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

This wave has become a habit.

Xiangyang scratched his head and glanced outside the store. It was late afternoon, and many office workers and students were wandering around outside on their way home.

Judging from the situation, it would be a long time before Lingzi finished eating, but Xiangyang was not in a hurry. For him now, any scene that would be considered ordinary by a flower grower could attract his attention. Of course, the main reason was his longing for his past life.

While eating her noodles, Lingzi glanced at Xiangyang, who was looking at the scenery with his head turned to the side. After thinking for a while, she asked, "How are you feeling today?"

"what?"

Xiangyang snapped out of his daze and looked at Lingzi with a puzzled expression. Only after meeting her gaze did he understand what she meant.

"Hmm...not bad, there are a few players who have quite a bit of potential. If they train a little more, they might actually be able to perform well in the World Championship."

Xiang Yang thought of "Little Wang," who was a defensive specialist, and also of the big guy who had left an impression on him but whom he had never fought.

"I think I played pretty well today, right?"

Xiangyang stroked his chin, recalling the afternoon.

Determined to broaden everyone's horizons, Xiangyang entered the "zone" in a completely unethical manner, and the result was as expected.

"Little Wang," who was originally able to exchange blows with Xiang Yang, was instantly knocked down by this force. As for the third person to take the stage... let's not even mention him.

That was done in seconds! What's there to say?

Of course, Xiangyang's deepest impression was of that old man Hai.

Seeing his three disciples being knocked off the field by Xiang Yang one after another, unable to defend even a single ball, and losing all three games with a shutout!

His face, at that moment, looked more weathered than charcoal.

During the apology session after the bet ended, Hai Lao didn't act like a senior. Although he said "I'm sorry" rather casually, so casually that Xiang Yang wasn't even sure if he said it, he didn't renege on his bet!

"Pfft ha"

Ha ha ha ha."

Just as Xiangyang was lost in his memories, Lingzi couldn't help but burst out laughing. She covered her mouth with one hand, trying to maintain a ladylike demeanor, but the sound that came out of her mouth had nothing to do with "silver bells".

"If you had known that old man before, you would have realized just how amazing it is that someone could make him apologize in such a way."

Lingzi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled as she spoke to Xiangyang.

"Well, I can tell without you saying it. He must be a stubborn, grumpy old man."

Xiang Yang shrugged. He had already formed a preliminary assessment of himself as a future coach.

Lingzi nodded deeply, agreeing with Xiangyang's words. She then added, "Before I went to Japan, Hai Lao had already become the new coach of the national basketball team. At that time, he had a very bad temper. Many people even said that he was like a rock in a latrine, smelly, hard, and difficult to deal with!"

The stones in the outhouse are smelly and hard, which is quite apt.

Xiang Yang smiled, but then he suddenly noticed a flaw in Ling Zi's words and asked, "The new national team coach? But wasn't the place I went to today the training ground for the national youth team's reserve players? Old Hai... he holds multiple positions?"

Faced with Xiangyang's question, Lingzi shook his finger: "The year before last, the national team coach was still Hai Lao, but that old man was really fed up with the declining strength of the younger generation of players in the country, so he took the initiative to apply to the Basketball Association to step down. Now, Hai Lao's main responsibility is to train the younger generation of players in China, which is the current national youth team."

At this point, Lingzi paused, then forked another mouthful of noodles and continued, her words muffled, "By the way, the current coach of the Chinese national team is also one of Hai Lao's former disciples, who transitioned from point guard to coaching."

Oh ~

Xiangyang nodded in sudden realization; Lingzi's second half of her words had given Xiangyang a wake-up call.

If you can't make a living playing basketball in China in the future, you can always switch to coaching.

In my previous life in the NBA, there were many point guards with outstanding basketball IQ who chose to become coaches after retiring. After all, the point guard position is the brain of the team on the court, and to a certain extent, its function is very similar to that of a coach.

Lingzi, of course, had no idea what Xiangyang was thinking. She finished the last bite of noodles with a slurping sound, let out a soft burp, then elegantly pulled out a tissue, wiped her mouth, stood up, and said, "Let's go."

Xiangyang subconsciously stood up, and after answering, he realized what was happening and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Of course we're going to the supermarket to buy supplies. Otherwise, what if you starve to death while I'm not around? Old Hai would come after me like a madman."

Lingzi gave Xiangyang a sarcastic remark, but what was really meant by "sarcastic" was her recognition of Xiangyang's abilities.

Lingzi, who had met Hai Lao in her early years, could tell at a glance that Xiang Yang had won over the old man's heart. Although he didn't say it, Hai Lao was probably very happy right now!

Thinking of this, a smile involuntarily appeared on Reiko's face.

She discovered a phenomenal point guard for China!

In the future, when Xiangyang makes a name for herself in professional basketball, the history of Chinese basketball must remember her as Tajima Reiko... no, I mean, Shi Yimin for her great contribution!

"Waaaaah!"

Thinking of this, Lingzi simply put her hands on her hips and laughed loudly, disregarding her image.

"Miss Lingzi, please try to be normal, otherwise I'll be very embarrassed to be traveling with you."

"***gun!"

……

……

At this moment, on the other side of the world

Downstairs at Xiangyang's house, a figure had been standing there for a long time. He looked up at Xiangyang's window, and the phone in his hand was beeping.

"The number you dialed is not in service area, please wait..."

“…Little Xiangyang…”

Chapter 148 The team's cornerstone has been reserved!

Shark Gym

Clang!

The sound of dumbbell plates colliding rang out.

In the strength training area, Masako had just finished her squat training and picked up a towel to wipe the sweat from her face.

On the wall, the clock hand is pointing exactly to six o'clock.

Normally, at this time, Masako would have already left home to pick up Hikaru from Kaijo and bring him back for dinner.

however…

"Damn it..."

Masako looked at the clock on the wall and felt a sudden surge of irritation for no reason.

She didn't know when it started, but she had gotten used to being with Xiangyang, and she would even subconsciously prepare an extra set of dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen.

Before, she was always alone.

call--

Masako took a deep breath, suppressing her discomfort, and focused her attention on the barbell again.

With her hands and shoulders working together, she pressed the barbell down onto her back. Yako let out a muffled groan, hoisted the barbell, and slowly squatted down.

Just then, the door to Shark Gym was suddenly pushed open, accompanied by a shout.

"Miss Masako!"

!

Masako's pupils contracted sharply. This familiar yet unfamiliar form of address... could it be...?

That can't be...

Filled with doubt and a glimmer of expectation, Masako, who was still in a squatting position, actually looked up at the door with her eyes on her mind.

"Shouldn't you be planting..."

Masako stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence as she recognized the newcomer's true appearance—Kise Ryota.

The emotions that had just surged within her sank back down. This ebb and flow of emotions caused the strength that had just returned to Masako's lower body to dissipate.

Another loud crash!

This time, it's the barbell that makes contact with the ground.

"Miss Masako!!! Are you alright?"

"Damn it, come help me up."

……

……

After a while, Masako and Kise, who had finished their frantic emergency rescue efforts, sat facing each other on the sofa.

Masako gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, looked at Kise in front of her, forced her voice to sound calm, and asked, "Speak, what do you want to see me about?"

Opposite her, Kise had his hands between his legs, looking somewhat embarrassed. Although the unexpected situation wasn't his fault, he was still a little ashamed.

However, upon hearing Masako's question, Kise immediately realized what was going on, and his expression gradually became serious: "Hikari took leave, not only from the basketball team, but he also missed class! And when I went to his house to look for him, no one was home! Hikari... could something have happened to him?"

Masako raised an eyebrow, got up and walked to the water dispenser, poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Kise.

Throughout this process, Masako remained silent, but Kise kept his eyes fixed on her.

"Do you know anything, Ms. Masako? If possible, please tell me, please!"

Kise closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly. He desperately wanted to know where Xiangyang had gone and why he hadn't been told beforehand. This was very important to him!

Da da da…

Masako tapped her fingers lightly on the table, glanced at the clock on the wall, and slowly said, "Since he hasn't told you anything, it's not appropriate for me to say anything more. He must have his own reasons..."

Upon hearing this, Kise

He unconsciously bit his lip, a look of disappointment on his face, but because he was looking down, Masako didn't see it.

"However, I can assure you that Xiangyang is not in any danger, so you can rest assured."

"He just... went further and further down the road of pursuing his dreams."

……

……

"Run! Run!"

"Don't give him any leeway, stick close!"