[Black Basket] Daily life with high school students

A new resident has moved upstairs—it took nearly a week for Tsurumi Aya to realize it.

This is a high-end apartment building located in Tokyo. Because it is two blocks away from a very prosperous business district in Tokyo, the residents are almost all high-end white-collar OLs engaged in financial industries such as stocks, real estate, and venture capital. It means that the relationship between neighbors is not warm, or it can be said to be indifferent.Everyone is exhausted from dealing with data and customers every day. When they get home, they just want to fall asleep. No one has the energy to develop such cumbersome and useless interpersonal relationships with neighbors.

Busy day and night after a peak season, with the not-so-short vacation that he won, the exhausted Tsurumi Aya returned to her long-lost home, and just decided to sleep on a soft bed when she heard a dull and never-ending sound from the ceiling. A slight sound - "boom".

... When did people live upstairs?

This thought flashed through Tsurumi Aya's mind drowsily, but then she felt that there was nothing to be surprised about. After all, the former resident had moved out for more than a month. In a city like Tokyo, the supply of high-end apartments is always in short supply, not to mention the apartment itself. With fine decoration, there is no need for major changes, and it is reasonable for new neighbors to move in quietly.

"Boom, boom, boom." Then there was another rhythmic muffled sound.

Hey, it's not a quiet place to live... It's not the type that loves to make troubles, right?

Disturbed by such an episode, Aya Tsurumi's drowsiness also dissipated a lot. Although her sleepy brain was still throbbing with pain, her mind was already awake, and it might be difficult to fall asleep again.On the one hand, the overworked body is very exhausting, and on the other hand, she has just finished work and is constantly haggling with difficult customers, so although the noise is annoying, she has no intention of talking (protesting?) to her new neighbors .

She squinted her eyes and looked at the time. It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and she had reason to convince herself that there was no need to make a fuss. According to the schedule of her and most of the residents here, usually this time period is spent working hard in the office, and maybe the new neighbors are too. Thinking this way, I chose this quiet time.

But, having said that, what are you doing... Assembling furniture?

Since she couldn't fall asleep for the time being, Tsurumi Aya, who had been away from home for a long time and accumulated a lot of housework, simply got up, picked up the A-line skirt and small coat that were thrown on the floor, and picked them up on the sofa piled up with underwear, stockings, and suits. Pick out the clothes that need to be dry cleaned and throw them into the laundry bag together.Reluctantly vacating a small space on the sofa, with one long leg propped on it, tore open the unopened silk stockings, held the phone between his shoulders, and dialed the number at home.

"Toot, toot... this is Tsurumi House."

"Oh, Mom, I'm Aya." Tsurumi Aya leaned down wearily, put the silk stockings on her round toes, and lifted them up while saying hello to her mother. The light flesh-colored stockings were stuck to her white and delicate calves. The skin glides and has a unique beauty.

"Aya~" Mrs. Tsurumi on the other end of the phone raised her voice, "Why did you think of calling? Are you done with work? Is there any vacation? Can you go home? Your father and brother..."

"No, I'm not done yet." Tsurumi Ling replied immediately.She lowered her eyelashes, brushed aside the long seaweed hair scattered on her chest with her hands, and put on the other one with a focused expression.Coincidentally, the noise from upstairs suddenly intensified, she said lightly, "Now I'm outside, it's a bit noisy, I'll call you before the client arrives, how are you doing recently?"

The other party was quiet for a few seconds, and hesitated to speak: "Well, Mom, I am in good health. I just went to the hospital for a physical examination last week, but Dad..." After a slight pause, he continued cautiously, "Ah Ling , the doctor said your father is not in good spirits, can you... come back for a few days?"

Tsurumi Ling froze for a moment, "I think, if Dad sees me, he will be in a worse mood, right?"

"How could it be?" Mrs. Tsurumi suddenly raised her voice to retort, and then, as if thinking of something, she whispered, "If Aya accepts Dad's proposal to participate now..."

"...I won't go." Tsurumi Ling refused without thinking.

"..."

The awkward atmosphere caused a long silence between the two.

Tsurumi Ling stood in front of the mirror. The woman in the mirror had delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, her high-end suit was mature and luxurious, and her pupils looked back at her empty-handed.She slowly rubbed her swollen temples, smiled wryly, and a phone call provoked a migraine, "Anyway, take care of your health. I feel more at ease in Tokyo. I have a lot of work recently, so I probably can't go home. This I've already signed up to the card for Yue's family."

Mrs. Tsurumi on the other end knew that she had touched on a topic that shouldn't be discussed, so she answered vaguely and hung up the phone.

After closing the line, Tsurumi Aya closed her eyes, took a deep breath, her eyes fell on the cell phone she was holding in her hand, she raised the corners of her lips emotionlessly, and her thoughts suddenly drifted.

Thanks to the sudden "bang" sound from the ceiling at this time, this time the sound was louder than before, even Tsurumi Aya who was in the air was awakened, as if her eyes were being stung, she quickly turned her eyes away and looked at the dressing room. The mirror focused on patting the cosmetics.

"There's still something wrong with the movement upstairs..." Tsurumi Ling wiped her lip gloss meticulously, picked up the laundry bag, frowned and looked up at the ceiling worriedly, complaining softly.

"Even if it's justifiable, I thought it was just a noise for a while, but now it seems that there is no intention of stopping at all..."

"In short, let's go buy some small gifts after sending the clothes to be washed."

"After all, I'll be resting at home recently. If you make such noise every afternoon, you will inevitably worry about getting a nervous breakdown."

"Take the gift as sugar-coating for the inconvenience, and then add a little friendly opinion, even two families who have never met before, should be able to accept it without embarrassment?"

Therefore, Tsurumi Aya, who was planning to go straight to the laundromat, took a detour to a nearby store to buy a souvenir. On the way, she passed by a gymnasium in a nearby block. A group of young high school students in school uniforms gathered together. There were men and women. Excited and loud discussions about an ongoing event, mixed with cheers and laughter, it's hard not to be noticed.

Tsurumi Aya turned her neck sideways and looked over. She raised her slender eyebrows, raised the corners of her thin lips, and slowly moved her eyes around the crowd. Several high school boys among the students noticed her eyes and hurriedly lowered their eyes. Turned down the volume, red from the neck to the top of the head in an instant, looking a little at a loss.

It looks like there is a sports competition...

Tsurumi Aya reacted slowly, and smiled casually. She didn't have the intention to look at the innocent boy in high school at all. She withdrew her gaze and walked towards the apartment without looking back.

Rather than saying that it was Tsurumi Aya who knocked on the door, it might be better to say that the owner was just about to go out, and the two of them reached a rare agreement. As a result, she just walked to the door of the neighbor's house with shopping bags, and the door opened as if she was waiting for her. .

The first thing that catches the eye is not the appearance of the new neighbor, but the inverted triangle figure from the shoulders to the waist and abdomen. Because he is wearing a super casual T-shirt and basketball shirt, the muscles on the shoulders and forearms can be seen most clearly. It's not a strong and strong macho model, but it can also be seen from the lean and tight lines that the extraordinary body is well developed.

The other party seemed to be taken aback, his face was a little ugly, and he held back for a long time before he said, "Hey... Let me tell you, who are you? Why are you standing here?"

Tsurumi Aya was stunned before blinking, and slowly raised her gaze from the opponent's faint waistline, and then raised it again, only to see his vicious expression.

"...Huh?" She evaluated subconsciously in her heart. She has a good figure, beautiful muscles, unusually tall, and a bit fierce look, but she doesn't look like a villain, especially when you look closely at her temperament and age... Ah, so tender too much.Tsurumi Ling raised her eyebrows, raised her slender eyes, and asked softly and harmlessly with a smile, "Hey, how tall are you?"

"190," he answered honestly with a fierce face at first, and his eyebrows were flying with anger after realizing it, "No, I asked first! Who are you?!"

... fried hair?Hop?It's obviously a fierce face, but it's not dangerous, and somehow it makes people feel a little dumbfounded.

Tsurumi Ling couldn't help laughing out loud, and in the other party's voice of "Hey, Hey, Hey", she lifted the shopping bag in her hand to the front—it seemed to have reached the waist of the other party, pursing the corners of her lips Laughing softly, "I'm the resident downstairs, I'm here to say hello to you, new neighbor."

The other party's originally stiff expression froze, stared at her with wide eyes, and squeezed out a smile awkwardly, "Then, come in and have a seat...please." He opened the door as much as possible, leaning his tall body on one side as much as possible. Beside the side door, he lowered his head obediently and looked respectful.

Tsurumi Aya, who had finally stopped laughing, couldn't help laughing again, "Eh? Don't bother me? I think you are going to go out."

"Ah, it's okay." The other party scratched his face, closed the door and led Tsurumi Aya to the sofa, put aside the basketball he had been holding in his hand, and scanned the ceiling and the floor, but didn't look directly at her. "Have something to drink, please."

The basketball was tossed lightly, forming a smooth parabola in the air, and landed on the cleaned floor with a familiar "boom".

Tsurumi Ling's eyelashes trembled, and she said with a low smile, "Ah, that's how it is."

The other party was washing his hands in the kitchen, and he didn't hear Tsurumi Aya's exclamation through the sound of rushing water. He poked his head out of the kitchen, his arms hanging from the weight stretched into tight lines, and his loose basketball shirt hung down on his shoulders On the top, revealing the muscular shoulders, "Well... drink Coke or plain water...you."

"The water will be fine, thank you." Tsurumi Aya smiled, squinted her eyes and looked at the apartment. The decoration style is similar to her own, but the cleanliness is completely incomparable. There are no debris piled up or seen. Although the idle dust cannot be described as warm and beautiful, it can definitely be called clean and tidy. The only things that can bring a little personal touch are basketballs, basketball magazines, and a few pairs of basketball shoes neatly placed on the shoe cabinet.

Bringing a glass of warm water to Aya Tsurumi, the new high school student neighbor who was relabeled as "Jiao Shun Yan fierce, living alone and independent, basketball fanatic" scratched the glass, looked aside, and began to declare his family name super obediently, "Vulcan Tai, I'm a first-year high school student at Shirorin Middle School. I used to live in the USA, but I came back to Japan because of my father's work. Ben..."

"I used to live with my family, but now I live alone, and my hobby is basketball?" Tsurumi Aya smiled, took a sip from her cup, and looked at him with relaxed eyes, "Vulcan Lord, am I right?"

The author has something to say: It must be stated again... This article was written purely to eat up the growing underage, and it is true that it is for female votes and female votes! 【Hello

It seems that there are not many black basketball texts. Here we borrow the original anime Susu Susu character design, but the basketball that breaks through the sky is too hot to write!

Tigers rushing to the ground, please read more chapters, I will try my best to write more cute!Please leave a lot of comments and favorites!