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

Although there are many voices online, the loudest one is still that "prophet"!

"What did I say before? Who will play whom in the finals? Haichang vs. Luoshan! Do I even need to think about it? Does anyone still say I don't understand basketball? I haven't made a single wrong prediction so far!"

"Not only that, my next prediction will also be correct! Luo Shan Ying Hai Chang, give me that awesomeness in the chat, everyone!!"

This time, the "prophet" was extremely arrogant, even more so than before. Because it really is true... his predictions have been accurate so far.

Many of those who had previously questioned him have now kept quiet and refrained from refuting him, as the feeling of being proven wrong is truly unpleasant.

Only the fans of Haichang still disregard this "prophet".

Kaijo has won the national championship for two consecutive years. Not only did they defeat Rakuzan in the summer tournament, but they also defeated "Shiro Rin who defeated Rakuzan" in the winter cup!

What does this mean? Rounding up, Haichang is two levels better than Luoshan!

While Haichang fans were bombarding the "prophet," they also took the opportunity to tag Haichang players on social media.

This time, Takeuchi spoke out.

The night before the final match between Rakuzan and Kaicho, Kaicho's head coach, Gento Takeuchi, posted a tweet.

"You're a fake prophet, because it's true, no one can live to see the next day!"

See you in the finals.

Chapter 168 is no longer a secret.

On the day of the match between Haichang and Luoshan

On the team bus of Haichang

A chorus of snores rose and fell. Even though today was the day of the finals, and they would be standing on the court to face Los Angeles in a few hours, they ate and slept as usual, showing no sign of tension whatsoever.

Kise rested his chin on his hand, gazing at the scenery outside the car window. A few wisps of breeze drifted into the car through the window cracks, ruffling the bangs on Kise's forehead.

Beside him, Xiangyang lay casually on the chair, wearing an eye mask and breathing evenly.

"Ryota-senpai."

At that moment, a faint sound reached Kise's ears. He turned his head and saw that it was Hashimoto Yuki sitting in the back.

Because the sun was asleep, the polite little guy spoke very softly, forcing Kise to get close to hear him.

"Ryota-senpai, I'm a little nervous."

Kise was stunned. Looking at the uneasy expression on Yuki's face, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't worry, Yuuki. You're very strong, there won't be any problems."

Kise thought for a moment and added, "Speaking of which, when Xiangyang played his first competition, he was just as nervous as you were."

"what?"

Yuki was somewhat incredulous: "Senior Hikaru... you can be nervous too?"

Kise nodded in response as a matter of course: "Of course, don't demonize him. This guy is often unsure of himself, he just never shows it."

Kise's words were very effective. After hearing that Hikaru had also experienced a period of tension, Yuki felt a lot more relaxed for some reason.

"So, Ryota-senpai, do you ever get nervous?"

Yuki's voice was still very soft, but his tone carried a hint of curiosity.

Kise pinched his chin with one hand as if in thought, and after thinking for a while, he patted Yuuki's head: "No, it's usually my opponent who gets nervous."

Yuuki: ...

"Haha, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to brag."

Kise smiled and waved to Yuki, explaining, "Back when I was still at Teiko Middle School, our team was so famous that every team that faced us practically surrendered before the game even started."

"Ha...haha, so that's how it is."

Yuki let out a dry laugh, unsure how to respond. Fortunately, the bus finally arrived at its destination.

A magnificent and massive building—this is where they're playing today, the Tokyo Basketball Arena. Not only in Tokyo, but throughout all of Japan, this arena boasts top-notch facilities and scale.

Perhaps because of Akashi's investment, the organizers of this year's national tournament spared no expense to rent this stadium for the competition.

"Wow, this stadium looks pretty good."

Kise sighed, while simultaneously reaching out with his right hand to remove Xiangyang's blindfold: "Wake up, little Xiangyang, the finals are here."

The blinding sunlight streamed through the window and shone on Xiangyang's face. Feeling Kise constantly tugging at his body beside him, Xiangyang wrinkled his nose and slowly opened his eyes.

“***”

Xiangyang was in a bad mood after just waking up, but he also knew that...

There are more important things to do now than sleep.

呲——

The sound of the bus door opening

The Kaijou group got off the bus one by one. Since they had just woken up and didn't want to move around too much, Xiangyang sat in his chair until the very end before getting off. Kise and Yuki followed behind him.

The weather was great today, the sun was shining brightly. As soon as I got off the bus, I felt a warm breeze on my body.

"yawn--"

Xiang Yang stretched and moved his body, which was a little stiff from falling asleep. He looked at the Tokyo Arena not far away and clicked his tongue.

Just then, another bus appeared in front of the stadium.

Unlike conventional old-fashioned buses, this bus is novel and bright in both appearance and interior, and you can smell money even from a distance.

"If you're asking which school bus is this unique, it has to be Rakuzan with you here, Akashi."

Xiang Yang smiled, stood with his hands on his hips, and watched the bus slowly turn off its engine. From the door, the Luoshan team members, dressed in white team uniforms, filed out.

The one who got off the bus first was not Akashi, but Reo Mibuchi. This effeminate-looking man spotted Hiyori not far away as soon as he got off the bus, but the two were not acquainted, and he only glanced at her before looking away.

"Kaijo arrived at this time too? Seriously... I'm getting excited!"

Next to get off the bus was Hayama. His reaction was completely different from Reo's. The moment he saw Xiangyang and Kise, flames shot out in the eyes of this hot-blooded young man. He rushed up to the two of them and started uttering harsh words.

"Kise! I'm going to take fifty points from you today!"

"And you, Xiangyang, just wait, Luoshan will definitely not lose this year!"

Ye Shan's voice was loud enough that even the other people in Kaijo who were farther away could hear it clearly.

Kobori was the first to lose his temper. As a fellow hot-blooded man, he took a step forward and stood in front of Ye Shan. With his physical advantage and rugged face, Kobori successfully suppressed Ye Shan in terms of aura!

However, the others from Luoshan were not to be trifled with either. Genwu reacted quickly, pulling Yeshan aside and standing face to face with Kobori.

It's worth noting that during last year's summer season, as one of the "Five Generals," he firmly suppressed Kobori.

Rakuzan's first-year student, Hirakawa Takeshi, also stood next to Nebu, glaring at Kohori with an unfriendly expression. Ohara Hiroshi, not to be outdone, stood expressionlessly behind Kohori… specifically, blocking Hikaru's path.

Before the match even started, the atmosphere between the two teams was already tense. Seeing that the situation was not going well, Kise narrowed his eyes and kept observing the positions of the Rakuzan team. As a genius of "imitation", he was also good at fighting.

Xiang Yang, however, did not react. He turned slightly to look at the bus from Luoshan High School, where one person had not yet gotten off.

As long as this person is there, unless Xiang Yang takes the lead in initiating a fight among the Hai Chang people, it is impossible for them to engage in such a foolish thing as fighting.

"Stop this farce."

Sure enough, as a short figure appeared, Akashi's words were like a divine command. The Rakuzan group immediately stopped their restless steps, and Nebu and...

Hirakawa also stepped back a few steps, no longer confronting Kaijo's inside duo.

Akashi, dressed in the Rakuzan team uniform, exuded the same commanding presence as always. He surveyed everyone present, and finally, his gaze settled on Xiangyang.

At the same time, many people, influenced by Akashi, also turned their attention to Hikaru.

Not flustered at the fact that he had become the center of attention, Xiangyang calmly tidied his hair and then smiled at Akashi, saying, "I'm so sorry that you came all the way to the stadium and only got the runner-up position."

rustle--

A gust of wind blew by

It brushed across the shocked faces of everyone present.

Kise slapped his forehead and sighed helplessly: "Little Xiangyang is here again."

Yuki looked at Xiangyang's back with admiration. The small man's imposing presence made Yuki feel ashamed just by standing there. It was unbelievable that Senior Xiangyang could casually spout trash talk!

[As expected, I'm still far behind Senior Xiangyang!]

Yuki took out her notebook from her pocket and nodded to herself, seemingly lost in thought.

Aside from the two of them and Hiroshi Ohara, who remained expressionless, everyone else present was stunned into silence.

The people of Rakuzan couldn't help but glance at Akashi. Judging from the chilling aura emanating from behind them, they wouldn't be surprised if Akashi suddenly rushed up and stabbed Xiangyang!

Surprisingly, Akashi didn't react in any particular way. He looked at Xiangyang, who had a provocative expression, shook his head, and said, "Your mouth is really something."

"Today's champion will be Los Angeles, because..."

"I am absolutely."

(You are absolutely.)

Xiangyang and Akashi said the words in unison. He looked at Akashi's slightly narrowed eyes, which clearly showed that he was about to get angry, and wisely stopped his mockery.

Teasing this chaebol heir is fine, but if Akashi is really provoked, that's a situation that Xiangyang doesn't want to see.

"I'm off now!"

Xiangyang turned around, waved to Akashi, and led the Kaijo team into the stadium first.

Behind him, Akashi watched the receding figure of the sun, his face expressionless.

……

……

Swish!

The sound of the ball swishing through the net filled the air. Kise stood outside the three-point line, his hand still raised to shoot. He watched the basketball slide off the net, fall to the floor, and bounce back up, and nodded in satisfaction.

"I feel great today!"

Kise jogged over to pick up the basketball, and in the process, he didn't forget to pass the nearby basketballs to his teammates one by one.