I really don’t want to play basketball

Since the bento incident, Momoi May has insisted on making Bento for Araki Hikoichi every day, in the name of hoping that Araki can feel every bit of his progress.

But, let’s be honest… Araki Hikoichi feels the level of cuisine of May Momoi… There is no progress at all!

But fortunately, under the poison of Masako Araki for many years, Araki Hikoichi has an extremely strong resistance to Momoi May’s cuisine, so in the face of Momoi May’s daily bento, Araki Hikoichi still eats all of it in his stomach.

As time passed, after several days of training, the members of the first-grade First Army finally welcomed their first opponent in the Diguang Middle School period, Harada Middle School.

Harada Middle School is another middle school in the same Tokyo district as Teiko Middle School, but compared to Teiguo Middle School, Harada Middle School is slightly less famous, after all, the basketball department of Teiko Middle School is famous in the country, so naturally Harada Middle School can be compared.

In this exchange competition, the Emitsu Middle School had no intention of sending senior students at all, so among the people who went to Harada Middle School this time, in addition to the leader of the team leader of Hongmura Shuzo, only six first-year regular members such as Arakihiko and the serious uncle coach with eyes remained.

After packing their things, several people got into the rented limousine bus and set off towards Harada Middle School.

In the car, facing the upcoming first race to enter middle school, everyone was naturally a little excited, even Seijuro Akaji, who had always been light and breezy, showed a bit of fighting spirit in his gentle smile, and the more straightforward Daiki Aobi was even shaking his legs impatiently.

As soon as he got into the car, Atsushi Ziyuan sat in the innermost position in the last row, and next to him was the natural dull teenager Araki Hikoichi, and the two were eating snacks in the car, of course, mixed with Atsushi Zihara’s words of “one more piece” from time to time.

And in the position before the two of them, Shintaro Midorima, a young man with a cold face, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then took out a handful from his pocket… Folding fan!

“Huh? What is this thing~ Midorima. Aomi Daiki, who happened to have nowhere to vent because of the excitement of the game, immediately leaned over and asked.

“This is the lucky thing of divination this morning, as long as I have it, my shot will definitely not be missed!” Shintaro Midorima said confidently.

“Isn’t that superstition?” Aomomine Daiki continued, and then he snatched the folding fan from Midorima Shintaro’s hand, “Just let me see the words on it.” ”

“What superstition, the mystery of morning divination can not be understood by a mortal like you… Wait, don’t open! I wanted to refute Aomine Daiki’s words, but when I saw Aomine Daiki snatch his folding fan and prepare to open it, Midorima Shintaro suddenly panicked.

However, if you don’t open it, then Aobo Daiki is not Qingfeng Daiki.

So amid Shintaro Midorima’s roar of “don’t open”, Daiki Aomomine unfolded the folding fan completely.

With the sound of “brush”, the pattern on the folding fan was completely exposed to everyone’s eyes.

Bright colors, flying cherry blossoms, sky-blue sailor suits, and a girl from the second dimension on a folding fan is blushing shyly, pressing the hem of her skirt in the wind.

Aomine Daiki froze.

He quickly closed the folding fan again, but even so, the gazes of everyone around him looking at Shintaro Midorima became subtle.

“Ahaha, I really didn’t expect it…” Daiki Aobi hid his embarrassment with a loud laugh, he shoved the folding fan back into Midorima Shintaro’s hand, his eyes wandering, “It turns out that Midorima turned out to be a dead house.” ”

“You’re the dead mansion!” Shintaro Midorima rarely couldn’t keep his gentlemanly demeanor, and he held the fan in his hand, and his face was a little red all the time.

He gritted his teeth and glared at Aomo Daiki and said, “If it weren’t for the rush to come today, I had to buy a folding fan in the surrounding store of the anime, so the pattern on this is not my intention.” ”

“So that’s the case~” Aomomine Daiki scratched his head and said, “Actually, it doesn’t matter if Midorima is really an otaku, but it’s better not to show such a thing in front of everyone…”

“Huh.” Shintaro Midorima smiled coldly at Daiki Aomine, “First of all, I’m not an otaku!” ”

“Secondly, whose fault do you think it is to show this kind of thing in front of everyone! Bastard Aometo! ”

Subsequently, accompanied by a riot, Shintaro Midorima uses his lucky folding fan as a weapon to fight Daiki Aomomine for hundreds of rounds….

……

Finally, amid the fighting, the bus drove into the gate of Harada Middle School.

As soon as they entered the school gate, many students were already curiously looking towards the bus.

After all, Diguang’s basketball department is very famous, so there are not a few students who watch the game in the name of the basketball department of Diguang Middle School.

“Okay, let’s check and don’t forget to take something, get ready to get off the bus!” The coach said after the car stopped.

While agreeing, everyone put on their respective bags and got off one after another.

“Ah~ It’s here!”

As the captain of the team, Hongcun stretched his waist and moved his muscles as soon as he built the car, and he spent a little longer in the car just now.

After a while, everyone got out of the car with their respective bags.

The students in charge of Harada Middle School have also arrived.

Led by the receiving students, everyone walked towards the gymnasium.

Along the way, they could feel that many Harada Middle School students around them were pointing at them, and some whispers faintly reached their ears.

“That’s Diguang’s basketball unit, Changhong Village Cultivation… It is said to be one of the top power forwards in junior high schools in Japan! ”

“But no one else feels impressed, it won’t be all freshmen who just entered this year, hahaha~”

The person next to him said jokingly.

Oops, but he’s right~

Arakihiko, who heard these whispers, shrugged wordlessly.

However, compared to the whispers of boys, the whispers of girls are more friendly.

“Well, that’s a member of the Diguang basketball club, they all look so handsome!” Are they here to play against our basketball team? ”

“Yes, but I heard that Diguang’s basketball department is very strong… Our school’s basketball department is expected to lose. ”

“Then let’s go take a look, and cheer them on by the way!”

“Come on? For Diguang? But they are outsiders! ”

“So what, who made them look handsome!”

In short, this is still a world of faces!

PS: The picture is a folding fan