Chapter 16 Your Rukawa
Ayako laughed and said, "Oh dear, we teaching assistants have so much to do! From now on, Haruko and I will share this task, it's settled!"
Haruko nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, yes! Ayako-neechan is right!"
Hanon had no objections and nodded in agreement.
The entire team breathed a sigh of relief, since teachers and parents had required items to be arranged neatly since kindergarten.
They felt that Hanon was not only good-looking, but also had a good temper. Her only flaw, which was not exactly a fault, was that she was not good at tidying up and was a bit spoiled.
But with that face, everyone felt that being a little delicate wasn't so bad, and it didn't seem out of place at all. In fact, it made people feel more comfortable around her.
...
That day, Kanon arrived at the basketball court and found Sakuragi covered in dirt and with bandages on his face. After looking him up and down, she couldn't help but ask, "Hanamichi, how did you get those injuries on your face?"
"Hehehe...it's nothing, we just had a fight..."
Sakuragi scratched the back of his head, forcing a dry laugh, and stood obediently as she scrutinized him. Fighting was fun for a moment; he'd forgotten he was being watched.
Hana's usually gentle face turned serious, and her beautiful brows furrowed slightly: "Why are you fighting? Didn't we say athletes shouldn't fight easily? Why are you fighting at school?!"
Rukawa Kaede put away the ball and stood quietly on the first line, observing the situation.
Sakuragi, his chubby cheeks puffed out, his eyes darting around, pointed at himself with his two index fingers: "Um... this... this... it wasn't on purpose, I'll be more careful next time!"
Ayako looked at Sakuragi with amusement. Although he was carefree and easygoing, he could be considerate at times. "Oto-chan, it's a misunderstanding..."
As Ayako explained, a mechanical voice also sounded.
[Main character appears in the manga: Ryota Miyagi]
[Triggering part of the plot: ]
Hana turned her head and sized up the point guard who was half a head shorter than her—
He had bronze skin, curly cauliflower-shaped hair, and a sparkly earring on his left ear.
Judging from her clothes and appearance, she is undoubtedly a very fashionable person.
The "slideshow" in her mind played one slide after another, and Hanon paid special attention to the details of his playing, so much so that she stared at Miyagi for a longer time.
Rukawa Kaede's expression was gloomy, and his icy face carried a hint of danger.
Hanon smiled and said, "Since it's a misunderstanding, let's clear it up. You guys go practice now."
Gongcheng glanced at her guiltily, realizing that he had hit her younger brother because of a misunderstanding, but thankfully the other party didn't hold it against him.
During his hospitalization, the basketball court underwent a dramatic transformation—
They gained a true genius, Rukawa Kaede, and a self-proclaimed genius, the red-haired monk Sakuragi Hanamichi. Even more amazingly, Sakuragi's sister became the team's assistant coach! Even the training time and content changed.
Miyagi snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Ayako with an indifferent expression: "Hehehe... Ayako, I'm going to train now."
Ayako: "Okay, good luck, Ryota!"
Hanon looked at Rukawa Kaede beside her, his expression indifferent, yet he continued to hurl sarcastic remarks. Although she didn't understand why he was unhappy, she still smiled good-naturedly and asked, "What's wrong?"
On the field, coaches should pay attention to each player's mood and comfort them in a timely manner.
Rukawa looked at her, and when he saw her bright smile, seven or eight parts of his annoyance disappeared.
He turned his head to one side and moved his lips: "No."
Hanon nudged him, her voice rising at the end: "Okay, you're not upset. Go practice, I want to watch you practice!"
Huayin smiled at him, her words and actions carrying a subtle sense of intimacy.
My body and mind were suddenly overwhelmed without any reason.
Rukawa Kaede gave a soft "hmm" and walked onto the field with the ball in his arms.
Good afternoon, Coach!
Good afternoon, Coach!
Miyagi was very surprised to see the coach on his first day back. How lucky he was!
He ran up to the coach, bowed, and said, "Good afternoon, coach! I'm back."
In fact, Coach Anzai's attendance during this period of extra training has increased significantly, coming at least four or five times a week, and even providing some guidance to each player.
"Oh ho ho ho... Miyagi's back? Good, good, good..."
Coach Anzai patted him on the shoulder, looking extremely happy. "Kane, Miyagi will be Kanagawa's number one point guard in the future. We need to make a good training plan for him."
Hanon nodded: "Yes, Coach."
She firmly believes that height does not determine a basketball player's skill level, therefore she does not judge people by their appearance. Moreover, the abilities Miyagi has demonstrated are truly remarkable.
Miyagi was taken aback; the coach seemed to trust her completely.
During training, Kanon observed Miyagi discreetly, and almost at the same time, Miyagi looked over at her.
Hanon exclaimed, "Miyagi is incredibly perceptive! He's definitely a promising point guard!"
Ayako smiled, her voice gentle: "Yes, Ryota is working very hard, he will definitely become Kanagawa's number one point guard."
Kanon noticed Ayako's unusual gentleness and raised an eyebrow. "Ayako, you and Miyagi... hmm?"
Ayako was taken aback at first, then laughed and said, "Oh, no!"
Hana looked at her suspiciously, with distrust, "Oh..."
Ayako was a little embarrassed and annoyed. She pinched the soft flesh on her face and said, "Why are you looking at me? Look at your Rukawa Kaede!"
Hanon turned her head and looked at the back of the person shooting the ball.
His shooting motion was beautiful; when the ball left his palm and flew into the air, it was like a planet slowly emerging from the dust.
"Whoosh—"
The sound of the ball hitting the net was very pleasant.
Hanon couldn't help but exclaim, "Watching Rukawa play basketball is simply a visual feast!"
Although Ayako isn't a fangirl, it's undeniable that what Kanon said is quite right.
Even though Rukawa had his back to her, he seemed to know what she was doing, and glanced back at her while retrieving the ball.
Hanon blinked and said, "Rukawa, you're not allowed to go home until you've made 300 three-pointers today."
Her healing power depends on him!
Rukawa looked at her calmly, his voice still indifferent: "I understand."
Anyway, she'll stay with him until he finishes shooting.
Rukawa Kaede gripped the ball, savoring the surge of joy welling up inside him.
Miyagi looked at Yasuda in surprise. Yasuda was practicing ball control with both hands at the same time. He couldn't help but say, "Yasuda, let's play one-on-one."
"OK."
Upon hearing this, the Shohoku team members all stepped back to make room for the two players.
Miyagi held the ball, looked into Yasuda's eyes, and dribbled forward.
Yasuda bent down slightly, lowered his center of gravity, and kept a close eye on Miyagi's movements.
Miyagi's shoulder swaying became more pronounced and felt very natural.
Even when Miyagi knocks him off balance for a short time, Yasuda is able to quickly regain his balance and keep up the chase.
Ayako patted the paper fan in her hand: "At this distance, Miyagi only needs to shoot to win, but mid-range and long-range shooting is his weakness."
Hanon commented objectively, "Miyagi's dribbling is excellent, and his changes of direction are very deceptive."
At that moment, the palace started moving, suddenly accelerating and then abruptly stopping.
Yasuda quickly closed in, attempting to steal the ball with his right hand, constantly applying pressure to Miyagi in front of him, moving close to Miyagi's body, blocking Miyagi's rhythm with his feet, and frequently switching hands to disrupt Miyagi's dribbling.
Seeing that things were going badly, Miyagi was startled. Yasuda had improved so much! He had to be careful and not embarrass himself in front of Ayako!
Miyagi performs a second crossover dribble behind his back and quickly turns around.
At the same time, Yasuda followed closely behind.
Miyagi's body moved quickly, and his instinctive reaction was to stop abruptly, followed by a one-sided change of direction, successfully breaking through!
The sound of the sneakers rubbing against the ground was particularly loud.
Gongcheng felt a sudden surge of powerful energy rushing towards his fingertips and soles of his feet. The power expanded wildly in his limbs, as if it were about to burst open.
As he dribbled towards the basket, he could clearly hear Yasuda's footsteps chasing after him. Miyagi passed the ball to his left hand, feinted with his shoulder, shifted his weight, and Yasuda continued to stick close to Miyagi.
Just as Yasuda intercepted the ball, Miyagi, for the sake of saving face, had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for a layup, hoping to use his jumping advantage to achieve his goal.
Miyagi jumped too high, and Yasuda couldn't reach him at all, so instead of trying to block the basketball, he put his hand on Miyagi's face.
The entire Shohoku team exclaimed in astonishment: "What kind of technique is that?!"
Hanon explained, "This is Sean Battier's defensive signature move, the 'Blindfold Technique.' This move is ineffective against top pitchers like Rukawa, but it's enough to deal with Miyagi."
Ayako glanced at him sideways: "...Okay, okay! Your Rukawa is the strongest!"
The entire Shohoku team was stunned. When did Hanon and Rukawa get together?
A fox with airplane ears: ...!
Hanon continued her earnest explanation: "Shooting relies on feel and muscle memory. Rukawa could probably make a shot with his eyes closed. But most people, like Miyagi, lose their composure once their eyes are covered."
Sure enough, the basketball spun around the rim a few times but ultimately didn't go in.
Miyagi, his chubby cheeks puffed out, stubbornly said, "Yasuda, you've improved a lot lately. I didn't expect you to stop me like this."
Yasuda didn't care about Miyagi's stubbornness and said gently, "Alright, it's my turn to attack now."
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