"Um?"

"Miyaji-senpai is really fierce."

"Um."

"But...."

"......"

"The bananas and snacks sent by Miyaji-senpai, and the watermelon sent by Kimura-senpai, are really delicious."

"......Um."

Takao Kazunari felt that he could hardly see Miyaji-senpai's back clearly. How could it be...

Why am I so sad?

Obviously...

Obviously,

only......

Just lost a game?

...that's all.

Midorima Shintaro lowered his eyelids, raised his hands to grab the clothes on his chest, his fingertips were pale, and he remained silent.

"Duang——"

Another punch hit the two men's heads hard.

It's Captain Taisuke Ōtsubo.

After waking the two men up with the hit, he pointed to the cheering banner of Xiu De High School's basketball team on the sidelines. On it were written four huge words: Unyielding.

The two of them stared at the banner in a daze.

Above them, the students from Xiude High School who were cheering for them had tears in their eyes, but the moment they looked over, they held up their horns and cheered: "Xiude! Xiude! Xiude!"

"Midorima! Takao! You guys are the best!!!"

"Ootsubo-senpai, Miyaji-senpai, Kimura-senpai, what an exciting match—"

“Shude! Shude! Shude——”

Listening to the hysterical shouts of encouragement, as well as some sentimental classmates wiping their eyes while shouting, the two couldn't describe the feeling in their hearts.

I just felt that everything was complicated and I was disappointed from the bottom of my heart.

Disappointment in myself.

Finally, a pair of big hands gently pushed the two forward from behind. Without looking back, one could tell that the warm hands and gentle movements were the hands of the silent but honest senior Kimura.

"Come on, line up, or be careful, Gongchi will roar at you again."

Kimura's eyes were red, but he still managed to cheer up his juniors, "We stopped here in the Summer Cup, but we must keep going in the Winter Cup."

"Yes!" X2

The two of them obediently followed Senior Kimura and returned to the team.

The referee stood beside the two teams and shouted, "The game is over! Luoshan High School vs. Shude High School, 99 to 61, Luoshan wins, salute!"

"Thanks for your advice!"

Both sides saluted.

Midorima Shintaro thought for a long time, and finally held out his hand: "I lost, but the next time we win, it must be us!"

Akashi stopped, and Atobe Kagemitsu also stopped.

"I appreciate you, Shintaro, it was a pretty good match."

He looked down at Midorima's outstretched hand, "But, Shintaro, I'm sorry, I can't shake your hand."

Midorima Shintaro was stunned.

Akashi looked up, "If you want to win first, you have to become more ruthless."

He looked up and said seriously: "Victory is everything."

"I hope you regard me as an enemy."

"Yeah?"

Midorima Shintaro withdrew his hand. The scene just now made him feel a little lucky, but it seemed that he was just wishful thinking.

"You haven't changed at all, Akashi. You've been like this since that time."

He was still the captain Akashi Seijuro who pursued victory, but he was no longer their vice-captain Akashi when they entered junior high school.

"But even so, I will definitely beat you next time!!"

Midorima's eyes were extremely firm and serious.