Chapter 18 Long-Range Three-Pointer

Hanon swung the mop, weaving past the two thugs with incredible speed.

Two loud bangs rang in my ears, but before I could see the details clearly, the two delinquents were already lying on the ground, unable to get up.

Everyone gasped.

One second she's a gentle and beautiful lady, and the next she's turned into a great demon!

This stark contrast is just so cool!

After glancing at the others, Hana's gaze settled on the tall, slender boy.

He had long, chin-length hair parted in the middle, with delicate features and clear, bright eyes. Huayin asked:

"Hello, are you Mitsui Hisashi?"

The other person was clearly taken aback, then sneered, "I'm Mitsui Hisashi, who are you?"

Mitsui Hisashi is never short of girls who want to be with him, but he can't be bothered with them at all. And now, they've even followed him to the basketball court.

[Main character appears in the manga: Mitsui Hisashi]

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"Let me introduce myself. I'm Kanon, the teaching assistant at Shohoku High School."

Kanon decisively tossed aside the mop, took the notebook from Ayako, flipped through it, tapped the name on the page, and looked up:

"Our proposed starting lineup for the Shohoku team includes: Captain Akagi, Miyagi, Rukawa, Sakuragi, and you—Mitsui-senpai, welcome back to the team."

What did she just say?

The crowd's expressions went from blank to bewildered. They were already fighting like this, so why were they suddenly talking about returning to the team?

Moreover, Mitsui doesn't seem to be returning to the team at all!

"What?! Fighting each other?" Sakuragi wiped the blood from his head, staring blankly at the long-haired delinquent in front of him, and muttered, "Is he even a little worse than this genius? Does he really know how to play basketball?"

"Who said I was going to rejoin the team!"

Mitsui roared, his face contorted with rage, "No! I'm not on the basketball team! I'm here to cause trouble! See those people? I brought them all! Hahaha..."

The entire audience watched him in silence.

"Hey... what are you doing, why are you looking at me like that! I'm..."

"Mitsui Hisashi, the MVP of Takeishi Middle School, is really amazing."

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief that the Mitsui in front of them was the former MVP.

sharp?

Rukawa Kaede recalled that when Kanon first met him for the third time, she also praised him for being amazing. How could she praise someone else like that?

Single-celled organisms cannot comprehend ever-changing emotions, so his heart sank, and his gaze became complex and turbulent.

Upon hearing about his past glories, Mitsui's pupils dilated sharply, and he said fiercely, "My affairs are none of your business!"

Kanon turned to Kogure and gestured for the ball, "Kogure-senpai, could you please pass me the ball? Thank you."

"Yes!" Kogure quickly took the basketball from the basket and passed it to her.

"Slap, slap, slap"

The rhythmic thumping of the ball echoed through the quiet basketball court.

Mitsui's eyes rippled with emotions like ocean waves, and his voice trembled slightly: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Everyone looked towards Hanon outside the arena, their faces filled with confusion.

Hanon caught the ball and glanced at Mitsui, who was slightly loose.

Then, she lifted the basketball with one hand and casually tossed it toward the hoop, her stance relaxed and relaxed.

Even so, the basketball seemed to have a mind of its own, drawing a beautiful curve in the air.

A crisp "whoosh" sound reached my ears.

Mitsui's face was filled with disbelief.

The moment the ball went in, a crack appeared on the expressionless fox-like face.

This wasn't a superficial shock, but a shock that came from the depths of the soul, an extremely intense shock so strong that it made my chest and spine feel numb.

This person's narrow, fox-like eyes completely dominate his appearance.

The entire Shohoku team: ?!

She was standing a full court away, yet she just casually made the shot?

My God, this is absolutely amazing!

Moreover, that curve is absolutely gorgeous!

This not only requires extremely strong wrist strength, but also a very high level of body coordination and core strength.

How many more unexpected things is she hiding?

"Mitsui-senpai, does that goal-scoring sound sound familiar?"

The sound of that goal, no matter how many times, can get his blood pumping!

Mitsui could hardly contain his fluctuating emotions—confusion, helplessness, regret, and self-blame were all intertwined.

Hanon said sincerely, "Coach Anzai is really looking forward to your return."

Mitsui Hisashi was trembling all over, his face as pale as paper.

Coach Anzai must be extremely disappointed in him!

Damn it! Why... why did he become like this!

Mitsui is caught in his own vicious cycle.

Tetsuo, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked Hanon up and down, exhaled a puff of smoke, casually tossed the cigarette butt on the ground, stubbed it out with his foot, then walked up to Hanon and asked, "Mitsui, is this your friend?"

To be honest, he hadn't met a worthy opponent in a long time, and this girl's skills had caught his attention.

Hanon frowned. She didn't want to fight Tetsuo. In the story, Tetsuo had a close relationship with Mitsui, and later became friends with Sakuragi's gang.

Rukawa Kaede stood in front of Kanon, switching places with her, perfectly blocking Tetsuo's view. His face was expressionless, yet a hundred times more icy than usual.

Even the carefree Sakuragi was on guard, believing that Tetsuo was dangerous. He stood side by side with Rukawa, completely shielding Kanon from view.

The atmosphere was tense. Miyagi swallowed hard and reminded them, "Hanamichi, Rukawa, don't make any rash moves...!"

Tetsuo grinned arrogantly, "Want to make a move? Aren't you afraid of having your department disbanded?"

Kanon peeked out from behind Rukawa: "Your friend Mitsui Hisashi doesn't want the club to be disbanded."

Rukawa Kaede tilted his head and looked down at her, all the icy thorns and anger vanishing without a trace.

Mitsui's mind was filled with Kanon's words. He opened his mouth as if to refute her, but didn't know what to say.

Tetsuo noticed Mitsui's emotional change and raised an eyebrow, waiting for Mitsui's explanation.

"The Sakuragi Army of Justice is here!"

Takamiya's voice echoed throughout the basketball arena, and the Sakuragi Army struck a pose against the light, ready to go all out.

"..."

Everyone was stunned by the comical performance of the four members of Sakuragi's gang. For a moment, no one uttered a sound, and the atmosphere became both relaxed and somewhat awkward.

Takamiya looked around, puzzled. "Huh? Is it over already?"

Yohei stood up straight, hands in his pockets, looked at Tetsuo, a smirk playing on his lips, but no smile in his eyes. "The basketball court is not a place for you guys."

He had come here because of Mitsui Hisashi, and since Mitsui didn't want to cause trouble, there was no need for him to get involved. Tetsuo picked up his coat from the ground, draped it over his shoulder, and calmly said, "Let's go."

Watching Tie Nan's departing figure, the delinquents' eyelids twitched. Enduring the excruciating pain, they got up and slunk after Tie Nan.

The farce ended so suddenly that all the team members were somewhat dazed.

Mitsui Hisashi sat on the ground with his eyes vacant, seemingly lost in thought.

Hanon: "Mitsui-senpai, the Shohoku basketball team really needs you."

Upon hearing this, Mitsui trembled slightly. After being injured, he had always felt that he was no longer needed.

However, he glanced at the basketball court he had made a mess of and felt too ashamed to return to the team; his pride wouldn't allow him to back down.

"Mitsui-senpai, did you come here to resolve the conflict with Miyagi?"

Mitsui suddenly looked up at the girl with a gentle smile.

"Since we're at the basketball court, how about we settle our issues through a game?"

Mitsui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted at Miyagi, "Hey Miyagi! Dare to go one-on-one? I'll rejoin the team if I win~ Looks like Shohoku still needs me!"

All members of Shohoku High School: ...

Miyagi's eyebrows twitched: Is this guy out of his mind?!

Hanon smiled and thought, "Mitsui, a third-year student, is even more childish than Sakuragi, a first-year student. He's not only proud, but also stubborn."

Worried that the two guys were about to start fighting again, Kogure couldn't stand the tension. He stepped forward to ease the atmosphere: "Hey Mitsui, let me fight you!"

Occasionally, Mitsui would show his stubborn side, impatiently urging, "Kogure, you're no match for me! Get out of my way, Miyagi, you brat, come here!"

He had a burning passion for basketball and was eager to get on the court and show his worth.

Kogure anxiously stopped Mitsui: "Mitsui, welcome back to the team~ But if you want to have a duel, you'll have to get past me, the vice-captain, first."

Ayako rubbed her temples speechlessly, hugged Kanon's arm, and whispered, "These problem children, if we don't treat their wounds soon, the blood will dry up!"

Kanon blinked, realizing her oversight, and said, "Kogure-senpai's three-point shooting has improved a lot recently."

Hearing this, Mitsui, who was about to refuse, retorted defiantly, "No problem!! Kogure, let's have a match! If you lose, don't blame me for not going easy on you!"

Hana chuckled softly—

On the field, her greatest strength lies in how to manage player relationships, or rather, how to appease the players.

"You guys go and clean up the blood on your heads. The first-year team members, go wipe the floor and give our Mitsui-senpai a stage to show off."

The young team members nodded obediently to Huayin, "Yes!"

Mitsui, with the air of a young master, stood to the side with his hands on his hips, watching: "Hey you brats, hurry up and don't waste your senior's time!"

The first-grade team members: "...Yes."

"Aya, Aya?" Hanon patted Aya, who was in a daze: "Aya, quickly take everyone to clean the wounds."

Ayako snapped out of her daze, her eyes lighting up. "Ah, right!... Kogure-senpai has already gone."

Looking at the calm-looking Huayin beside her, her gentle features always revealed a hint of resilience, making her seem both gentle and powerful.

"Excuse me, Kanon, how does it feel to beat someone up?" Ayako held up the paper fan in her hand, pretending to put it to Kanon's mouth as if it were a microphone.

Hana looked down at her, chuckled softly, her eyes curving into crescents, and leaned closer to the "microphone" to respond to her interview.

"Be gentle, but also have the courage to slay dragons."

Life is not easy for anyone. We can be tolerant, kind, and extend warmth to this not-so-easy world.

But if someone takes advantage of the situation and betrays our goodwill, well then, whatever, she's not someone to mess with.

Gentleness without armor is worthless.

As they were talking, a clear and pleasant male voice suddenly came from beside them.

"Teaching assistant."