Emperor Light Era

Teiko basketball club, the game between the members of the first army, the second army and the third army watched the game from the sidelines.

Heizi is in the corner, with a weak sense of presence. Even if he has brilliantly colored hair, he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by others, especially by Aomine-kun.

Finally, I saw Aomine-kun who was competing again.Heizi pursed his lips, his eyes were deep.Although it's been a while since I entered Teiko Middle School, I haven't greeted Aomine-kun, and I don't know if he will be angry...

However, Heizi looked at the dark boy smiling brightly on the basketball court. The basketball seemed to be given life in his hands, jumping with orange light. He changed his unimaginable postures. Rhythm is like a fish in the water, passing quickly from the palm of the hand, unable to catch its shape, free and unrestrained, such a happy basketball.

They have been so far apart.Aomine-kun is different from eight years ago, he has become so powerful... well, his skin color looks darker, and his body seems to be stronger.

Eight years have flowed slowly between them, imprinting too deep a mark.Neither I nor Aomine-kun are the same as they were eight years ago.Now it's just me, who has become weak from basketball due to a serious illness, and Aomine-kun, who has grown into an excellent basketball player.

so far.

Unknowingly, Heizi Yuan's blue eyes dimmed more and more.Because the distance is too far, even getting close has become a luxury.Just staring at each other, I feel that the distance between each other is like a gap. Even if there is a friendship eight years ago, it is just a "past" thing.

It is impossible for them to meet now.

Midorima, holding today's lucky item "raccoon biscuit" in his arms, glanced at Kuroko lightly, and couldn't explain what was going on. Obviously, this young man's sense of existence is very weak. will disappear from view.However, Midorima will still subconsciously look for him, probably because this type is too unprecedented.

It should be just out of curiosity, so I unconsciously wanted to observe.Although he really hates sunspots! ==+

However, to actually look at Aomine Daiki on the field with that expression, why?Is it someone you know?Midorima pushed his glasses and looked away.Hmph, forget it, it's none of my business anyway, even if that guy looks depressed, it has nothing to do with him.

Although Aomine Daiki's basketball skills are indeed considered good, and even Midorima himself thinks he is a strong opponent and a reliable partner, but there is no need to show such unreachable eyes.Weird guy.

Midorima pushed his glasses and turned his eyes back to the field.Qingfeng on the field is like the radiance of the sun. In the 1on1 duel, he is almost unstoppable, with a focused expression on his face and a bright smile that makes people's eyes hurt.He really is... a guy that people can't like.

Green room snorted coldly.

After the game, Heizi was in a low mood.Although Aomine-kun did win, it also made Heizi feel the huge gap in strength between himself and Aomine.As far as Aomine-kun's strength is concerned, he must be happier with an opponent who is evenly matched with him.It might as well just never meet again like this, maybe it would be better.At least, the memories of the past are so warm.

Lvjian Zhenaojiao watched the iris blue disappear from the corner of the eye, feeling more and more unhappy, so he decided to eat the lucky raccoon biscuit tonight.Originally, I thought I would give it to Heizi when he didn't need it at night, since he doesn't like sweets anyway.However, judging by the look of that guy, it should be unnecessary.

Simply eat it yourself.

Due to being in the armed forces, Heizi didn't do much basketball training during the day, so every night he would stay alone and continue training.Due to the relationship with the family in advance, the family also expressed understanding for Heizi who came home late at night, but still seriously told Heizi to be careful when returning home at night, pay attention to safety and so on.

Looking at the basket not far away, Heizi hugged the basketball and sighed.How many times he has looked at the familiar and distant basket like this, but it is a pity that he does not have enough fate with it.

The crisp sound of the basketball hitting the ground revived Heizi's spirits. He slapped the basketball in his hand intently, closed his eyes and imagined that 1ON1's opponent appeared in front of him, and Heizizhe also started today's training.

Mr. Qingfeng.I really want to catch up with you soon.It would be nice to have a chance to 1on1 together again.

1st grade B class, recess time.

"You've been practicing too late recently." Midorima still couldn't help talking to Heizi first.Actually, taking advantage of his weak sense of existence, it is not easy for the teacher to find out, so he sleeps so loudly during class time, Midorima can see at a glance that Kuroko practiced more than usual at night.

Heizi didn't comment, but asked another question that he was very concerned about: "Mr. Lujian, could it be that...?" Unbelievable on rare ground.

Looking at the Barbie doll with beautiful blond hair and blue eyes on the table in Midori, Kuroko looked away, and said with a rare hesitation: "...Isn't Midori-kun interested?"

"It's just today's lucky item!" Midorima added the accent on "lucky item", pushed his glasses, and said in a dissatisfied tone.As expected, he had eaten too much, and even if this guy went back late, it was none of his business, but he ran over to ask because of curiosity, it was really stupid!It doesn't suit him at all, Shintaro Midorima!

Thinking of this, Midorima didn't want to worry about it in an instant, and turned around angrily and walked to his seat.

"...Thank you, Midori-san, I will be careful." Seeing that Midorima was really furious, Heizi was different from his usual expressionless face, and slightly raised his lips to express his thanks.Heizi, who is well-educated and well-mannered, has always been able to express his gratitude frankly.

"... Huh." Midorima turned sideways, glanced at Kuroko out of the corner of his eye, and sat back on his seat without responding.The green eyes under his glasses were bright in color. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the books on the table, resting his chin with one hand, while the ballpoint pen in the other hand swirled beautifully in his hand.Hmph, that guy Heizi... Midorima snorted secretly in his heart, he couldn't explain why, but his mood had already started to warm up.

Even though Midorima had reminded him, Kuroko still didn't have the consciousness to go back sooner.And Qingfeng over there——

"Ah, there are people practicing in the nearest gymnasium, isn't there any space..." Qingfeng put his head in his hands and complained to Momoi Wuyue beside him.

Wu Yue put up her fingers and said with a smile: "I know that there is a gymnasium that is relatively empty. But... because it is located in a remote place, there is no one at night, but there is the sound of hitting the ball, so it is said to be a ghost arena~"

"Hahaha, how is it possible." Qingfeng smiled heartily, something suddenly flashed in his mind, then his expression suddenly became serious, he pushed the water glass in his hand to Momoi, grabbed the basketball and ran towards the fourth gymnasium: "Mayue , I won’t go home with you, I’m going to practice. Bye~”

"Da! You have to be careful, don't be possessed by a ghost~" Momoi said goodbye to her childhood sweetheart with a smile, and set foot on the way home alone.

"How is it possible, don't make a fuss in Wuyue, how could there be a ghost." The woman is so troublesome that she actually believes such an unrealistic strange talk.However, he does know someone who often has incidents like this...

Unfortunately, he is not here.