Chapter Eighty-Three
Saturday, game day.
For the overcrowded Tokyo, the free competition was already full of spectators.
There were four special characters who came to watch the game and sat together. They were Ryota Kise and Yukio Kasama from Hitoshi University, and Mataro Midorima and Kazuna from Takao University.
"Little Green Museum, which side do you think of?"
"Futian Comprehensive!"
"Hey, Seirin has little Vulcan and little Kuroko, you actually chose Fukuda Comprehensive."
"You forgot that junior high school game?"
"I……"
Midorima Mataro's words made Kise Ryota unable to say anything refuted. In the face of facts, even if there are thousands of words, a tongue that is not bad can be used.
The captain of Kise Ryota, Kasamatsu Yukio, who was beside Kise Ryota, asked Kise Ryota.
"What's the situation in that junior high school game? Liangta?"
"Hey!! That's a game that I really don't want to recall."
"The opponent is very strong? More powerful than your Di Guang?"
"It's not as strong as our Emperor Guang, but it's stronger than us, right? Little Lujian?"
Midorima Mataro did not answer, but looked at the players on both sides who had already entered the court, watched them take off their coats and start warming up.
After a while, Midoka Mataro turned around and said the "secret" that Kasama Yukio, Takao and Chengdu wanted to know.
"Now Fukuda Comprehensive Shirasaki Yoshigo is holding a group of fish in junior high school to suppress me. Kise Ryota, Murahara Atsushi, and Kuroko Tetsu also played a game. Although we Digu won, each of our players lost."
"Yes, that's a really unpleasant memory."
Kasama Yukio and Takao Kazuna were full of surprise on their faces, and then they had the expression of "You lied to us and thought we were kids."
Ignoring the shock and disbelief of the two, Midorima Mataro and Kise Ryota both set their eyes on the court.
Outside the gymnasium, not far away, two figures came slowly.
"A Da, that's the match between Xiangwujun and Zhejun. Don't you want to watch it?"
"There is nothing to watch for a game without suspense?"
"A Da... Let's go, I want to see, I want to collect information."
After saying this, the helpless beautiful girl Momoi Mayu walked behind the tall boy, pushed her hands and hugged the boy on the back of her head forward.
"Hey, May, the gymnasium is right in front of you, so don't worry about these few minutes."
"You're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry."
Well, the lazy Aofeng Daihui finally let go of his hands, returned to his usual walking speed, and gradually walked into the crowded gymnasium with Mayo Momoi.
"Yo, the game hasn't started yet, there are so many people?"
"That's sure. Fukuda has made a big splash in these games, and every game has a slam dunk and beautiful score. Seirin's Vulcan is also a slam dunk master. There must be many people who want to watch them play against each other."
"Cut, it's all paper tigers!"
"A Da...what side do you think about?"
"You still want me to say? Have you ever seen Xiangwu play basketball?"
"...But Zhejun and Fire God are also very powerful!"
"His light is not strong enough, I can't think of any reason Xiangwu will lose."
Not to mention the already crowded audience, the Fukuda comprehensive players who warmed up on the basketball court and the Seirin University players, everyone started the pre-match warm-up seriously.
On the coach's seat in the Seirin University lounge area, Aida Riko looked at Shirasaki Shogo who took off her coat, her eyes were full of data flashing, and then her face changed.
"How is this possible? All are peaks? This is impossible? Every physical fitness exceeds my estimate of my ability?"
Reiko Aida looked at Sugo Haizaki who walked into the stadium, her mind full of "impossibility".
At this moment, next to Aida Riko, a ghostly Kuroko Tetsuki also appeared and made a weak voice.
"Well, Supervisor Reiko, I may not be able to play much role in this game."
"What? What did you say? Say it again."
"Well, I may not be able to play much role in this game."
"Why, Kuroko?"
"Supervisor, Fukuda has a player who is the same type of person as me, No. 9 Fukuda Sasaki."
"Same type of people?" "Same type of people?" "Same type of people?"
Not only Aida Reiko heard this from Kuroko Tetsuya, but also a few players around her who have been sitting on the bench all year round.
"Hizijun, please make it clear, the same type of person as you, the sixth person in the fantasy."
"That supervisor is not the sixth man in the fantasy like me, but a player who gave up everything and defended with all his heart."
"A player who is dedicated to defending?"
"Um."
Reiko Aida grabbed her hair, which was very headache and crazy. She wanted to slap Kuroko Tetsuya in front of her: Can you tell me the whole thing? Don't ask me to ask, you will just say one.
"Hiko-kun, please explain it clearly, I don't understand."
"Fukuda Comprehensive No. 9 player, Fukuda Sasaki, can guard me, [Sight Induction] is useless to him."
"What?" "How is it possible?"
As soon as Kuroko Tetsuya said this, Aida Riko understood the importance of things. She grabbed Kuroko Tetsuya's neck and greeted Kuroko Tetsuya's head with her small fist.
"Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier?"
"You didn't ask, I just saw that Fukuda Sasaki."
"It's too late now. You are the starter. The list has been handed over. Play the first quarter first, Kuroko-kun."
"Understand, supervise."
Looking at Kittoya Kuroko who was going to warm up, Reiko Aida wanted to die. This is a full manifestation of insufficient preparation before the game.
In the practice competition, I won the Hichang University where Kise Ryota is located, and defeated King Masabuki University head-on. Then I killed two ordinary teams one after another. Aida Riko felt that all the Seirin University were a little bit floating, including herself.
In the audience, Ryota Kise looked at both parties who were still warming up and continued to speak.
"I know the strength of Xiao Mizuma, Haizaki, but I think it is still possible for Little Vulcan to say that. I also think his growth rate is very exaggerated."
"Is that true? That's because you haven't reached that level yet, otherwise you wouldn't have said that."
"That height?"
Midoma Mataro did not answer Kise Ryota's question, and there was a slight fluctuation in his heart. After the junior high school game, he vaguely guessed something.
The last time I watched the comprehensive practice competition between Tonghuang and Futian, although I didn’t see the two of them doing their best, it was already obvious.
After shaking the mutt toy in his hand, Midorima Mataro kept reminding himself in his heart: you can go further and you can climb to higher places.
Kazunaga Takao, who had been silent all the time, discovered the strangeness of Mikuma Mataro, and his eyes were also extremely bright.
Chapter completed!