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

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In Yako's office at Yangquan High School

Seeing Himuro's sudden arrival, Masako asked expressionlessly, "What's wrong, Himuro?"

"Please, Coach! I want to get stronger! If the team only has Tun, we can't win!"

Himuro clenched his fist and spoke to Masako about his ambitions. Having witnessed Kagami's current strength, his desire for power had reached its peak.

Masako touched her chin, as if she had thought of something.

"If you have time after winter break, come find me at Shark Gym."

"I'll introduce you to someone who might be able to help you."

Masako's words startled Himuro slightly, and he nodded heavily afterward.

Unlike Himuro, who yearns to become stronger, Murasakibara, on the other side of the campus, skipped training once again and lay on a chair eating a popsicle.

That's just how interesting (stupid) life is; some things you treasure, others don't care about at all.

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Unlike the other five teams, which all had players leaving, all five starters of Seirin were second-year students! Only Teppei Kiyoshi was temporarily leaving the team because he had to go abroad for medical treatment, but he would be able to catch up before the summer season next year!

"So, we'll have a huge advantage next year! When that time comes, we'll go after Kaijo and get our revenge!!"

With her hands on her hips and whistling, Reiko set her goals for next year.

The players of Shiro Rin are also full of fighting spirit. They have already proven their strength in this year's Winter Cup. Even compared with the favorites to win the championship, Rakuzan Kaijo, their strength is by no means inferior! They have even defeated Rakuzan!

Kuroko felt the team's atmosphere and couldn't help but smile. Although he didn't ultimately win the championship, he had already achieved his goal.

All the members of the Generation of Miracles have returned to their middle school selves. It can be said that Kuroko's initial goal has been achieved. Now, his only wish is probably to help Kagami become the number one high school student in Japan!

Unlike Hei Zi, Kagami was truly heartbroken after losing the final and being pushed to the last point by Xiang Yang. That very night after the match, he stayed up all night studying the video, trying to uncover the secrets of Xiang Yang's "up and down steps," which resulted in his dark circles becoming much more pronounced.

Damn it... I'm going to win next year!

Kagami clenched his fists, secretly vowing to defeat Kaijo and win the national championship!

Just as Vulcan's thoughts were drifting further and further away, a piercing whistle interrupted his thinking.

"Don't just stand there, get ready to start today's training."

Reiko put on her glasses and began to give instructions on today's training tasks one by one. When it was Kagami's turn, a malicious smile appeared on her face.

"Vulcan will have three extra training sessions today."

"Oh okay, extra practice... three-pointers?? Me??"

"Of course, your current offensive methods are just one point short!"

"But! My three-point shooting percentage is less than 20%."

"That's why I'm making you train! Stop talking nonsense and get moving!"

Another piercing whistle blew, and Vulcan, his face dark, walked to the three-point line to begin his daily practice of shooting missed shots.

Next year's national competition is sure to be very interesting!

(The First Year National Tournament Winter Cup Arc - The End!)

Winter Cup Closing Remarks

Well, although my plan was for the Winter Cup to be fast-paced, when I actually started writing, there were still things that exceeded my expectations. Writing a novel is really not an easy task...

Okay, enough with the rant, let's get down to business and talk about the whole winter episode.

Starting with the storyline of the national youth team, it extends to the official matches of the Winter Cup, interspersed with many non-main storylines, namely the national youth team's number one player whom everyone loves.

Don't worry... this character you all hate has finally finished filming! And he won't appear again, at most we'll mention his life in Indonesia.

Next!!! Finally, I'm about to get to my original storyline!!!

I'm really excited. After all, my initial motivation for writing a novel was to create my own story, and the original plot of Kuroko's Basketball is probably the beginning of my story! So the thought of being able to write original content later on makes me very excited.

Later on, there will be many original characters created by me, and I will try to diversify the playing styles as much as possible! To be honest, this is not an easy task. After all, it is a common problem in basketball fiction that it is difficult to write something new for each game, but I will try my best.

I also need to collect names for the supporting characters; coming up with Japanese-style names is really difficult...

Overall, the pace will probably be a bit lighter later on. I'll try to make it as interesting as possible, and hopefully I won't be the only one awkwardly having fun...

Okay, that's all for now, brothers. Thank you to every reader who has made it this far! This book is now on its way, like an exam. I've received the test paper, and while I can't guarantee a perfect score, I'm sure the final grade will reflect my hard work!

Chapter 127 Familiar Induction Training Match

New Year's Enrollment Season

Not only is Kaijo a strong basketball school, but its college entrance rate is also among the highest in Japan.

"Wow, so many people!"

Standing in front of the gate of Kaijo High School, Hashimoto Yuki looked at the densely packed freshmen and couldn't help but sigh, while at the same time feeling a surge of nervousness.

He is not good at handling crowds and dislikes crowded places.

What should I do...? Should I just follow the crowd and sneak in...? What if I get stopped suddenly? Why is that security guard at the entrance staring at me? Do I look like a weirdo?

With her outstanding height and pretty face, Yuki attracted a lot of attention even before she entered the school.

Of course, for someone with social anxiety, this attention is nothing short of a disaster.

Just as Yuki was torn between whether or not to leave and come to school in the afternoon, a figure walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yo, here we come."

Startled, Yuki's eyes rolled back, and she fell backward.

"Hey??? What are you doing? Don't try to scam me, damn it! I've called the police?!"

This time it was Xiangyang's turn to be startled, and he quickly grabbed Youji. He had just happened to see this little brother on his way to school and was thinking of going up to say hello.

Fortunately, Yuki didn't actually faint, otherwise Xiangyang would definitely be in a lot of trouble today. Even now, many people are pointing fingers at the two of them.

Yuki opened her eyes and saw Xiangyang's face clearly. She immediately stood up straight and bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle.

"Smith Marseille, Senior Xiangyang! I'm sorry to have troubled you!"

"Uh, you don't need to be so polite. You use too much honorifics."

Xiangyang broke out in a cold sweat, looked around at the surroundings, and gestured to Youji with his chin: "Let's go, I'll take you in. Which class are you in?"

"Class 1-E".

Xiangyang nodded and led Yuki into the campus. Although Xiangyang had only arrived in this world a year ago, a year was enough time for him to get to know the school thoroughly.

Along the way, many people greeted Xiang Yang. As the main player of the basketball team, he won the championships of the summer and winter tournaments in a row. Now Xiang Yang is a celebrity in Haichang, though of course, he can't compare to a certain blond guy.

Perhaps it was because Xiangyang took the lead that Yuki's sense of uncertainty lessened a bit.

He looked around curiously, and a hint of envy rose in his heart as he watched Xiangyang calmly greet every acquaintance he passed by.

"Okay, we're here. Go inside and find a seat."

After navigating through the winding school building, Xiangyang finally led Yuki to his classroom. Seeing Yuki standing at the door, looking hesitant and unsure whether to go in, Xiangyang was speechless.

This kid is too introverted! This won't do.

Thinking this, taking advantage of Yuuki's inattention, Xiangyang pushed him into the classroom: "Remember to report to the basketball club after class!"

After saying that, Xiangyang put his hands behind his head, hummed a little tune, and left. He had to go to class too.

Staring blankly at Xiang Yang's departing figure, Yuki suddenly turned around and found that everyone in the class was looking at him.

Oh no! A major crisis!

Nervous Yuki immediately stood at attention, facing her new...

The students bowed deeply on the spot.

Suddenly, the classmates looked at Yuuki even more strangely…

Just as Yuki remained in the bowing posture, at a loss for what to do, a teacher walked in. Looking at Yuki standing in front of the podium with a 90-degree bow, she was full of questions: "Student, what are you doing?"

After a brief moment of mental blankness, Yuki realized that the teacher was talking to him, so he quickly stood up, turned around, and bowed deeply again: "Smith Marseille!"

A bead of cold sweat trickled down the teacher's forehead. He said, "Well...why don't you want to find a seat first?"

"I think that side looks good."

The kind teacher noticed Yuki's predicament and even showed him a seat.

Perhaps taking into account Yuki's height, his seat was in the back row by the window.

Moving her stiff limbs, Yuki laboriously walked to her seat and sat down. Noticing the gazes focused on her gradually dissipating, Yuki felt a sense of relief.

Our little genius's first day of freshman registration didn't go smoothly.

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Ring ring ring~

The bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

Since it was only the first day of school, each class simply had each student introduce themselves; no classes were held.

Of course, for Yuki, this "self-introduction" was no less difficult than a closely contested basketball game.

After everyone in the classroom had left, Yuki, who was sitting in the last row, slowly stood up and walked towards the classroom door.

Peeking out cautiously, Yuki saw only a few students remaining in the corridor. Relieved, she slowly walked out of the classroom.

Oh right, I have to report to the basketball club.

Yuki nodded, the empty corridor making him feel more relaxed.

Wait… where is the basketball club again…?

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