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

He was just bragging when he said he'd uninstall it, but if the reward doesn't make him happy, he'll stay angry in a state of extreme rage...

"I'll wait, and when winter comes, Losang will be even stronger!"

Akashi's answer was solemn; he was serious. Three matches, two runner-up finishes, and one semi-final appearance—for a normal team, this achievement would be remarkable, but for Akashi, it was far from enough!

Xiangyang wanted to say something more, but at that moment, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Yazi calling.

"Moshi moshi, Miss Masako?"

Are you still in the restroom?

"Yes, what happened? What's wrong?"

Xiang Yang frowned slightly, sensing something unusual in Ya Zi's tone.

[She seems a little different from the usual Masako?]

"Where are you now, Ms. Masako? Are you still at the place where you were watching the game?"

"No, I'm at the bathroom door right now, and... someone wants to see you."

[At the bathroom door? Want to see me?]

Xiang Yang was slightly taken aback, and said into the phone, "Wait a moment, I'll come out now."

Akashi remained silent until Xiangyang hung up the phone, at which point he asked, "What happened?"

"It's nothing, someone just told me that someone wants to see me?"

Xiangyang scratched his head, pushed open the bathroom door and walked out, with Akashi following behind him.

As soon as he stepped outside, Xiangyang looked around and sure enough, he saw Masako Araki not far away, talking to a middle-aged man.

Without making a sound, Xiang Yang walked straight to Ya Zi's side and began to sized up the middle-aged man.

The clothing itself wasn't particularly striking; it was just a standard Japanese-style suit. Even with Xiangyang's discerning eye, it was impossible to ignore the price tag and guess its value.

However, this man's aura was not simple. Although he looked to be over fifty, his eyes were very powerful, and the aura in his every move suggested that he was probably in a high position.

"Ms. Masako."

Xiang Yang withdrew his gaze, smiled slightly, and greeted Ya Zi.

"You've arrived. Let me introduce you. This is Speaker Li Guo."

Masako turned her head, glanced at Mukayo, and then at Akashi following behind him. She wasn't surprised, but simply said to the Kurikuchi President, "This is Mukayo."

Li Guo let out a few deep laughs and extended his right hand towards Xiang Yang: "You must be Xiang Yang? I watched today's match too, you played quite well!"

"Hey? Akashi's here too! Even though you lost the match, Rakuzan's performance today was still outstanding. I give you both a thumbs up!"

When Kurikuni saw Akashi, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly composed himself and resumed his amiable demeanor.

Although he didn't know the other party's identity or purpose, he couldn't refuse a smiling face, so Xiangyang extended his right hand and shook hands with the Speaker of Kuribayashi. At the same time, he looked at Akashi with a questioning look in his eyes.

Xiangyang: You two know each other?

Akashi: That's right.

Unfortunately, Akashi is not Kise after all, and the level of telepathy between the two is quite limited, so they cannot transmit more information. Xiangyang has no choice but to turn his attention to Masako again.

Masako understood Xiangyang's meaning. She pursed her lips and said, "President Li Guo is the current president of the Basketball Association. He came here to invite you to join the national youth team."

Chapter 180 Disgusting

[Invitation for me to join the national youth team?]

Xiang Yang was stunned. He turned to look at President Li Guo again, who still had a warm smile on his face.

"Xiangyang, actually, all the high-ranking officials in the Basketball Association, including myself, had a very high opinion of you! We even sent a trial notice to Takeuchi and asked him to pass it on to you. Unfortunately, he told me that you didn't have time to participate in the trial because you wanted to focus on preparing for the game. I have to say that this is a huge loss for both of us!"

As he spoke, Li Guo raised his left hand and patted the hand he was holding with Xiang Yang, looking heartbroken. He continued, "But it's okay, Xiang Yang. I'm here to give you the opportunity to join the national youth team directly!"

"No need for trials or anything like that. If you want to come, I'll put you on the national youth team. That way, even after you graduate from high school, you can still play with Kise and get promoted to the national team together!"

"How about this, is it okay?"

Li Guo's tone was very sincere, and he even made arrangements for Xiang Yang's future development.

"Direct entry into the national youth team...and then promotion to the national team later? I have to say, the conditions are so generous that I want to cry, Chairman Li Guo."

Xiang Yang smiled, subtly withdrawing his hand from Li Guo's grasp, and instead patted his own shoulder as if there was something dirty there, saying, "I'm sorry, President Li Guo, this matter is rather sudden. Can I go back and discuss it with my family?"

After speaking, Xiang Yang gave a slight bow, and ignoring the fact that Li Guo seemed to have more to say, turned around and walked directly towards the exit.

Masako glanced at Kurukuni expressionlessly, then followed Xiangyang out.

In the vast corridor, only Akashi and Kurikuni remained standing facing each other.

"Oh."

Akashi chuckled softly, and without even greeting Kurikuni, headed straight for the exit, walking out in the direction Xiangyang had just left in.

However, the moment Akashi passed by Kurikuni, Kurikuni's previously amiable expression instantly turned gloomy. He gritted his teeth, watching Akashi and Xiangyang's retreating figures. Both of these point guards, whom he had high hopes for, had rejected the invitations extended by the Basketball Association.

Among them, more attention was focused on Akashi. After all, if he hadn't refused first, Kurikuni wouldn't have had to worry about the point guard spot, let alone personally come to the court to invite Hikaru.

She was even rejected.

At that moment, Akashi, who was facing away from Kurukuni, suddenly stopped at the exit and said without turning his head, "President, if you look at me like that again, I'll stab your head with scissors."

Suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to cool down a bit, and Kurikuni's pupils shrank sharply. He was quite certain that Akashi couldn't have seen the expression on his face from that angle.

"Hahaha, what are you saying, Akashi? Sorry, maybe because I was rejected, my face probably didn't look very good just now, right? Oh, how embarrassing... I'm already so old, don't worry, Akashi, I definitely didn't mean anything by it."

Li Guo chuckled, then stopped and walked towards the exit.

However,

The moment he reached Akashi's side, Akashi suddenly sprang up, his right hand lashing out to grab Kurukuni's neck, while simultaneously pushing off with his feet, forcefully slamming him against the wall!

A very forceful wall slam! If the female lead were a girl, and Akashi hadn't grabbed her by the neck, the scene would probably have been quite romantic...

"Aka...Akashi! Are you crazy? What are you doing? Let me go!"

Kurukuni's expression changed drastically. Startled, he immediately reached out to grab Akashi, trying to push him away. However, just as his hand was about to touch Akashi, Akashi suddenly swung his left hand, and a pair of scissors stabbed Kurukuni in the face.

The sudden fright startled Kurikuni so much that he immediately covered his face with his hands, fearing that he would die on the spot at any moment. Fortunately, this was the arena, with a huge flow of people. Even if Akashi himself left with a strong smell of blood on him, it would still cause him a lot of trouble.

Of course, more importantly, Akashi did not intend to kill Kurikuchi here. The Akashi family's essence is still that of businessmen, which is different from the Araki family's yakuza style.

"You should be glad that Los Angeles' jerseys are white."

Akashi's tone was calm, but his eyes were terrifying. Golden and red light constantly shifted and changed in his eyes, as if two different personalities were negotiating within him.

Golden Personality: "Kill him."

Red Personality: "No."

Golden Personality: "Kill him! From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever dared to glare at me!"

Red Personality: "Should I remind you that just five minutes ago, Xiangyang smacked us on the back of the head in the bathroom?"

Golden Personality: "...Chao!"

The mindset gradually shifted, but ultimately the lawful personality prevailed.

Akashi held the scissors and slowly ran them across Kurukuni's face, making a few cuts on the tip of his nose and between his eyebrows, as if pondering how to stab him without getting too much blood on himself.

As for Kurikuni, he had no intention of resisting at all. Every time he tried to touch Akashi with his hands, he would feel the scissors on his face tightening their grip. With his life threatened, Kurikuni dared not make a sound, and his hands were awkwardly frozen in mid-air, not knowing what to do with them.

Fortunately, he didn't drink water when he left the office, otherwise Kurukuni would probably have peed on the spot by now! That's not the worst part. If his urine had touched Akashi, then no matter whether Rakuzan's jersey was black or white, there would probably be another corpse in this Tokyo basketball arena today.

"Although the Akashi family has a large business, it seems they have never been involved in the sports industry, which means that our communication and understanding are very limited."

Akashi murmured, as the scissors darted toward Kurukuni's hair, snipping off a piece with a snip.

"Do you know, President, there are quite a few people who harbor ill will towards the Akashi family. Of course, as long as they don't speak rudely to your face, I have a very high tolerance for such things..."

Akashi blew away the shavings from the scissors and continued, "But I have zero tolerance for deception, so next time, after you give me that disgusting look, don't deny it, okay?"

"Of course, if possible, I would prefer you not to look at me with those disgusting eyes. Know your place, Chairman."

"The Akashi family simply doesn't want to touch the sports industry, but that doesn't mean we can't, understand?"

"Chairman Li Guo."

Chapter 181 If I don't play ball, will you support me?

at dusk

On the bustling street, many vehicles pass by. Most migrant workers finish their day's work at this time, go home to have dinner with their wives and children, and end this tiring but fulfilling day.

buzz~

A white car was speeding down the road, its streamlined body and ear-piercing roar attracting many passersby to stop and watch.

After all, when you see an expensive sports car on the road, you can't help but take a second look.

In the car, Yako remained silent, focusing on driving. Beside her, Xiangyang was half-reclining in the passenger seat, his eyes closed as if he were asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Masako suddenly asked, "Where are we going?"

Her tone was casual, as if nothing had happened, but to Xiang Yang, it sounded completely different.

Normally, she would have taken Xiangyang directly to Shark Gym and wouldn't have asked such a question. But now... it's more like she's just trying to find a topic to chat with Xiangyang.

"Please take me home, Ms. Masako. I'm feeling a little tired."

Xiangyang raised his eyelids slightly, but ultimately didn't open them. Yako pursed her lips and didn't speak, but she accelerated even further on the accelerator.

"Hey, Ms. Masako."

"Why did you bring that Minister of the Chestnut Kingdom to see me? You could have just sent him away, right?"

Xiangyang turned his head to look out the window, and through the reflection in the mirror, he saw Yako's face.

This exquisitely beautiful, icy woman always seemed to be the same. Occasionally, a glimpse of her emotions would allow Xiangyang to see a different side of her, but most of the time... Yako was always the same.

"What are you thinking, Ms. Masako? Can I assume... that you want me to join the Japan Basketball Association?"

Xiang Yang murmured softly, but in the cramped space of the car, his words were just enough to reach Yako's ears.

Masako's eyelashes fluttered a few times, but her expression remained calm as she asked, "Why do you say that?"