's half-toned tactics?!"

"Haisaki-kun, I think there is no problem with my tactics, and the situation of the game has met my expectations."

"Huh? What did you expect?! We're 21 points behind!"

"Haisaki, listen to her." Akashi's expression did not fluctuate, after stopping Haizaki with his eyes, he raised his chin to signal me to continue.

"Looking at the situation of the game, the opponent made 3 turnovers in the first quarter, of which No. 5 accounted for 2 times. In the second quarter, there were 7 turnovers, of which No. 5 accounted for 5 times." I looked down at the game record I made. "And, this number will continue to rise."

The reason why the original Teiko basketball team was able to win with a strong fast break, in addition to the speed of the players beyond ordinary people, there is one more thing that is indispensable-the former captain and point guard Jun Matsumoto's precise ball routing and tactics layout.

But now, Arita, who replaced him, did not have the ability to control those thugs like Matsumoto. Instead, as the organizer of the attack, he was led by the nose by others.

"The purpose of putting Zi Yuan-kun on guard and putting pressure on him has been achieved. Just a little bit, this balance will be broken soon."

The people with doubts in their eyes were a little shaken, and after a moment of silence, Qingfeng said: "Are you sure?"

"I agree to do what she said." To my surprise, it was Midorima who made the voice.

"I agree to continue this tactic, but there is one thing, please try to give me the ball in the third quarter."

"Huh? What are you thinking? You didn't score a single goal in the first half, right?"

"I didn't score because I didn't shoot a single shot. Aomine, you and Haizaki must have exhausted a lot of energy in the first half. Leave the third quarter to me."

"What? I can still fight!"

"Aomine, do as Midorima said." Akashi interrupted Aomine, and turned his gaze to Midorima, "Let me recover the point difference in the third quarter, and let Aomine take the lead in the fourth quarter, no problem?"

"Akashi, are you insane? How could he recover it by himself?"

"You are the one with the problem in your head, Haizaki." Midorima gave Haizaki a cold sideways look, "A kid in kindergarten can figure it out whether to chase points with a three-pointer or a two-pointer to chase points?"

"Hey, you also have to consider the turnover rate of three-pointers?"

"There can be no mistakes." Midorima threw the towel on my shoulders into my hand, and the tumbler in his hand wobbled.

"My practice has never been relaxed, and the fortune of Cancer ranks first today, and the tumbler as a lucky item is also well carried. The personnel are exhausted, and today's three-pointers will definitely not be missed."

An inconspicuous smile spread from the corner of Akashi's mouth: "Heh, let's try it."

"If it were you, I wouldn't worry at all."

The intermission is over, and this time, it is Shintaro Midorima who walks ahead of everyone.

I can't help thinking of all the training data since the establishment of the basketball club. Midorima Shintaro's shooting error rate...is zero.

I can't imagine how much effort it takes to get this result, but I have a faint feeling that maybe I can see what Midorima wants to prove today.

The second half begins.

"Hey, are you still planning to give up, you guys?" The opponent taunted us, "21 points, 21 points, although it is a bit worse than expected, but the difference in the second half can only continue to widen!"

"What's the truth, let's wait for the results to come out."

What responded to the other party was Midorima's cold eyes.With a long pass, the basketball fell into Midorima's hands. Arita, who was closest to him, immediately tried to steal it but was blocked by Murasakihara.

"No, Lu Boy said he wants to shoot, don't get in the way."

The others quickly caught up, but the green-haired boy's movements were not chaotic at all. He only reached the midfield position, stopped suddenly, raised his arms, jumped, and raised his wrists. A series of movements flowed smoothly.

"Shooting in the middle, how is it possible!"

"It's a rebound! Yuhe, hurry—"

The following syllables were stuck, and several teenagers in black jerseys seemed to freeze.

As if making a malicious joke, the orange ball slowly slid across an arc in mid-air, and finally fell steadily into the basket.

"how is this possible……"

"Nothing is impossible. My three-pointer will never be missed." The young man who shot the ball looked arrogant, and responded to the opponent's voice without any doubts, "You said before that basketball is not for you. Gui is just for fun, right? It’s really an outrageous statement.”

"None of us here just want to have fun. Whether it's practice or competition, you will never understand the attitude of the players, right? The manager also puts so much energy into the club. This is what you did at that time Never?"

"Let's take a look today, how far is your basketball from ours?"

8 another manager

Midorima's three-pointer was like a sharp arrow piercing the opponent's heart, and the balance that was on the verge of collapse collapsed at that moment.

The spectators around the stadium, who just said contemptuously or ridiculed or waited and watched, were completely unified at this time—unity is unbelievable.

一次又一次的篮板争夺、快传、三分，记分牌上的分差一点点改变——56-73,64-76,71-80……80-83.

"Bastard! How did you pass the ball, Arita?!"

Another pass error, Qingfeng immediately seized the opportunity to get the ball, and the offense started again.

"Enough Iino! Come back to defense! Don't let that No. 7 get the ball!"

"Oops!"

Black No. 7, who was marking Aomine, was deceived by his fake move, and he made a clean shot, and the ball fell into Midorima's hands.

It's too late.

The green-haired boy stabilized his center of gravity, raised his arms, and took off while raising his wrists, but at that moment, the arm of black No. 10 hit his wrist.

The basketball crossed an arc and landed on the edge of the basket, circled leisurely, and then... fell into the basket.

"Black No. 10 fouled! The goal is valid, and a penalty is added!"

83-83, the trend quickly reversed in the third quarter, and finally the score was tied with 5 seconds left.

"asshole!"

The teenager who was acting as the referee was grabbed by the collar, followed by several boys in black jerseys.

"Who the hell did you call foul?! Show me clearly!!"

The fist landed on the referee's face, and blood immediately appeared.Haizaki who was closest to them immediately went up and grabbed one of them.

"Are you fucking playing ball or hitting people?!"

Someone whistled, followed by booing.Those who were timid and afraid of getting into trouble immediately hid, and the rest of them huddled together, and the scene immediately became chaotic.

"Shiraishi, come here!"

During the brawl, someone called my name, and before I could turn around, I was pulled to a corner.

It was Akashi who held me back. Facing such a situation, I couldn't find any panic on his face.

"Lock all the doors, draw the curtains, and find a place to hide."

"But Akashi-kun..."

"This is my order!"

The teenager emphasized his tone, let go