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

The coaching bench of Ryonan University.

Taoka Shigeichi looked as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

"impossible!"

"He's clearly a complete novice with only three months of experience playing..."

Shohoku bench.

Lin Bei looked at the smug figure on the field and whistled softly.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"It seems... the 'teleportation' training is having some effect."

"Although his movements are still a bit rough, with that kid's physical abilities, once he gets the rhythm, this is an unsolvable breakthrough."

In Lin Bei's opinion, Sakuragi Hanamichi's physical abilities are definitely no less than Kagami Taiga's.

He will gradually make up for the missing part.

……

On the field.

Sakuragi Hanamichi did not celebrate immediately after landing.

He turned around and looked at Fukuda Kichijo, who was still standing there, bewildered and questioning his existence.

He pointed to himself with his thumb, chin held high, nostrils practically touching the sky:

"How is it, Afu?"

"You can't keep an eye on a genius like me."

Sakuragi chuckled, revealing a set of white teeth, his eyes full of cunning:

"Because... I've already learned the 'teleportation' technique taught by my master!"

"Is this something a mere mortal like you could possibly see through?"

"Instantaneous... teleportation?"

Fukuda muttered to himself, clearly intimidated by the ridiculously over-the-top name.

At this point, the cheers from the audience finally arrived.

"Goal! Shohoku scores!"

"I never expected that Shohoku's first score would be scored by Sakuragi!"

"This kid's got some skills! I'm a fan now!"

Hearing these comments, the little voice inside Sakuragi Hanamichi practically wanted to roll around on the grass in celebration.

He looked at the bright red "2" on the scoreboard and was secretly delighted.

"Hahaha! Did you hear that?"

"I scored all of Shohoku's goals!"

"Although that goaltending ball just now gave away 2 points, I've also scored 2 points now. 2 minus 2 equals 0, which means I've basically controlled the entire score!"

"I am the master of the court!"

This strange arithmetic logic made Sakuragi instantly inflate his ego to the extreme.

At this moment, Ryonan's center, Jun Uozumi, was still standing under the basket.

Watching the basketball roll away, I started to question the meaning of life.

For a split second just now, he was even prepared to cover for the defender.

But Sakuragi's speed was too fast, so fast that he couldn't react at all and could only watch.

"That beginner... how come he's improved so much in such a short time?"

Uozumi's mind was still filled with the image of Sakuragi's clumsy figure during the practice match.

I simply couldn't reconcile myself with the lightning-fast, extraordinary person before me.

Just as Uozumi was lost in thought.

A chill suddenly swept over me from behind, carrying a hint of irritation.

"Hey, boss monkey."

Uozumi was startled and turned around to look.

Suddenly, Sakuragi Hanamichi appeared behind him like a ghost.

With her hands behind her back, she was staring at him with a mischievous grin.

The big face was very close.

His eyes held three parts mockery, seven parts provocation, and a total urge to be punched.

"What? Panicking?"

Sakuragi lowered his voice and said in a deliberately profound tone:

"Do you think my genius is beyond your comprehension?"

"Does it feel like your worldview is collapsing?"

Uozumi's lips twitched, and he was about to retort.

Sakuragi held up a finger and shook it in front of Uozumi.

A look that says, "I understand you, no explanation needed."

"With your common sense, you'd better not think too much about my genius."

"otherwise……"

Sakuragi pointed to his head and said earnestly, "Your brain will get fried, Monkey Boss."

Uozumi: "..."

At that moment, Jun Uozumi looked at the red-haired guy in front of him and felt a strong urge to press him to the floor and rub him a hundred times.

This guy...

He's still that infuriating bastard!

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Uozumi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his soaring blood pressure.

He picked up the basketball and slammed it hard at his teammate on the baseline, as if it were Sakuragi's head.

"attack!!"

"Give them a good beating! Blow them to pieces!"

Seeing the exasperated Uozumi, Sakuragi Hanamichi turned around with satisfaction and gave Lin Bei a "V" sign.

Lin Bei, standing on the sidelines, sighed helplessly and rubbed his forehead.

"This guy... his taunting skills are maxed out, he's a master at drawing aggro."

"However, you've angered the monkey boss, so you're in for a rough time in the upcoming paint battles."

……

The entire audience of the Hainan University Affiliated High School had very interesting expressions.

Jin Soichiro's usually smiling eyes were now unusually narrowed into slits.

Staring intently at the red-haired figure on the court, his tone was grave: "Maki-senpai, if Shohoku really can win..."

"With Sakuragi Hanamichi's 'rocket-like' rate of evolution, he'll be a big problem in the finals."

Mu Shenyi crossed his arms, his fingers lightly tapping his biceps, and remained silent.

But his eyes were frighteningly deep.

Although that change of direction was still a bit rough, it was definitely something special.

"Tch! Don't try to boost their morale!"

A bristling "wild monkey" jumped right onto the chair.

Kiyota Nobunaga pointed to the sidelines, his entire body teetering on the edge of redness:

"That red-haired monkey just got lucky! He just stumbled upon a goal!"

"How dare you pretend to be an expert in front of me! Unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable!"

Kiyota gritted his teeth: "If I were on the court, I would have dunked on him a hundred times already!"

Maki Shinichi glanced at his first-year ace who was always on the verge of breaking down and sighed.

This child still doesn't have enough homework.

On the other side of the stands, the group at Miura Terrace shuddered collectively.

Captain Murasame subconsciously touched the top of his head; the lingering pain from being knocked unconscious by a basketball last time was still faintly throbbing.

Watching Sakuragi's current actions, he swallowed hard: "This guy... is he cheating?"

"Last time he only knew how to foul, but now he can even change direction and dribble past people?"

……

The game continues on the field.

Lingnan launched an attack.

Koge Hiroaki patted Fukuda on the back and lowered his voice:

"Ah Fu, don't get carried away."

"That kid's a hothead, I'll shake him to death next time."

Fukuda Kichijou didn't say a word, but his narrow eyes were fixed on Sakuragi, his fists clenched until they turned white.

Being fooled by a beginner?

This is worse than killing him.

But Sakuragi didn't even look at him.

The red-haired boy's gaze passed over Fukuda and locked onto the lazy-looking man with a broom-like hairstyle on the flank, Sendoh Akira.

He raised his chin, his eyes defiant: See? You're next.

"Heh, an interesting fellow." Sendoh's lips curled into a playful smile.

"Defend! Hold the line!"

"Ryota! Mark that number 6 closely! Steal the ball from him!"

On the Shohoku bench, Ayako's paper fan left afterimages as she waved it.

Ryonan serves, and Yuzuru advances steadily, delivering a high lob shot straight to the inside.

"team leader!"

Jun Uozumi held his position at a low level.

His two-meter-tall frame was like a moving small mountain, pinning Akagi Takenori firmly behind him.

"Akagi!"

"I'm going to win this one!"