Kuroko's Basketball template: the king of slacking off, Shohoku's strongest sixth man.

Before he could finish speaking, Fukatsu's wrist suddenly jerked.

The basketball, like a cannonball, skimmed the floor along a deadly straight line and went straight to the basket.

That place was originally deserted.

But just as the ball was about to fly out of bounds...

"boom!"

A colossal beast rose from the ground!

Masashi Okawata, the ace center for Sannoh Industrial.

A colossal creature standing 1.94 meters tall and weighing over 200 kilograms.

His massive body displayed a lightness and flexibility in the air that was completely disproportionate to its size.

He caught Fukatsu's powerful pass with both hands in mid-air.

He was facing away from the basketball hoop.

Kawada's abdominal muscles tightened instantly, and he forcibly twisted his body in mid-air.

His strong arms swung the basketball high, like a heavy warhammer.

Then, smash it down hard!

"Clang—crackling!"

An incredibly powerful reverse dunk!

The entire basketball hoop emitted a sickening groan, as if it were about to be torn apart at any moment.

The backboard glass was vibrating violently, emitting a buzzing echo.

Kawada let go and landed on the ground with a thud.

He didn't even glance at the basket; he simply turned and ran back to the team with a cold expression.

Dead silence.

After a brief, deathly silence.

"boom--!!!"

The entire Hiroshima Stadium erupted in chaos!

"Aaaaaaah! Kawada's gone berserk!"

"Did you see that?! That's monstrous core strength!"

"This is terrifying! It's like a wild beast!"

This powerful and aesthetically pleasing reverse dunk completely ignited the entire arena.

It was more like a heavy hammer blow that slammed into the chests of the Shohoku team.

Takenori Akagi gasped, his breath catching in his throat.

That guy…

Akagi felt a chill run down his spine.

"Beep—!"

The referee's sharp whistle pierced the noise.

"The second half of the first match will begin in three minutes!"

The referee waved his arms loudly, shouting, "Players who are warming up, please leave the field immediately!"

Upon hearing the whistle, both teams began to slowly walk off the field.

The players from Sannoh Industrial remained calm, as if they had just done a trivial stretch.

Amidst the deafening cheers of the audience, they walked in an orderly fashion toward the players' tunnel.

And just then...

Sakuragi Hanamichi did not move.

He held the basketball in one hand, standing firmly at the center line of the court like a nail.

Those eyes, which usually seemed so clear and innocent, were now fixed intently on Masashi Okawada's broad back.

Two blazing, fierce flames burned in his eyes.

"Damn it..."

Sakuragi gritted his teeth, the muscles in his cheeks bulging, and squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

"This East African ape-man..."

He wasn't intimidated by Kawada's power.

He was furious!

"That bald bastard... how dare he steal the spotlight from this genius?"

Sakuragi was so angry that he was trembling all over.

"This guy stole all the limelight! Unforgivable!"

Kogure Kiminobu, who had already reached the sidelines, turned around, adjusted his glasses, and waved anxiously:

"Sakuragi! Come back soon!"

"The match is about to start, we need to leave!"

Sakuragi seemed not to hear.

He stood there like a statue, his chest heaving violently.

"no……"

The match is about to begin.

Sakuragi's mind was racing with his unique, single-celled logic.

"If we slink away now, we'll have completely lost to them in terms of morale!"

"Didn't Lin Bei say that being a villain is the most exciting thing ever!"

"Yes! This genius is the chosen one of this place!"

"I have to slam that ball down right here, in front of everyone! I have to reclaim all my prestige!"

In those ten or so seconds that Sakuragi stood at the center line lost in thought...

An unusual atmosphere began to spread throughout the stadium.

From the players' tunnel on the other side.

The entire staff of Hainan University Affiliated High School, who had just finished resting and were ready to play the second half, were walking out in a line.

Shinichi Maki, who was walking at the front, stopped and frowned slightly.

Kiyota Nobunaga, who was following behind, peeked out and immediately spotted the conspicuous red buzz cut standing in the center of the field.

"Hey! What's that conspicuous red-haired guy doing?"

Kiyota pointed at Sakuragi, looking at him like he was crazy.

"Everyone's leaving, what's he doing standing there like a wooden stake, just spacing out?"

"What does he want to do?"

The eyes of countless spectators in the entire venue.

Those eyes that were originally discussing Kawata's dunk.

At this moment, everyone involuntarily focused their attention on that lone figure in the center circle.

All eyes are on us.

In this brief and eerie silence...

Sakuragi Hanamichi moved.

He slowly raised his right hand, gripping the orange basketball tightly with one hand.

Without any warning, he suddenly turned around, facing the departing figure of Sannoh Industrial.

He took a deep breath, compressing the air in his lungs to the maximum, and then opened his throat.

With all his might, he let out a roar that shook the entire stadium:

"Sannoh Industrial!"

This roar was rough and hoarse, carrying an unbridled wildness and arrogance.

It immediately shattered the whispers in the room.

Zebei was stunned.

Kawada frowned.

Even Fukatsu, who is usually expressionless, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

In Sakuragi Hanamichi's crimson eyes, there was not a trace of awe for the king, only pure provocation and fighting spirit.

He grabbed the ball with one hand and pointed at the entire Sannoh team.

He grinned, revealing a smile even more arrogant than the villain's.

"You bunch of guys..."

"You all better watch out, you geniuses!!!"

The moment he finished speaking, Sakuragi Hanamichi kicked his right foot back sharply.

"Bang!"

The hard wooden floor emitted a dull thud, as if it could not withstand the terrifying explosive force.

The red figure transformed into a bolt of lightning.

Trailing a violent gust of air, it headed straight for the basket!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sneakers rubbed wildly against the wooden floor, producing a piercing screeching sound that was almost like a sports car burning out its tires.

A red figure, with reckless courage, charged straight for the basket!

"This...this complete idiot!"

"What exactly is he trying to do?!"

Akagi squeezed out those words through gritted teeth, so embarrassed he could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of his toes.

Rukawa Kaede, who was standing half a step away, didn't even lift his eyelids.

His narrow, fox-like eyes swept coldly over Sakuragi's retreating figure, his face full of disdain:

"You big idiot. Ignore him."

This is absolutely an epic, suicidal moment in the history of Shohoku High School.

The entire staff of Sannoh Industrial, who were preparing to leave, abruptly stopped in their tracks.

For once, a big question mark appeared on Kazunari Fukatsu's perpetually expressionless face.

"What's going on?" He tilted his head slightly.

Sawakita Eiji lowered his hands, which were clasped behind his head.

His eyes widened slightly as he stared at the charging "red-haired rhinoceros".

"Huh? Shohoku's number 10?" Zebei raised an eyebrow.

"Looks like...he's planning to show off a dunk right in front of us?"

Masashi Kawada crossed his arms and let out a cold snort:

"You overconfident brat."