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

"Speaking of which... it seems like it's been a long time since I've seen Aida-senpai."

Hinata clicked his tongue, and the scene of the training camp of the Seirin flashed through his mind. During that time, thanks to Aida Kagetora's selfless teaching, everyone in the Seirin team made a qualitative improvement in their strength!

"Next time I see Aida-senpai, I must bring him a gift to express my gratitude."

Hinata stroked his chin, pondering what would be appropriate to bring to thank his elders. However, he did not notice that after he said those words, a shy blush appeared on Reiko's face.

[Should I bring some gifts...to visit my dad?]

[Does Hinata mean...?]

In an instant, it felt as if a fawn had struck Reiko's chest. She felt her heart pounding faster and faster, and the blush on her face grew more and more pronounced.

"Hinata..."

"Huh??? There are so many people?"

Reiko, who had finally mustered the courage to speak, was interrupted by Hinata before she could even express what was on her mind.

She looked reproachfully in the direction Hinata was pointing and said, "Really... let me finish what I was saying..."

"Huh? You're kidding, right? So many people??"

Upon seeing the situation, Reiko's expression froze.

Hundreds of people were gathered around the basketball court, most of them having failed to get tickets but still wanting to witness the spectacular performance.

The passionate fans of the Dragon Team.

However, there is a small group of fans who have tickets but are unable to enter the stadium because the entrances are blocked by crowds.

Hmm... they're probably similar to Hinata and Reiko now.

"This is terrible... Such an important competition, and nobody's even doing anything about it?"

Hyuga held his right hand across his brow, looking around for gaps in the crowd, trying to find a suitable place for them to squeeze into the arena.

Just then, Hinata suddenly shivered. Despite the sweltering summer heat, he felt a chill emanating from his side, as if he had seen a ghost.

"That's strange... Does this place have air conditioning?"

Hinata looked on in confusion, but the next second, his question was answered.

Lizi's face turned gloomy, all the shyness on her face had vanished, and at the same time, a layer of cold air inexplicably surrounded her body.

"Hinata-kun..."

Reiko spoke gently, a smile on her face, as she slowly moved closer to Hinata. Of course, if you disregarded the sinister aura surrounding her, Hinata would probably find the coach rather cute.

"Did I tell you that there would be a lot of people here, so we should come early? But you kept dawdling, and now we can't get in."

Reiko's smile remained unchanged. As she walked up to Hinata, she placed her right hand on his lower abdomen. As she spoke more and more, her hand gradually moved up to Hinata's neck.

Feeling the soft, boneless hands of his female high school coach, Hinata couldn't help but feel a little distracted for a moment, but the next second...

Suddenly, Reiko exerted force with her right hand, and together with her left hand that rose quietly, she gripped Hinata's collar tightly with both hands, her eyes becoming extremely fierce.

"Hey kid, tell me what to do now! If you can't think of a solution..."

At this point, as if changing her expression, Reiko's tone and expression returned to gentle mode.

"Then I'm going to smash all of Hinata-kun's figures to pieces and send them to hell~"

(P.S.: Hinata Junpei is particularly fond of Sengoku samurai figures.)

After speaking, Reiko gently smoothed out the wrinkles on Hyuga's collar, just like a virtuous wife and loving mother who deeply loves her husband.

But... no matter how gentle Reiko appears now, in Hinata's eyes at this moment, she seems like a demon...

"Smith Marseille, Lady Reiko, I'll think of a way, and I beg you... please spare my figures!"

Hinata bowed humbly in apology, then adjusted his glasses and looked back towards the entrance. The crowd was still there, and several minutes had passed without any sign of it decreasing.

Hinata:…

"This damn exhibition match!!"

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The basketball court dedicated to the Chinese national youth team

"Now, the five-on-five training match between the Chinese national youth team and the national team is about to begin. The match will be divided into two periods, each lasting 10 minutes."

In the very center of the court, the official referee of the Chinese Basketball Association stood there, blowing his whistle while his eyes were already observing the ten players on the court.

Although this game was only led by the team's coach, An

It was an internal training match, but as a referee with a meticulous style, he had absolutely no intention of slacking off or blowing the whistle.

Even in a training match, the pre-match handshake is still essential.

Wearing a blue training uniform with the number 11, Xiang Yang took the initiative to find Li Wenyu, shaking hands with him and greeting him.

"Please take good care of me, Captain. Please go easy on me."

Xiang Yang was very humble, just like he was yesterday when he was fighting Li Wenyu one-on-one.

This time, however, Li Wenyu dared not underestimate him in the slightest.

"No, no, you are the one who should be punished! Go easy on me!"

After the handshake ended, Li Wenyu watched Xiang Yang's departing figure and secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

Just then, a teammate next to him suddenly said, "Who's that, Captain? Isn't he from the national youth team? Why is he calling you Captain?"

Li Wenyu glanced at the player indifferently, without saying much, but explained Xiang Yang's identity: "He was recruited from Japan by scouts sent by the Basketball Association. He just joined the national youth team the day before yesterday."

"Huh? The day before yesterday?"

The player was slightly taken aback, then a smile appeared on his face: "Doesn't that mean he's only just joined the national youth team? Does that mean he already considers himself a member of the national team? How arrogant!"

Sensing that his teammate seemed to have some misunderstanding about Xiang Yang, Li Wenyu quickly turned to remind him, "Zhou Yi, you'd better not have any ulterior motives. That Xiang Yang is no pushover."

Zhou Yi's eyes darted around, and he asked, "How did you know about the captain? Have you already fought him?"

"Uh…"

Li Wenyu hesitated. He had not only fought Xiang Yang before, but he had also been thoroughly beaten by him on both offense and defense.

Don't mess with him. He beat me to a pulp, let alone you...

That's what Li Wenyu was thinking, but when he got to the tip of his tongue, he said something else entirely.

"Not yet, but I watched his trial yesterday... he's a very promising player..."

Li Wenyu touched his nose guiltily, and even his eyes became unfocused. Unfortunately, the player named Zhou Yi did not notice this abnormality.

He turned around excitedly to look at Xiang Yang and said, "Good results in the trial? That means you're a genius, right? Hahaha, what I like most is to beat these geniuses up before they grow up!"

"Captain, what do you think about me suppressing him later and then saying to him, 'Newbie, welcome to the land of flowers'... wouldn't that line totally blow Fan's thunder!"

Zhou Yi smacked his lips contentedly, already imagining the scene during the competition.

Seeing his expression, Li Wenyu felt a little embarrassed, as if he had tricked someone else.

Never mind, I'll just...

Turn your head away and stop looking!

Li Wenyu made up his mind, turned around and walked to the other side of the court, deciding not to look at Zhou Yi anymore, so as not to feel guilty.

What? You're asking why Li Wenyu didn't honestly explain things to Zhou Yi?

What a joke! Let Li Wenyu honestly tell Zhou Yi: Don't provoke them anymore, I've already been beaten to a pulp!

In this way, what about his status as captain and his reputation?

Rather than embarrass yourself, it's better to make your teammates suffer. It's the same principle as sacrificing your own friend to save yourself!

As the players took their positions, the referee took the basketball and signaled for the centers of both teams to come forward for a jump ball.

Meanwhile, Coach Sun and Coach Hai, sitting on the sidelines, each held a notebook containing the names of all the current players on the national youth team.

Although Xiang Yang has essentially been guaranteed a spot on the national team as a future cornerstone, the selection of other high-quality players is also of paramount importance for the sake of the team's performance.

To put it another way, Xiang Yang wasn't the main character in today's five-on-five training match.

Looking at Xiao Gao, who was standing on the field with a somewhat nervous expression, Hai Lao couldn't help but stroke his beard.

"Keep it up, little guy..."

Chapter 190 Repeated Defeats, Repeated Fighting

Beep beep beep—

A piercing whistle blew, and the five-on-five match between the national youth team and the current men's basketball national team officially began!

During the jump ball, thanks to his exceptionally good static talent, Xiao Gao successfully won the ball for the first attack.

Xiangyang received the ball in the backcourt, his eyes sweeping over everyone on the court, before he raised his right finger and shouted, "Slow down, slow down!"

Due to language barriers, Xiang Yang is currently unable to communicate freely with his teammates on the national youth team. Therefore, before the game, they did not have much tactical communication, only a simple discussion about pick-and-roll tactics.

This meant that Xiangyang couldn't organize overly complex tactics. However, the purpose of this training match was also to select players, stripping away the tactical trappings and showcasing the players' individual abilities more fully, which wasn't a bad thing for Coach Sun and Coach Hai.

However, as a tactical mastermind, Xiang Yang still felt somewhat uncomfortable that he couldn't execute so many complex and advanced tactics in his mind.

"Come up and block one of them!"

Xiangyang waved to Xiao Gao. Since it was their first time teaming up, Xiangyang naturally couldn't expect his teammates to understand him with just a glance, like Hai Chang. So he could only shout loudly.

Fortunately, Gao's physique is what it is, so even without any chemistry, his pick-and-roll quality is top-notch.

As Xiang Yang passed by Xiao Gao, just as he was observing the breach in the enemy's defenses, an unexpected figure appeared in his field of vision.

For some reason, Zhou Yi suddenly appeared next to Xiang Yang and made a gesture to the defender who was originally standing there to switch positions.

Everyone present was stunned, except for Li Wenyu, who had anticipated this. His lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and he began to pray for Zhou Yi in his heart.

As teammates on the same team, he knew Zhou Yi's abilities all too well. He was considered quite good in the national team, but Li Wenyu dared to say that if Zhou Yi could defend Xiang Yang one-on-one, he would eat the ball on the court!

However, Zhou Yi was naturally unaware of his captain's inner thoughts. At this moment, while observing Xiang Yang's dribbling movements, he teased, "Hey rookie, it must have been tough coming all the way from Japan, right? Tsk tsk tsk, I really admire you. Not everyone has the guts to go abroad alone to play basketball at such a young age!"

Xiang Yang frowned slightly, dribbling backward while observing the situation. Don't misunderstand, he frowned not because Zhou Yi talked to him, but because just now when Zhou Yi inexplicably came to switch defense, his teammate on the wing had a chance to cut to the basket.