Kuroko's Basketball: I'm not the boss?

She could naturally see that Xiangyang still longed for a professional basketball career. If she hadn't persuaded Xiangyang beforehand, using her own personal experience as an example, Xiangyang would most likely have joined the Japanese national youth team even if he had to participate in a tryout.

However, just as Reiko said on the phone, what exactly is Xiangyang's opinion of China as a native Japanese? Will her presumptuous arrangements for Xiangyang backfire and upset him?

Hey…

For the first time ever, Masako, who has always been straightforward and never hesitant, was a rare exception.

At this moment, he was so worried that he sighed!

You have to understand, even though her career in the first few years was a bad memory, Masako still acted willfully and never wavered in her convictions there. They looked down on her, isolated her; the worst thing they could do was not to talk to her, but they dared not bully her at all.

"I'm so worried..."

Masako sat on the sofa, covering her face with her hands. She didn't even hear Himuro greeting her. She was still struggling with how to talk to Mukai later.

After a while, Xiangyang, who had finished being alone, came out with a towel around his neck. He even took a shower while he was alone.

Looking at Masako, who was half-lying on the sofa covering her face, Hikaru looked around and said, "Himuro's gone?"

"Miss Masako, why are you covering your face? Is your nose bleeding?"

Upon hearing Xiangyang's words, Yako slowly moved her hands away, meeting Xiangyang's gaze.

"Humph."

With a cold snort, Yako also glared at Xiangyang.

Xiangyang: ? ? ?

"It's getting late, so I'll be going now, Ms. Masako."

Xiangyang was a little confused, but the clock on the wall reminded him that it was getting late.

"Wait, I have something to tell you."

To Xiangyang's surprise, Masako didn't just nod in response this time; instead, she asked him to stay.

For a moment, Xiang Yang's expression turned somewhat strange. He stared at Ya Zi with a smug smile on his face: "What's wrong, Miss Ya Zi? You're not going to confess your feelings to me, are you?"

"hehe."

Masako rolled her eyes, patted the empty seat next to her, and gestured for someone to sit in the sun.

Oh ho?

Xiang Yang was a little surprised, but since Ya Zi wasn't shy, he, a grown man, was even less likely to back down!

Without hesitation, Xiangyang plopped down next to Yazi, then turned his head, raised an eyebrow at her, and exuded his charm.

"You're so unserious. I'm being serious with you."

This time, Masako's tone was very serious. Realizing that Masako was not joking, Xiangyang immediately adjusted his expression, sat up straight, and waited for Masako to continue.

"After you finished your leg workout, were you thinking that since you can't play professional basketball, you might as well stop training altogether?"

After pondering for a while, Masako decided not to be so direct and to test Xiangyang's attitude first.

Xiang Yang paused for a moment, then said, "Indeed, that's what I thought back then. I made myself so tired every day, but it was just a club activity after all. Besides, judging from God's attitude towards me, it seems like I'm not cut out for this."

As expected, Masako frowned slightly, and was about to speak when she was interrupted by Xiangyang.

"Don't worry about Ms. Masako, I just have a bad mood every day. I say I won't practice, but when have you ever seen me slack off?"

Xiang Yang stretched his neck and continued slowly, "Besides, I made a bet with one of my junior classmates. I'm not the type to run away before the battle even begins. Even if it's just for that tiny bit of improvement every day, I'll train hard."

Hearing Xiangyang's words, Yako was stunned for a moment, then let out a long sigh of relief.

This kid… I think I was overthinking it.

Noticing that Masako seemed to be in a better mood, Xiangyang chuckled and stood up, saying, "So, Miss Masako, don't worry. It's getting late, and it wouldn't be good if we ran into bad people on the way..."

However, before he could straighten up, Masako grabbed his hand and said, "That's not what I wanted to tell you."

ha? ?

Xiang Yang was truly bewildered this time. Looking at Ya Zi's expression, he couldn't help but say, "No way, Miss Ya Zi, are you really going to confess to me?"

With a snap!

Masako's seemingly retractable katana reappeared, striking Hikari's head precisely with the back of the blade.

Damn it... where did this woman pull out that katana from??

Xiangyang grimaced and covered his head, staring at the knife in Yazi's hand, his head full of question marks.

call--

Masako let out a soft sigh and slowly said, "Do you know China?"

"Do you take me for an idiot, Miss Masako?"

That's not what I meant!

Masako's composure crumbled instantly. She looked intently at Xiangyang and asked again, "What I mean is, do you want to go play basketball in China?"

Chapter 141 The Cunning Reiko Tajima

"What I mean is, do you want to go play basketball in China?"

……

……

"Uh... Ms. Masako, in order to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings..."

Xiangyang rubbed his temples, feeling overwhelmed by the amount of information, and said, "Let me confirm first, you're not talking about going to China for tourism... and then playing some ball around, right?"

Masako didn't speak, her beautiful eyes fixed on Xiangyang.

"Okay, okay, I was just joking, don't be so serious."

Xiang Yang smiled awkwardly, then said seriously, "Miss Yako, you go ahead and speak. I'm listening."

Seeing Xiang Yang's attentive expression, Yazi touched her nose and carefully said, "I have a friend who's a basketball reporter for a Chinese newspaper. She happens to be working in Tokyo right now. If you want to play professional basketball but want to avoid the Japanese Basketball Association, you could consider it..."

"Change your nationality!"

After saying that, Yako let out a long sigh of relief. She had finally said what she had been thinking for so long. Now, all that was left was for Xiangyang to say!

When Yako looked over, she saw Xiangyang tilting his head back as if he was in a daze. After waiting for a while without getting a response from Xiangyang, she simply kicked him.

"Huh?? What??"

Xiang Yang suddenly woke up, turned his head and met Ya Zi's unfriendly gaze. He waved his hand and explained, "Oh, I was thinking about it, don't rush me!"

After saying that, Xiangyang continued to maintain the posture of tilting his head back slightly.

On the surface, Xiangyang was just spacing out, but in reality, he had already started communicating with the system in his mind.

Q: If I change my nationality and join another country's team, is the main quest considered complete?

答:

!

The moment he received the reply, Xiangyang immediately jumped up from the sofa, his face beaming with excitement.

I've found it! The way to complete this damn new main quest!

"No problem, Ms. Masako. When would you like me to meet with that reporter who grows flowers and have a chat?"

Xiang Yang looked excited, as if he had found a treasure, which made Ya Zi wonder.

"I mean... you just agreed so readily?"

Yako asked with a suspicious expression. She really didn't expect Xiangyang to agree so readily! He didn't seem to hesitate at all... except for that "thinking style" he had just displayed, which was like that of a complete idiot.

"Think about it again. Changing your nationality is such a big deal. You didn't discuss it with your family... Sorry, I forgot."

Just as Masako was about to persuade Xiangyang to discuss it with his family, she suddenly remembered something, realized she had said the wrong thing, and quickly apologized, a look of shame on her face.

Xiang Yang waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, but in Yako's eyes, his magnanimous demeanor was just him putting on a brave face!

Suddenly, Masako's eyes softened considerably, and even her perpetually icy expression forced a kind smile.

Xiangyang: ...

What I'm saying is, if you can't laugh, you don't have to laugh...

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Xiangyang's face, but Yako's unusual reaction served as a wake-up call for him.

Although in terms of his soul, Xiangyang is still Xiangyang, the college student who had one foot in the corporate world in his previous life, now, in this body, he is undoubtedly a native Japanese!

In his own view

Changing one's nationality to Chinese wouldn't pose any problem, since one's mindset and upbringing are derived from China. However, to outsiders, the idea that one can simply decide to change nationality without even thinking about it seems incredibly audacious. Does this country not have anyone you care about? How can someone be so open-minded?

Having figured this out, Xiangyang covered his mouth with one hand, pretending to have made a firm decision after careful consideration, and turned to Yazi to say it.

Talent: The Birth of an Actor has begun.

“Ms. Masako, this decision is a little difficult for me, but…”

Xiangyang took a deep breath, as if he had made a great decision at that moment: "I want to try! My journey shouldn't stop here; I want to go to a bigger stage!"

After saying that, Xiangyang leaned back and buried himself in the sofa, covering his face with his hands, looking as if his emotions had not yet calmed down. However, through the gaps between his fingers, he secretly glanced at Yazi's expression. Sure enough, after watching Xiangyang's performance, Yazi was convinced. She completely believed that Xiangyang had really made up his mind after a fierce internal struggle.

Okay, I'd give myself a perfect score!

Where Masako couldn't see, Xiangyang's lips curled into a slight smile, which vanished in an instant. He then rubbed his face vigorously and gave Masako a forced smile.

"So, when can we meet? I can't wait to put on the national youth team jersey!"

Yako glanced at Xiangyang, assuming he was still forcing a smile, and didn't point it out. She lowered her head and pondered for a moment before saying, "How about the day after tomorrow? I'll pick you up from your school then."

"okay."

Xiang Yang readily agreed, then glanced at the clock on the wall and teased Yako, "Miss Yako, don't you have anything else to say to me? Really, aren't you going to consider confessing your feelings to me? I'm not good at rejecting people!"

With a whoosh!

The sound of a blade being drawn from its sheath.

"Hey! I've been staring at you this whole time. Where did you pull out that katana? Are you some kind of superhuman?"

Xiangyang was shocked. Right under his nose, Yako had pulled out her greatsword from who-knows-where. For Xiangyang, a materialist, this scene was far beyond his comprehension!