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

"This is me?!"

"Is this a genius book?!"

Sakuragi's voice cracked with excitement.

"That's right!"

"Sakuragi-kun's dunk yesterday was captured on camera by reporters!"

"Now everyone in Kanagawa knows that Shohoku has an incredibly talented Sakuragi Hanamichi!" Haruko said with a smile.

"There's more down here..." Yohei leaned over and read aloud.

"That beautiful dunk was made by Shohoku High School's number 10, Sakuragi Hanamichi..."

"Wow, that's a high compliment, Hanamichi." Yohei whistled. "You're really famous now."

Sakuragi Hanamichi felt like he was about to float away, his soul leaving his body.

This feeling is better than eating ten bowls of ramen, and more refreshing than drinking an ice-cold cola!

He held the newspaper with trembling hands, as if he were holding the Imperial Seal of the State.

"Look...do you see that! The gorilla!"

"It's all in the newspapers! I'm a genius! Wahahaha!" Sakuragi suddenly turned around and shoved the newspaper into Akagi's face.

Akagi tore off the newspaper, his lips twitching.

I have to admit, this photo is indeed impressive.

Even he, upon seeing this photo, could recall the shock he felt at the time.

"Hmph, don't get too cocky."

"The real battle is yet to come." Akagi said with a blank expression, throwing the newspaper back.

His gaze swept over a headline in the corner of the newspaper.

[Lin Bei, the mysterious freshman point guard, the "magician" in the final moments?]

Although it wasn't as long as Sakuragi's story, it still mentioned Rinbei's crucial steal.

"Where's Lin Bei?"

Akagi frowned and looked around. "Why haven't I seen him today?"

Logically speaking, although that guy is lazy, he has been working quite hard lately.

"That sleepyhead?"

Sakuragi, still basking in his moment of glory, casually remarked.

"He's probably still lying dead somewhere, wasn't he exhausted like a dog yesterday?"

The voice just fell.

"yawn--"

A long, weary yawn came from the doorway.

Everyone turned around and saw Lin Bei, dressed in loose sportswear, with headphones around his neck and a meat bun in his hand, slowly strolling in.

He looked sleepy, his hair was a mess like a bird's nest, and he exuded a decadent aura of "refusing to work".

"You guys are so noisy..."

"Shouting and yelling like that so early in the morning, you'll get complaints about disturbing the peace, don't you know that?"

"People should have a sense of public morality..." Lin Bei rubbed his eyes, looking utterly hopeless.

"Lin Bei! You're late!"

Sakuragi immediately rushed over, newspaper in hand, to show off: "Look! Look! This genius is in the newspaper! On the front page!"

Lin Bei's head was buzzing from Sakuragi's loud voice. He glanced helplessly at the nearly crumpled newspaper.

My gaze lingered on the photo of the poster for a second.

"Oh……"

"Well done, you managed to make your silly face look somewhat human."

Lin Bei took a bite of the meat bun and gave a vague comment.

"What do you mean by 'looking stupid'?!"

"This is heroic! Do you understand heroic?" Sakuragi bristled.

"Yes, yes, Yingzi."

Lin Bei walked to the bench and slumped down, his bones still protesting.

Although my stamina on the system panel has been fully restored, the mental exhaustion is truly unbearable.

"but……"

"Since everyone is so energetic," Lin Bei swallowed his bun and looked at Akagi with half-open, dead fish eyes.

"Shouldn't we start thinking about how to deal with that 'middle-aged man' next?"

Akagi was taken aback, then realized who Lin Bei was talking about.

Shinichi Maki, the king of Hainan University Affiliated High School.

That guy who looks a bit older than his age, the number one in Kanagawa.

Upon hearing this name, the previously relaxed atmosphere instantly turned serious.

Akagi took a deep breath, his gaze sharpening like a knife.

"That's right."

"Shoyo is just the beginning."

"Our goal is to dominate the entire country."

By this time, many people had already arrived.

Akagi clapped his hands loudly:

"Everyone, assemble! Begin training!!"

"oh!!!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi carefully folded the newspaper and solemnly stuffed it into Yohei's arms, his eyes burning with renewed fervor.

"Yohei! Protect this with your life! It's a family heirloom of the Sakuragi family!"

"I know, I know... You're so long-winded." Yohei shook his head helplessly.

Lin Bei sighed, stuffed the last bite of the bun into his mouth, and reluctantly got off the bench.

"Ugh...this is so troublesome."

"But for the sake of a comfortable life of lying down in the future... let's try our best."

Despite saying discouraging things, he still stretched his wrists and walked onto the court.

The morning sunlight streamed through the high windows into the stadium, bathing the floor in a golden glow.

……

This is the day at Shohoku High School.

The air seemed to be filled with a restless, hormonal atmosphere.

Ever since that copy of the Kanagawa Sports Newspaper drifted into the campus like snowflakes.

The public opinion in the entire school underwent a complete reversal.

The basketball club, which was originally regarded as a "concentration camp for delinquents," suddenly became the focus of attention for the entire school.

Especially Sakuragi Hanamichi.

"Look! That's Sakuragi!"

"Wow, he's even taller in person than in the newspaper!"

"I heard his dunk sent the center of Shohoku flying! That was incredible!"

In the corridor, Sakuragi Hanamichi walked with his hands in his pockets, his gait even more exaggerated than usual.

His upper body was leaning back so far that his nostrils almost touched the ceiling, and his red hair shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Hmph... Foolish mortals, have you finally realized the greatness of this genius?"

As Sakuragi walked, he frantically scanned the reactions of the girls around him out of the corner of his eye.

Whenever he hears a scream or a sigh of praise, the corner of his mouth twitches uncontrollably.

He tried to suppress his laughter, but his two rows of white teeth betrayed his inner elation.

The "Sakuragi Army" followed behind him, each with a complex expression.

"This guy's tail's already wagging in the air," Yohei Mito sighed helplessly.

"He has walked back and forth in the corridor eight hundred times since this morning."

"Isn't he tired?" Takamiya Nozomi munched on potato chips.

"I suppose this is what it means for a genius to 'patrol their territory'."

"Just like the Monkey King..." Oonan Yuji shrugged.

For Lin Bei, this day was nothing short of a disaster.

As the "mysterious point guard" mentioned in the newspaper, his photo only occupied a small corner.

And it was only his profile view, but that didn't stop him from becoming a topic of discussion.

During breaks between classes, his desk was always surrounded by curious eyes.

"Lin Bei, I heard you know kung fu?"

"Lin Bei, did you really fall asleep during the competition?"

"Lin Bei, classmate..."

Lin Bei lay on the table, pulled the hoodie over his head, and turned the music in his headphones up to the maximum, trying to block out the noise from the outside world.

"Ugh...this is so troublesome."

He wailed inwardly.

"System, can you use visual guidance from outside the stadium?"

The system panel is unresponsive.

This service is obviously not offered.