Port Mafia Writing Diary

There were times when I thought it was going to be a struggle with just a few bright-haired teenagers on the field, only to end up with a ghostly miraculous pass.

The pass was fast and accurate, and within a short time it reached the hands of another Teiko Middle School student, and within a short time, the little giant named Atsushi Murasakibara slammed the ball.

The opponent's height gives people a strong sense of oppression, and the slam dunk scene is amazing. I almost didn't care about shooting it, and I pulled Oda Sakunosuke with excitement.

"That's amazing, Sakunosuke, you must put Kosuke here in the future!"

"I've heard that boys who play basketball grow taller. It's really shocking to see it now. If Kosuke learns to play basketball, can he be this tall?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "...I don't think so."

I sighed, waited for the end of the competition, reluctantly took some photos, and then went to the second school I visited with Sakunosuke Oda.

The second stop is the private PK middle school.

The biggest advantage here is the direct affiliation, which is said to have cultivated high-achieving students in society.

This day is the day when all members of the community are allowed to enter the campus to visit the parent meeting.There are a lot of people here, so I dispersed with Oda Sakunosuke and made an appointment to meet in a place after 15 minutes through mobile phone contact.

I walked around bored for a while, and saw the dining car made by the students of PK Middle School. My eyes lit up immediately, and I bought a lot of snacks, and I was going to share them with Sakunosuke Oda.

While walking, I unpacked a piece of coffee jelly, squinted my eyes full of happiness and walked towards a place with few people, only to see a strange family of three.

"Kusuo, hurry up and help Dad. The leader called and asked me to get out in 3 minutes. If I'm late, Dad will lick the leader's shoes again."

'No, don't you like to lick shoes. '

To my surprise, the young man with cherry pink hair clearly did not open his mouth, and the voice of his words was heard in my ears.

I was stunned, is this a superpower?

Suddenly, the cherry-pink boy looked towards me.

After seeing the other person's face clearly, I regained my energy and stepped forward subconsciously, "Hey, boy, are you related to this boy by blood? God, it really seems like it!"

I showed the family the photo of Akashi Seijuro from the Age of Miracles that I had just taken.

In an instant, the child's parents were arguing about it, and the cherry-pink boy showed a strange look, and he directly asked me to go to another place to talk.

As soon as we left, there were a lot of hoo hoo voices behind us.

I couldn't help but turn my head back: "'Oh hoo', is it a habit in your school?"

If Kosuke also learns like this, I will try my best to control the distance between him and other children.

'I have something to do with this boy, please don't say it. '

I nodded thoughtfully.I heard that Akashi Seijuro is the son of a big chaebol, and Saiki Kusuo boy is from a seemingly ordinary family.

Could it be that the family of the big chaebol does not allow children with the same appearance to come out, and forcefully sends one out?

Qimu Nanxiong: "..."