[Comprehensive] This game really has a problem!

This scene couldn't be more similar to the situation where she was placed by her brother as a mascot in the tennis club before.

Well, just pretend to be a mascot.

However, Yuri couldn't sit still after sitting for a while, just at this moment a ball rolled to her feet, she immediately bent down to pick it up, and then smiled and sent it to the people who were practicing: "Your ball."

"...Okay, okay!"

Those people took the ball with terrified faces, turned and ran away without even daring to meet her eyes.

Yuri: "..."

Sure enough, the kind of ball that can bend is too much!Everyone treats her like a monster!

She turned her head to look at Ah Qi who was squatting on the ground upright, and conveyed a message to him with faint eyes - "Look, it's all your good deeds!"

Aqi shook his slender tail helplessly, Yuri's thoughts were almost written on his face, and he couldn't pretend not to see it, but he could clearly hear the thoughts of those people just now— — "The one who can score from Aomine... a monster!"

[Well, although they are both monsters, they have completely different meanings. ]

Somewhat depressed, Yuri returned to his seat, but at this moment, Yuri suddenly had a brain hole. Akashi's intention of putting himself here...wouldn't be to think that she was an alien or a superpower, and to regard her as the one who suppressed the hall. treasure?

As soon as this idea came up, Akashi not far away suddenly waved to her: "Shiraishi, please come here."

Yuri was stunned, and immediately got up and ran towards Akashi: "What's the matter?"

Akashi handed her a stack of notebooks, and then pointed to a line of people standing in line in front of him: "Momoi can't come today because of something, so I leave the training records to you. Each of them has a different training plan, so you must supervise them all. Finish."

Yuri nodded immediately: "Okay."

After the brief introduction, everyone began to practice individually. However, Yuri realized that it was not as simple as she thought, because everyone was training at the same time, and everyone's items and progress were different. She had to You have to spread your attention over dozens of people.

This also means that she can hardly relax for a moment, not only has to keep an eye on whether everyone is training as planned, but also has to be on guard against anyone being lazy.

Looking back at Yuri not far away, who was in a hurry to make notes, Akashi turned his gaze back to Midorima beside him: "Speak, what do you want to ask?"

"..." Midorima pushed her eyes on the bridge of her nose, "Did you let her compete with Aomine because you knew her strength?"

"No, I don't know." The corners of Akashi's mouth curled up, "To be honest, I was also surprised, and it was she who challenged Dahui herself. I thought she was joking at the time, but the result was out of date More than I expected."

"Her movements are very jerky." Midorima frowned slightly, her tone was a bit puzzled, "She doesn't look like a player who has played basketball for a long time, but looks like a beginner."

"I think so too," Akashi affirmed his words, "However, whether it's talent or other reasons, her own existence is enough to become a motivation to motivate the members."

"power?"

"Shintaro, haven't you noticed?" Akashi shifted his gaze to Aomine who was practicing shooting, "Everyone's training has become very hard today. You should know why."

That's right, even Aomine, whose enthusiasm for training has decreased significantly recently, has suddenly become more active, let alone other people.

After Yuri here completed the score sheet with the head and the two big ones, she let out a long sigh of relief, then turned around and walked towards the bench placed by the wall.

When she sat down on the bench and concentrated on organizing the things she had recorded, Qingfeng, who had just finished training, sat down beside her panting, and then wiped the sweat off her face with a towel.

He turned his face and glanced at Yuri's thin and thin arm, and couldn't help muttering: "I don't have any muscles, how can I throw that kind of ball..."

"..." Yuri paused, then looked at him silently, "Actually, I used superpowers, do you believe it?"

Qingfeng suddenly seemed to be choked, and sighed after a while: "...Sorry, I'm not doubting you."

...No, you should doubt it, hey!

"Well, I wanted to ask before..." Yuri said tentatively, "Do you know Newton?"

"I know, isn't he a famous physicist?" Qingfeng looked at him inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

... Newton's coffin board is almost too heavy for you to build?

Although thinking so in his heart, Yuri didn't dare to say it, he could only talk about him: "No... just suddenly felt that he is really a great person, um."

By the way, this is the game world, it can't be taken seriously, no matter what sci-fi incidents beyond common sense happen, it's normal.

Aomine lowered her eyes and glanced at the notebook in her hand. It looked very professional, similar to Momoi's recording method: "Speaking of which, when did you start playing basketball?"

"..." Yuri tilted her head and thought about the time when her brother gave her a small ball to play with, and she threw it away in disgust, "Probably... the third grade in elementary school."

"Really?" Qingfeng looked disbelieving, "But your movements look like you just started playing basketball not long ago."

Yeah, after all I haven't touched it for four years after that.

"Hey, that's my specialty," Yuri said solemnly, stretching out a finger, "The purpose is to let the opponent relax his vigilance, do you think I'm weak when you meet me for the first time, you don't need to be too vigilant ?”

Qingfeng nodded in a daze.

"That's right," Yuri clenched his fists, "This way we can take the lead and get points, then control the situation and win the game!"

Frightened by her stern attitude, Qingfeng suddenly showed a "so it is" expression: "so it can be like this."

...unexpected simplicity.

After fooling him for a while, Yuri himself felt a little guilty, and quickly stood up and took the notebook in his hand and handed it to Akashi.

After actually joining Teiko's basketball club, Yuri gradually learned how powerful this basketball club is from other people's word of mouth. It has dominated the country for two consecutive years, and as a power forward, Aomine is Teiko's trump card. The presence.

... No wonder some members always look at her with that weird look.

And I don’t know if it’s her delusion, some people who are very good at basketball in the department have colorful hair, while those with average strength will be ordinary black or brown. It’s just telling you who is the protagonist in disguise. Same.

Maybe she was thinking too much.

Yuri sighed boredly, and her eyes fell on Akashi who was practicing not far away. Although it had been many days since she joined the basketball club, no matter how she tried to get close to Akashi, she felt that the relationship between the two had not changed.

Although Akashi always speaks to her in a humble and polite manner, and occasionally cares about her, the sense of alienation in his words is always there.

It's almost like keeping a distance from her.

And the administrator hasn't shown up for a long time, no matter how you call him, he doesn't respond, so I can't be thrown in this game...

While propping his cheeks and thinking wildly, Akashi, who was at the focus of his eyes, suddenly turned his head to look at her. When he found that her gaze was staring at him, Akashi froze slightly, then put away his expression and waved to her.

Yuri immediately ran over in a jolt.

Today's training ended early, it was completely dark, and the members left one after another. Yuri stayed in the gymnasium to tidy up the scattered balls and practice equipment, and then took the key to the gymnasium. When the door was locked, a shadow belonging to another person suddenly appeared in front of him.

Yuri was startled, and immediately turned her head to look back. The person standing behind surprised her a little: "Ah... Qingfeng?"

Qingfeng frowned and looked at her, with a slightly displeased tone: "Is the manager even going to do this kind of thing? It's already dark."

"Isn't the manager only there to support the basketball club?" Yuri blinked, couldn't help laughing, turned around and continued to lock the door, and then put away the key, "Okay, because I haven't done anything substantial Sex work, I feel a little sorry for Akashi who agreed to join me, so I just want to do what I can."

Aomine was silent and did not speak, and because his back was facing the light, Yuri couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, so he picked up Aqi who was squatting at his feet and walked out: "Speaking of which, haven't you already gone back? ?"

"..." Qingfeng changed his pace and slowly followed her footsteps, "Ah, I dropped something at school, I just came back to get it."

"Have you got it?" Yuri raised her eyes and asked him.

"...Well," Qingfeng turned his head to look at the other side, "I got it."

Aceh in Yuri's arms stared at him with his purple eyes open, then retracted his gaze and closed his eyes, and silently lay on Yuri's shoulder.

The two walked to the school gate quietly, and Yuri pointed to her left: "The direction I'm going back is this way."

"Ah, just right," Qingfeng's tone became casual again, "I am also here, let's go together."

"That..." Yuri asked cautiously, "I remember you usually go that way?"

"Tsk, can't you go this way today?" Qingfeng glared at her impatiently, "I told you, don't stay so late in the future, aren't you afraid of being watched by others, Wuyue has already gone home what."

"Eh..." Yuri scratched her cheek with her fingers in distress. If people in this world wanted to attack her...it was really impossible, not to mention that Aceh was there too.

Seeing that her attitude didn't show the slightest reflection, Qingfeng's tone became even worse: "Hey, you should also be a little girlish."

"Aha, are you conscious?" Yuri couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were slightly disappointed, "Are you conscious..."

As early as the moment she picked up Kun Wu and went to the battlefield, this consciousness probably no longer existed. For her, the difference between people is no longer male and female, but...life and death.