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

Kise's shot imitated Hikaru's technique. In the past, Kise would probably have shot that himself, and although it would have gone in, it would have seemed very illogical compared to his current style of play.

Just as Kozo landed after completing a powerful dunk and was about to shout a few words to boost his morale, Xiangyang from the bench beat him to it.

"Great shot!!!! Kohori-senpai!!!"

Xiangyang and a

He jumped around like a gorilla, wildly waving the towel in his hand. This startled Takeuchi, who jumped up from his bench. The players on the field, along with the referee blowing the whistle, stopped playing and stared blankly at Xiangyang.

Kasamatsu's lips twitched. If they weren't in the middle of a match, he would have loved to run off the field and give this guy a good beating. What's wrong with him? He's embarrassing Kaijo.

Takeuchi wiped his sweat, thinking to himself, "Did I really drive Xiangyang crazy? So many matches of suspension... he must be feeling terrible." Thinking this, Takeuchi was overcome with guilt. He looked at Xiangyang, trying to find the right words.

"Hey... Xiangyang, how about I call a timeout and put you in there so you can... vent your frustrations?"

Xiang Yang's expression hardened, and he refused righteously, "No! Coach, I won't play now. I want to thank you! If you hadn't suspended me, I would never have realized the importance of the bench!"

Takeuchi felt ashamed. Just as he was wondering if Xiangyang's spirit was really failing, several other substitutes from Kaijo were moved to tears.

"Xiangyang is right! We are substitutes, but we can still play our part!"

"Come on everyone, let's cheer for Xiangyang together!"

"Damn, it's heating up! Go, seniors!!"

After Xiang Yang started it, the atmosphere on Haichang's bench grew even more intense! They all imitated Xiang Yang, waving towels wildly. This action not only attracted everyone's attention but also spurred on the opposing bench.

"We can't lose! Let's shout it out, brothers!"

"We may not be able to beat them in the match, but when it comes to determination, we're just as good!!"

And so, both sets of substitutes began cheering wildly for their teams. The voices from both sides grew louder and louder, almost drowning out the referee's whistle.

Takeuchi distanced himself from them and began to question his existence: Why doesn't anyone think that Hikaru is abnormal? Instead, they all follow his nonsense... Do I really have a generation gap with these young people?

Unaware of the coach's criticism, Xiangyang glanced at the opposing bench and muttered to himself, "They're pretty strong too. Luckily, I was prepared." Xiangyang then pulled out a megaphone from somewhere, eliciting another gasp from his teammates on the bench.

"I see, as expected of Xiangyang!"

"Go, Xiangyang! Let them know how powerful we are!"

Hearing his comrades' praise, Xiang Yang smiled smugly and turned on the loudspeaker, ready to start the game. The referee finally lost his temper; in all his years of officiating, this was the first time he'd seen a substitute player more excited than the starters.

Beep—

Game paused

Huh? Xiang Yang was taken aback. Why did the whistle blow? The ball hasn't been served yet, and I haven't found a chance to exert my strength.

The referee jogged over and gave each of the two substitutes a warning, speaking in a helpless tone.

"It's fine if you guys keep going, I understand your excitement, but can you please stop making so much noise? This is just a warning, but next time you'll be in serious trouble."

Takeuchi nodded to indicate that he understood, then glared at Xiangyang next to him, who shrugged and shrank back.

The referee's warning was effective; both teams' benches quieted down, only waving their towels vigorously.

The environment inside the stadium quieted down, and Kise even felt a little uncomfortable. Although it was noisy just now, the cheers from the bench after he scored were real. The atmosphere just now fully satisfied Kise's vanity, and he even played with more energy.

Kise was surprised to find that Xiangyang wasn't exaggerating; the bench really could have an impact on the game.

Kasamatsu was different from Kise. He rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache. The noisy environment just now reminded him of the vegetable market.

Although Kasamatsu didn't like that kind of playing environment, as the current commander of Kaijo, he also noticed that after Hikaru rallied the bench, his teammates on the field played better.

Kasamatsu said wistfully, "I asked him to lead the substitutes in cheering, and he actually did it. He's a real talent."

Although your basketball talent isn't as good as Kise's, I have to admit that you really have talent in some areas, Hikaru.

You are a unique genius.

Chapter 30 Astrological Divination

After being warned, Xiangyang calmed down. After all, there were two matches today. Since he couldn't find an opportunity in the first match, he could continue in the second.

Besides, there are many other tricks we can use besides making a lot of noise.

Xiang Yang looked at the uncomfortable expressions on the opposing bench after being silenced and smiled disdainfully.

"Basketball is not such a simple thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiangyang stood up, holding a towel in his hand.

The referee instantly looked over alert, immediately put the whistle in his mouth, ready to stop Xiang Yang at any moment, fearing that this guy would turn the field into a vegetable market again.

However, Xiang Yang had already anticipated that he would be the referee's focus, so he didn't say anything, but just waved the towel vigorously. This action made everyone in the stadium breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just waving a towel, what's so special about it?

The referee also looked away and stopped paying attention to him, but after a few minutes, the referee looked at him again.

Why is this guy still swinging, and swinging so rhythmically?

Not only the referees, but Xiang Yang once again attracted everyone's attention as he waved the towel wildly in his hand, with different moves every round.

Let me show you Mills' "18 Ways to Swing a Towel".

Xiang Yang's lips curled into a confident smile, which, combined with his flamboyant towel-waving gesture, made him shine brightly for a moment.

"So that's how it is. As expected of Xiangyang! He actually had this trick up his sleeve."

"Si Guoyi! Xiangyang, you must teach me after the competition!"

Hearing his teammates' praise, Xiangyang danced even harder, while the opposing substitutes all showed expressions of resentment.

"That guy is really troublesome."

"No way, brothers, we can't lose! Let's learn his moves and swing together!"

! ”

Thus, the game entered a bizarre rhythm once again. While the game was in progress, the people off the court were waving towels as if summoning ghosts.

The cameraman stopped filming the competition altogether and started filming Xiang Yang, saying his towel-waving was the best. Who else should he film? The audience inside the stadium also started enjoying the towel-waving performance; wasn't that more interesting than the competition?

Takeuchi rubbed his temples, feeling his eyelids twitching uncontrollably. Xiang Yang was definitely the most eccentric player in the entire class he had ever coached.

Beep—

The match ended with Haichang winning 96-84.

It's not a big deal if the opponent loses the game. In the round-robin tournament, three out of four teams advance. If the opponent is Haichang, losing is perfectly acceptable.

On the other hand, the opposing team's substitutes were all shedding tears of resentment.

"Damn it, I'm completely dominated by that guy."

"It's so frustrating! How could he dance with that towel like that?"

"It's okay! As long as we practice hard, we'll definitely be able to surpass him one day."

Xiang Yang, on the other hand, wore a lonely expression of a master. With his experience in various NBA atmosphere groups from his previous life, he was invincible in this regard!

Haichang won the next two matches without any suspense, securing first place in their group and qualifying for the national tournament.

Xiangyang also played flawlessly. In the final round-robin match, Kise hit a buzzer-beating three-pointer from way beyond the arc. Xiangyang immediately pretended to faint and fell to the ground. His teammates on the bench cooperated perfectly, lifting him up together.

Pretending to take Xiangyang for treatment, one of the teammates even put his hand to his ear as if calling an ambulance, a funny scene that drew applause from the audience.

In no time, Kaijo's reputation soared. Almost everyone who followed the national tournament knew that Kaijo was strong this year, and their bench was very good at creating drama.

"The undisputed super substitute of all of Japan... Xiao Xiangyang, you're famous now."

Kise, grinning, held up a newspaper and said to Xiangyang.

Xiang Yang shrugged. This wasn't his intention; it was all for the sake of completing the mission.

Just as the last match of the round-robin tournament ended.

Congratulations, host, on completing the mission – Stadium Atmosphere Team. Rewards will be distributed.

New Talent: King of Feints

When you use feints, it's easier to deceive your opponent.

(Which action is real? I'm not quite sure myself.)

New Talent: Celebrating a Goal

When you score, you can perform a celebration move, which can improve the team's overall shooting percentage.

(A war without a victory celebration is not worth participating in.)

Both of these talents are quite good, and the key is that they can be obtained with just a few taps on a towel, which Xiang Yang is already very satisfied with. The "Goal Celebration" talent can be used in conjunction with three-point tactics, boosting accuracy before unleashing a barrage of threes. The "King of Feints" talent will also enhance Xiang Yang's overall strength; realistic passing feints will make playmaking much easier.

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"Xiao Xiangyang, there's a match between Xiao Heizi and Xiao Lü this afternoon, do you want to go watch it together?"

Kise, with his hands behind his head, asked.

Xiangyang stroked his chin. He didn't know how Midorima played basketball. It certainly wasn't like in the anime where he could just casually throw out three-pointers all over the court; that would be too abnormal.

With the intention of observing the enemy's situation, Xiangyang accepted Kise's invitation.

"By the way, have you forgotten something, Mr. Genius?"

Xiangyang put on his signature smile again, which gave Huangse goosebumps.

"…What?"

"Someone stood me up last time, saying they'd treat me to dinner, but they still haven't..."

"...Okay, I understand. I'll treat you to lunch, alright?"

At this very moment, in another stadium

Damn it, why is this bald guy so difficult to deal with?

Kagami, panting heavily, cursed under his breath. He was being contained by a freshman at Seibang High School, a bald guy skilled in one-on-one defense. Although Kuroko was still consistently assisting his teammates in scoring, as the ace and Seirin's primary offensive option, if Kagami couldn't break the deadlock, Seirin's chances were in serious trouble.

"Huh? Shiro Rin is lagging behind."

"The green room is in a big advantage; they've made him sit on the bench to rest."

Kise and Xiangyang strolled into the venue and found an empty seat.