Tokyo host

Chapter 88 Oolong tea and girl
The basketball was thrown straight towards this side, and with a burst of exclamations, it was about to hit Gong Baiyuyou on the face.

At this moment, a hand suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Crack." The basketball smashed into her hand and collided with the scoreboard on the side and rolled to the ground - Nana retracted her palm in the morning, she ignored her red back of the hand, but first cared about the girl beside her: "Gong Bai , are you alright?"

Gong Baiyuyou shook her head gently, looking at her palm.

"It's alright, hehe." Nana laughed in the morning, she shook her palm to indicate that there was no problem.

The boy who just threw the ball laughed: "I'm sorry, can I trouble you to throw the ball back?"

In the morning, Nana didn't think much, picked up the basketball and threw it back.

"Heh." The boy hugged the basketball and couldn't help but snorted.

At this moment, Makoto Futaba and Takahashi, who were not far away, looked at each other after seeing this scene.

"Intentionally, passing the ball to a teammate can be so crooked?" Takahashi grabbed his collar with one hand at this time, and wiped the sweat from his cheek, "And he still passed the ball with both hands."

Makoto Futaba retracted his gaze: "Takahashi, pass me more penalties later."

"Understood." Takahashi grinned and patted Shuangye Cheng on the shoulder.

The game continues.

The boy from the outside class started to dribble for a layup after receiving the ball, but he found that Makoto Futaba and Takahashi didn’t stop him much—without thinking too much, he came to the basket and stretched out his hand to throw the ball to get points.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out and slammed the ball down neatly.

"Uh?!" The ball was shot directly and smashed into the boy's face. The severe pain on his face caused him to stumble and fall to the ground.

Capped? !
The boy stood up in disbelief, but at this time, the owner of the hand picked up the basketball on the ground and prepared to pass it to his teammates.

"Is this ball not a foul?" the boy asked loudly to the referee who didn't blow the whistle.

"There was no batter and no physical contact," the referee said. "And just before the ball went out of bounds, it hit you in the face, so the defense kicked off."

Facing the gazes of the onlookers and the team members, the boy from the outside class suddenly blushed when he heard it.Although he was aggrieved in his heart, he really had no choice but to look at the boy who had just blocked him - Makoto Futaba.

"Just now your bouncing was really amazing, that guy's face turned purple." Takahashi, who was beside Makoto Futaba, said with a smile.

Futaba Makoto didn't show any expression: "Continue."

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but soon the boy got the ball again, and before the layup, he took a special look at Futaba Cheng and found that the distance was quite far.

This time, he was relieved to layup and toss the ball.

"Crack." But another hand clapped over and slapped his ball directly.

The ball rolled off the court and lay there quietly.

"What?!!" The boy's eyes widened, and when he turned around, he found Tetsuya Takahashi who was standing behind him smiling.

Maybe it was because the boy paid too much attention to Makoto Futaba that he didn't even notice Takahashi who was guarding him.

Although it is not like Futaba Makoto directly slapped the ball in his face, but blocking the shot itself is the most humiliating behavior in basketball, and it is twice.Looking at the basketball on the ground, the boy was almost out of breath.

His teammates also saw this scene.

This also led to the fact that before the get out of class ended, the boys hardly passed a few balls in their hands, and even the few catching balls were directly cut off by Makoto Futaba, and they were directly beaten and doubted their life.

"Drink some water, Futaba-san?"

"You've just thrown some good shots."

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, and many girls approached to hand over water and towels. After Makoto Futaba politely declined—seeing that the two familiar figures were not on the basketball court, they had to leave with Takahashi first.

After finding a place to sit down, Makoto Futaba slapped his thigh and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm exhausted."

Takahashi looked at Makoto Futaba: "Is it my illusion? I always feel that your physical strength has improved a lot recently."

"It's your illusion."

"Hey, let's buy water."

"Okay." Just as Makoto Futaba and Tetsuya Takahashi stood up, two young girls walked over quickly in the distance.

In the morning, Nana had two more bottles of oolong tea in her hand, and threw them directly at Futaba Makoto.

"Thank you." Shuangye Cheng took the drink in his hand, "I was wondering why you guys disappeared when the get out of class was about to end."

"There will be a lot of people going to buy drinks after class, so we bought them in advance." Nana said with a smile in the morning, "Thank you Nana."

Before she could finish speaking, Shuangye Cheng beckoned to her.

"what happened?"

In the morning, Nana blinked and walked over, only to find that Shuangye Cheng took her palm up - after looking around repeatedly, she noticed the red mark on the back of her hand: "Does it hurt?"

Faced with concern, Morning Nana with a blushing face pulled her hand back: "Oh, of course, a little injury is no problem for Nana at all."

At this moment, Gong Baiyu stretched out her fingers expressionlessly and gently poked the back of her hand.

"Yeah!"

Hearing Nana's pained cry in the morning, Shuangye Cheng was helpless: "It's okay, let's go to the infirmary."

"No."

"Stop talking nonsense and come with me!" Shuangye Cheng stretched out his hand and picked up Morning Nana.

Facing the rare tough attitude of Makoto Futaba, Nana suddenly became like a docile kitten in the morning, and had to be led by Makoto Futaba obediently.

Gong Baiyuyou followed the two of them.

"Should I go with you?" When Takahashi was thinking about this scene, a familiar voice came from the side, "Tetsuya, so you are here."

Turning his head, Takahashi Tetsuya found that it was his girlfriend Aihara Rina: "Rina?"

Aihara Rina smiled and asked, "Why didn't you come to me after playing the ball? I've been cheering for you just now."

"Yes, yes, why didn't I see it?" Takahashi said in surprise.

"Really, it turns out that I am so inconspicuous in your eyes."

"No!" Takahashi Tetsuya suddenly became nervous. He danced and wanted to explain something, but in the next second he saw Aihara Rina laughing, "Idiot."

"Eh?"

"I don't have gym class again." After Aihara Rina finished speaking, Takahashi reacted and breathed a sigh of relief, "Really... Aihara, don't bully me like this."

Aihara Rina leaned down and asked Takahashi who was sitting with a pair of smiling eyes, "Do you hate it?"

"I don't hate it." Takahashi touched his nose and looked away.

Aihara smiled even more happily: "That's liking?"

Takahashi was silent, but his ears turned red, and finally he covered his face: "Forgive me."

At this time in the distance-

A girl wearing glasses watched this scene silently, then she looked down at the drink in her hand, and turned and left.

　ε(*ω)з Those who haven’t slept yet must have slept

　　
　
(End of this chapter)