"Extra, extra!!!

Akaji brought a girl from another school and even personally opened the car door for her!!! "

"I know!

He even kissed the girl when he opened the car door! "

"Eh, is Akaji so flirtatious as well?"

"Isn't it said that the more serious a person looks, the more restless they are?

Maybe Akaji … ~ "

"Hehehehehe ~"

"Hehehehehe ~"

It was getting noisier and noisier outside. The dark-skinned boy hiding in the bushes impatiently threw his backpack aside.

"Ouch!

Who is it! "

"That's Qingfeng's … Qingfeng, don't throw your backpack around!"

"Are you girls?"

Daigetsu Aofeng stood up impatiently and walked out of the bushes to take the backpack. "So annoying this early in the morning."

The boys didn't care about Qingfeng's hooligan personality at all. They laughed and punched their tall classmates.

"What, did I disturb you from looking at Little Hemp Clothes?"

"The latest limited edition, eight full-page portraits."

Daigetsu Aofeng proudly waved the magazine in his hand. "Two sets of gym clothes and two sets of swimwear."

"Not bad … let me see!"

"No — —" Taking advantage of his height, Daigetsu Aofeng raised the book over his head.

"… Do you think I won't chop off your shins?"

"Come on," Qingfeng smirked. "Or tell me, who's Akaji's girlfriend?"

"You also think it's his girlfriend!

If it's not his girlfriend, why would he open the door for her!

He even used his hands to cover his head! "

"Eh, so flirtatious?" Qingfeng shuddered.

He didn't expect Akaji to be so gentle and considerate.

"He seems to be leading people to the basketball stadium. Qingfeng, remember to ask around!"

"Basketball stadium?"

Daigetsu Aofeng, who had completely forgotten about Akaji's request for everyone to gather today, scratched his chin.

Should I go back and take a look?

"Most of the students in Kendo Society are second-year students, and their classes are full in the morning.

You wait here and go over after this match. "

Akaji brought Sanchū Ming to the basketball court and placed her bag on the table. He turned to the manager, Satsuki Momoi, who was curiously sizing up Sanchū Ming, and said, "This is Sanchū Ming. I invited her to train a friend from the Kendo Society."

"Wow … a beautiful manager." Sanchū Ming looked at the girl in front of him, who was not only beautiful but also extremely well-developed. He praised her from the bottom of his heart and expressed his jealousy. "Seijuro, does your basketball club look for managers based on their looks?

Isn't that too sneaky?! "

… He actually dared to ridicule Akaji as a thief!

No, he actually called Akaji by his name!

What a brave man!

And Akaji didn't even make a move to punish this disrespectful person!

Satsuki Momoi quickly developed a high level of respect for the tall and beautiful girl in front of him.

"Shut up." Akaji coldly glanced at Sanchū Ming, then turned around and sat in the coach's seat.

"Eh?

Aren't you going to change your clothes? "Sanchū Ming was surprised.

"There's no need."

Akaji looked at the few people warming up on the sidelines. "The other side isn't worth the main players playing. It'll be over soon."

"Don't try to scare me. I know that a basketball game takes a long time. How can a lesson be without the main players?

I want to eat as soon as possible after the game. "She heard that the food in Teiguang's cafeteria was delicious, and she had been coveting it for a long time.

"Don't doubt me."

Sanchū Ming frowned.

Was the hero going to make a move?!

Satsuki Momoi widened her eyes and quietly retreated behind the table.

Hero, please have the courage to ridicule Akaji's chuunibyou actions!

Don't care about my existence!

Hero Sanchū Ming took a step forward, squatted in front of the red-haired boy, and looked up at the boy with different pupils.

"But I want to watch Seijuro play basketball."

Sanchū Ming rested his chin on his hand and said in a very down-to-earth and sly manner, "I like to watch you play basketball. It feels like you're bullying noobs. It's very satisfying."

Akaji: "…" Since you said so, there was nothing he could do.

Akaji, who had been dismissive of the game, stood up silently and walked to the locker room outside the court.

Satsuki Momoi: "…???"

After a short while, Akaji, who was wearing a basketball uniform, joined the group of substitutes on the court.

Satsuki Momoi: "Pfft!

I saw wrong!

This isn't the hero!

This is the evil dragon beside the Demon King! "

"Hey … why is Chi-Zai on the court?"

The tall purple-haired boy, who was slumped on the bench, lazily opened his eyes. "The other side is clearly so weak."

"Although this practice game focuses on training the younger generation, since the other side came to Teiguang with sincerity to ask for guidance, the official selection is a form of respect for them." The green-haired boy pushed up his glasses with his bandaged hand.

"I don't think so. Little Atsushi Midori, look at the blonde girl sitting next to Little Peach!

Kochi Akaji brought her in! "

Huang Se, who was in the entertainment industry, expressed a different opinion. "I think Kochi Akaji just wants to show his handsome side in front of his girlfriend!"

"…" Atsushi was too lazy to speak and took a bite of the delicious food stick with a crunch.

"That's the only story you can come up with." Midori snorted coldly.

What a frivolous guy!

"Midori, what's wrong with me QAQ?"

Akaji and Sanchū Ming were both people who spoke softly. The official selection sitting in the back didn't hear what Sanchū Ming said to Akaji.

However, Sanchū Ming, who had extraordinary hearing, clearly heard the boys whispering behind her.

She was startled.

"Koutarou?

Brother Shizuo?

Fifty Mist? "

The official selection sitting in the back saw the blonde girl that their captain had brought with her turn around and shout out a string of names.

Ryota Hwang Se, Midori Shintaro, and Atsushi Shihara were all rendered speechless.

"Hello, I'm Ryota Hwang Se." Ryota Hwang Se was the first to react. She smiled brilliantly as she introduced herself.

… Don't try to trick me. That was obviously her Junior high school friend, the giant baby Koutarou.

Even though Sanchū Ming was shocked, she still politely introduced herself. "… Hello, I'm Sanchū Ming.

I'm so sorry, but your voices are so similar to someone I know. "

"How rude of me."

Midori Shintaro had no intention of smoothing things over. Ryota Hwang Se giggled as she introduced him to Sanchū Ming. "This is Midori, Midori Shintaro!

He's a little afraid of strangers. "

"What nonsense are you spouting!?"

After Midori finished scolding Huang Se, he began to frown in thought.

He felt a strange sense of familiarity towards the girl in front of him.

Where had he seen her before?

If Sanchū Ming had to say … the green-haired boy in front of her really did resemble Brother Shizuo.

If it wasn't for the fact that she had previously sent an email to Brother Shizuo and knew that he was in Ikebukuro, she really would have thought that this was some kind of prank.

"So annoying … Who's that Fifty Haze? Crush him." Sanchū Ming wasn't the only one who had called out the wrong name. Atsushi Shihara's aura was dark as he complained impatiently.

"I'm so sorry, I won't call you the wrong name next time." Sanchū Ming realized that he had done something rude and apologized again.

This world is so strange … She remembered that Seijuro's and Oishi's voices were exactly the same.

God must have been lazy when he created humans, right?

"It's okay." Ryota Hwang Se asked excitedly, "Is Sanchū Kochi Akaji's girlfriend?"

"No." Sanchū Ming shook his head. "It's Tameran."

… Akaji also had a Tameran?!

Sanchū Ming swore that she could clearly see this sentence written on everyone's faces.

This made her a little uncomfortable.

Seijuro's teammate … It seemed like his relationship with Seijuro wasn't as close as she had imagined.

Seijuro had clearly often mentioned his teammate on the phone and in emails.

Although it was only a few sentences, "My teammate has improved a lot," "We can win the championship," "I'm a little troubled by eating too much," and he didn't even mention his teammate's name, this was already a huge improvement for Seijuro, who was very restrained in expressing his feelings.

Sanchū Ming subtly pursed her lips and turned to look at the only person who didn't reveal an expression that made her uncomfortable.

"Good morning, and you are?"

"Tetsuya Kuroko. Nice to meet you."

The blue-haired boy who was asked for his name was clearly surprised. Even his expressionless face revealed some surprise.

"Eh?

Kuroko?

When? "Huang Se belatedly realized that someone had sat down beside her.

"Your hair … is it dyed?"

Sanchū Ming asked curiously. "Pink. Seijuro's red, gold, green, blue, purple … are there also orange and cyan?"

They looked like a rainbow, sitting together in a pile. It was quite beautiful.

Looking at them made her want to dye her hair too.

"I was born with it."

"Born with it?" Sanchū Ming was astonished.

The question was about to get sidetracked!

"Sanchū -san can see Zhe Jun?" Satsuki Momoi hurriedly changed the topic.

"?" Sanchū Ming didn't understand what they meant. "He's right here."

"This is the first time I've seen someone who can completely capture Kuroko's presence!" Huang Se's eyes widened. "Amazing!

How did you do it! "

How did you do it … "He's right here."

The two groups of people stared at each other. They were like chickens and ducks talking.

"Sanchū Ming's physical fitness is excellent. His five senses are very strong." A warm aura enveloped Sanchū Ming from behind.

"Seijuro." Sanchū Ming turned around and handed Akaji a water.

"Akaji Jun, a towel." Satsuki Momoi handed a cold towel she had prepared to Akaji.

"Thank you." Akaji took the towel, but Sanchū Ming reached out and took it away.

"You're not sweating, right?" Her tone was unpleasant.

Although she had been chatting with Seijuro's teammates, she didn't ignore Seijuro's performance on the field.

He wouldn't sweat at all with this amount of exercise.

"If you're not sweating, use the cold towel. You'll feel uncomfortable later."

"It's a little hot." Akaji didn't refute Sanchū Ming's admonishment and changed the topic. "Did you have fun chatting?"

"Not bad." Sanchū Ming obviously wouldn't go against Akaji's wishes. She sensed that he wanted to change the topic, so she went along with it. "Your teammates are all very good.

"I especially like this Kuroko classmate." She gave Tetsuya Kuroko a friendly smile. "Kuroko classmate, do you mind exchanging email addresses?"

Tetsuya Kuroko didn't have any objections.

"That's too much. Sanchū classmate only wants Kuroko's email address," Huang Se joked.

Sanchū Ming smiled at Huang Se.

"You're the one who said you wanted to watch me play." Akaji said expressionlessly.

"I did. Seijuro is still as good as ever." Sanchū Ming thought for a moment and added, "I'm in a good mood."

Akaji sighed.

Then, the Teiguang players saw a scene that made their eyes pop out of their sockets.

Akashiji Seijuro, who never had intimate contact with others, reached out and rubbed Sanchū Ming's hair with a helpless expression.

"Daigetsu isn't here yet?" Akaji put down his hand and asked Momoi.

Daigetsu?

Sanchū Ming frowned.

"… Ah, not yet." Momoi answered mechanically.

Good, then he still had time to send Ming away.

"I'll send Ming to the kendo dojo first."

Akaji picked up the bamboo sword bag on the table. "Shintaro, send the exchange team off. Momoi, go find Daigetsu.

I have something to tell you. "

"So this is how Kochi Akaji gets along with his acquaintances …" Huang Se rested his chin on his hand as he watched the two people walking towards the door.

"It's surprisingly normal."

"That expression on Chi-Zai's face." Atsushi Shihara opened a bag of chips. "It's annoying."

"But I feel that Sanchū classmate doesn't like us very much, except for Kuroko." Huang Se scratched his face.

"Is it an illusion?"

"Momoi." Midori didn't want to join in the conversation. He stood up and lowered his head to ask Satsuki Momoi, who was standing aside in a daze, "Where is the exchange team's car parked?"

He couldn't remember why Sanchū Ming looked so familiar.

Since he couldn't remember, he didn't want to think about it. He probably wasn't someone important.

Momoi, who was woken up by Midori, suddenly ran towards the two people who were walking away.

"Momoi?

Momoi?! "Midori rubbed the bridge of his nose in annoyance." So troublesome. "

He didn't know where the exchange team's car was parked.

"Hey, the green-haired classmate." Someone from the exchange team greeted Midori. "I remember that the car was parked in the parking lot next to a cylindrical building."

"Ah, I'm so sorry." Midori walked towards the exchange team who were ready to leave.

"Sanchū classmate, please wait!"

"Momoi?" Akaji stopped in his tracks. Sanchū Ming, who didn't want to stay, had no choice but to stop.

"Sorry to bother you, Sanchū classmate."

Momoi ran in front of the two people. "Akaji Jun, who doesn't sweat, can't use an ice towel?"

Sanchū Ming turned to look at Akaji's expressionless face and decided to go against Akaji for once.

"He has a slight migraine."

Sanchū Ming turned to face Satsuki Momoi expressionlessly. "He's had it since he was young."

Ever since Auntie Shiori passed away.

"Not only does he not sweat, but even if he does, he should use it sparingly.

"Manager Momoi, don't you know?"

She had just said that she was in a good mood and had a good chat because of Seijuro.

Actually, she wasn't at all.

She was very uncomfortable. Very.

Sanchū Ming was very unhappy and wanted to find a place to vent, but the door to the gymnasium opened.

"I heard that Akaji brought his girlfriend?" A sloppy and magnetic voice sounded from the door. Sanchū Ming looked in the direction of the voice.

"Daigetsu?"

"Daigetsu Aofeng?"

It's over.

Akashiji Seijuro thought to himself.

He had calculated the approximate time that Daigetsu would arrive at the gymnasium. He should have missed him, but because of Momoi's delay, they bumped into each other.

He turned around and decided to protect the dignity of his teammates and not watch the bloody scene that was about to unfold.

"Ah?

Who is it? "Daigetsu Aofeng, whose name was called, scanned the audience and fixed his gaze on Sanchū Ming.

"You look familiar …" He fell into deep thought.

"Xiaoqingfeng!"

Ryota Hwang Se jumped up happily and ran over while shouting, "This is Kochi Akaji's young trainer, Sanchū —"

"… I remember now!

Aren't you that Yagahara Takamori?! "The one whose head was shaved bald by the kid next door!

Daigetsu Aofeng suddenly realized and punched his palm. He looked up and down at Sanchū Ming and suddenly turned pale with fright.

"What's going on?

Did you whiten your skin?

You used to be a charcoal darker than me! "

— Ming.

Huang Se's mouth was wide open.

Qingfeng's voice was very loud. The words "Yagahara Takamori" echoed throughout the gymnasium and reverberated back and forth in the excellent sound effects.

"Yagahara Takamori —"

"Baldy —"

"Baldy —"

The gymnasium fell into a dead silence. Only the reckless Qingfeng was still chattering away.

"So that post was really made by Tsurumaru Kuninaga!" He clicked his tongue. "Throwing snakes and shaving baldy. I was wondering why it was so familiar."

"Wait, Xiaoqingfeng." Ryota Hwang Se manually closed his jaw and asked with difficulty, "Last night's post about how to get along with the young trainer who turned into the Evil Dragon Demon King … Young trainer refers to Sanchū?"

"That's right. That brat threw crabs into her fish tank, stuffed grass snakes into her bed, and even climbed into her room in the middle of the night to shave her head." Idiot Qing Feng confidently scolded the others for being idiots. "That brat is bad, and he's also an idiot.

You can't chase a woman like that. "

After a pause, Daigetsu Aofeng, the idiot teammate, dragged Akaji into the water. "Akaji, you saw the post yesterday. Don't you think he's an idiot?"

Akaji was speechless.

He handed the bamboo sword bag to Sanchū Ming and quickly took a step back.

"Speaking of which, you've changed a lot." Daigetsu Aofeng touched his chin. "You were so tanned before …"

Sanchū Ming suddenly laughed.

"Darker than you?" Her tone was gentle.

"Yes." Daigetsu Aofeng, who didn't know what conscience was, made a solemn vow. He didn't realize that his death was imminent.

"Being tanned and fat is already ugly. Later, you even became bald. I don't even want to look at you —"

Sanchū Ming tore open the bamboo sword bag and swung the sword at Daigetsu Aofeng's head!

"Go to hell, Daigetsu Aofeng!!!"