Juri Ueno from Kuroko's Basketball

Following behind the two and listening to their conversation, Haizaki Shogo's expression changed slightly, and his gaze subconsciously turned towards the training gymnasium where Ueno and the others were training.

You must have gotten even stronger, huh? And those guys too!

………………

Youth training gymnasium.

On basketball court number seven.

Ueno and the others were relaxing each other's bodies, exhausted.

aside.

The old man was talking to Guangye.

A moment later, the old man left with his hands behind his back, while Guangye walked over with a solemn expression.

Looking at Ueno and the others who were relaxing, Hirono coughed lightly. When everyone looked at him, he looked at them and said in a deep voice, "We have a friendly match in three days."

"Friendly match?"

The crowd was puzzled as to who they were fighting.

Seeing the confusion on everyone's faces, Guangye said with a serious expression, "Our opponents three days from now are those guys from Team One."

Upon hearing this, Ueno and the others were taken aback.

They were actually very curious from the beginning about just how strong the team members were.

You should know that Aomine and Kise are hailed as geniuses who come along only once in a decade.

He was a genius who surpassed all others of his era.

Although junior high school and high school are different.

But he still didn't make it into the first team.

Therefore, they have always wanted to know just how strong the first team really is.

Seeing the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, Hirono pondered and explained, "One team, a total of nine people, three of whom are international students."

Although this is the Japanese youth basketball training team.

But they also invite talented international students.

One-fifth of the participants in this training camp are international students.

And it's still very strong.

Looking at Ueno and the others, Hirono recalled the information he knew and said, "And you only need to be careful of three people."

"The first one is Xkoda, their center, a guy who's 2.4 meters tall. Watch out for his rebounds; this guy's strength is terrifying."

After Hirono finished speaking, Kagami, who was relaxing Aomine's calves, changed his expression slightly, because his current position in the team was the middle peak.

He silently memorized the name: Xkoda.

Holding up two fingers, Hirono continued with a serious expression, "The second person we need to watch out for is Miyagi, their sharpshooter..." As he said this, Hirono's gaze slowly fell on the expressionless Midorima, and after glancing at him, he said, "This guy's three-point shot is no joke."

Despite Hirono's gaze, Midorima remained expressionless as he helped Kise relax, though Kise's face noticeably flushed.

"Finally..." When he got to the last one, Hirono's expression hardened, and he looked at everyone very seriously as he spoke: "Yohji Yamamoto, an all-rounder, a very mysterious guy."

At this point, Hirono's expression turned somewhat strange.

"mystery?"

"Teaching assistant, what does this mean?"

Could you elaborate?

Everyone was filled with curiosity and contemplation upon hearing Hirono's words.

Seeing everyone's confusion, Guangye gave a wry smile, spread his hands towards everyone, and said helplessly, "I don't know either."

"You don't know either?"

Looking at Guangye's wry smile, everyone was completely bewildered.

If you don't know either, then what do you mean by mysterious?

Looking at everyone, Hirono explained, "The head coach said to keep an eye on that guy."

"…………"

Chapter 109 What's wrong with Akashi?

Youth training gymnasium.

Basketball court for training camp number seven.

Kise looked at Akashi as he left alone, a hint of worry creeping into his eyes.

The others standing nearby couldn't help but look uneasy and worried.

During the recent training camp, Akashi was clearly distracted, constantly running out to answer phone calls, and returning looking visibly downcast; something must have happened.

"Is something wrong at Akashi's family?"

"do not know."

Everyone shook their heads, unsure.

Unlike them, Akashi is the type of son of a zaibatsu (financial conglomerate).

Ultimately, he will inherit the family fortune and become the kind of person who holds power over the world.

He was not a professional player.

Last night.

Kise overheard Akashi's conversation with his family.

Compared to them, Akashi's family members clearly didn't want the other to play basketball.

I want Akashi to go down the path of management.

Seeing Kise's worry, Ueno didn't know how to comfort him.

Everyone makes different choices.

He has no right to interfere.

However, he believed that Akashi was not the kind of person who would accept his fate.

While practicing his shooting, Qingfeng kept his eyes fixed on the basketball hoop.

"Just practice more, don't worry about those useless things."

Aomine had not considered whether Akashi would leave.

So does everyone else.

What they were worried about was Akashi himself; they hadn't even considered the possibility of him leaving.

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In the passageway.

Akashi stared calmly at the caller ID, remained silent for a moment, and then answered the phone.

"Father, is there something you need?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before a mature and steady middle-aged man's voice came through.

"Come back when you've had enough fun."

"I haven't lost yet."

Clenching his fists, Akashi's calm gaze flickered with a hint of panic.

Somewhere far away, in an incredibly luxurious and enormous manor.

Sitting on a sofa exuding aristocratic elegance, a meticulously dressed middle-aged man calmly looked out the window and said into the phone, "I've given you plenty of time."

"I didn't lose."

"You're not a child anymore. I hope you understand the blood flowing in your veins."

"Dududu~"

After hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man gazed intently into the distance.

And the other side.

Hearing the busy tone of the phone call, Akashi's expression immediately turned somewhat grim.

Recalling the last words on the other end of the phone, Akashi took a deep breath for a moment before his expression calmed down.

My gaze drifted toward the training field, where the sound of basketballs falling echoed continuously.

...............

The next day.

Training Ground No. 1.