Slam Dunk: Muguro

Chapter 81 Mitsui's Changes

After Mitsui fell, the referee immediately stopped the game.

"Mitsui!"

"Mitsui!"

……

At the first moment, the Xiangbei players gathered around, not only the players on the field, but also the teammates on the bench.

They surrounded Mitsui, their eyes filled with worry and anxiety.

Mitsui lay motionless on the floor, looking very weak.

His eyes were slightly open, he was not unconscious and was still conscious.

His body could no longer support him and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

This is a typical phenomenon of exhaustion!
With the help of his teammates, Mitsui slowly stood up, but his legs were still trembling slightly, giving him a feeling of weakness.

Mitsui gritted his teeth, trying not to fall down again.

Soon, with the help of his teammates, Mitsui was helped into the locker room.

At this time, Nobuhiko Okamoto handed two bottles of sports drinks to Mitsui: "Mitsui, here!"

"Okamoto, I'm fine, I can take care of myself, you go back first!"

Not long ago, Nobuhiko Okamoto was the starting point guard for Shohoku.

Even though he is not now, he is still an important rotation player of the Xiangbei team and may play at any time.

"Okay, I'll leave first!"

After Nobuhiko Okamoto left the locker room, Mitsui picked up a bottle of sports drink and tried to open it, but he couldn't.

Click~
Mitsui finally opened the can of drink with all his might, but he was also exhausted and out of breath.

The condition of this body was worse than he had imagined.

After resting for five minutes, Mitsui finally recovered and returned to the bench while holding on to the wall.

“I didn’t expect that even the most basic thing of walking would become so difficult!”

Mitsui sat weakly on the bench and applied a hot towel to the sore parts. Nobuhiko Okamoto took the initiative to massage his limbs to improve the discomfort.

However, his body was severely exhausted and it was obviously impossible for him to recover in a short period of time, no matter how strong his will was.

This means that he can no longer play and can only watch the game from the sidelines.

Mitsui couldn't help but feel a pang of frustration as he watched his teammates fight on the court and Buri gradually expand their lead after he left the court.

At this time, there were still three minutes left in the game, but the score difference between the two sides had reached double digits.

Shohoku was completely suppressed by Buri!
"Damn it, if I had better strength..."

Mitsui muttered, a hint of regret in his voice.

If he had not been lying in the hospital for a full month and a half and lacked systematic training, his condition would not have been so bad.

After his comeback, Mitsui only trained for more than half a month, and his physical fitness has not even recovered to the level before hospitalization, let alone surpassing it.

Looking at the situation on the field, he really wants to continue to stand up for the team and help the team win.

However, all this became out of reach, filling Mitsui's heart with pain and struggle.

On the court, Mu Mu was breathing heavily.

After Mitsui left the court, the situation became quite unfavorable for the Xiangbei team.

At the same time, his offense was under greater pressure.

Buri began to focus his defense on him, ready to provide backup defense, assist defense, and even double-team him at any time.

Despite this, Murasakibara's hit rate still remains above 40%.

There's no way, his arsenal is too rich.

Crossover step, Euro step, pull-up jump shot, turnaround jump shot, extreme pull-up shot, step-back jump shot...

It's not that Mu Mu didn't want to assist his teammates, it's just that his teammates weren't strong enough. According to Milan's little blacksmith, it's more reliable to shoot by yourself than to pass to an open teammate.

The Xiangbei team rose too fast and too suddenly. If the team was going well, it would be fine. But once faced with adversity, many players would subconsciously become nervous.

This tension is easily contagious, causing the morale and performance of the entire team to be affected.

In this regard, Murasakibara can only fight alone, and one can imagine how quickly he loses his physical strength.

However, even when he is on the verge of his limit, Murasakibara is still trying hard to persevere and will never give up easily.

Even if the final result is not satisfactory, he will try his best and leave no regrets.

Secondly, he also needs to reduce the score difference as much as possible so as not to miss the opportunity to participate in the national competition due to the goal difference.

Mitsui saw it all and was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. In the end, he could only watch the team being defeated by Buri.

"If I can hold on until the end, the team may still have a chance to turn the game around."

However, all this came to nothing.

Mitsui clenched his fists in regret, his nails almost piercing his skin.

The loss of the game was like a heavy stone pressing on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

At this moment, he fell into deep self-blame.

He didn't dare look up, afraid to see the disappointed eyes of his teammates.

His heart was filled with complex emotions, including apologies to his teammates, but more importantly, dissatisfaction with his own performance.

Because of him, the efforts of the entire team went to waste.

Although his teammates did not blame him, Mitsui could sense the disappointment in their hearts.

"You don't look like the Mitsui I know now!"

Mu Mu's voice sounded.

Mitsui raised his head, his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his former vitality.

His silence was heavier than any words, as if silently telling of his inner struggle and pain.

Mu Mu slowly sat down next to Mitsui and patted his shoulder gently, trying to break the suffocating silence.

"Mitsui, do you think the team's defeat is all your fault?"

Mitsui's shoulders trembled slightly.

Seeing Mitsui's reaction, Mu Mu shook his head: "No, Mitsui, this is not just your problem."

Mu Mu paused for a moment and continued, "Basketball is a team sport, and failure is the responsibility of the entire team. Therefore, if the team loses, everyone present is responsible, not just you."

After hearing what Murasakibara said, Mitsui's self-blame was alleviated a little.

"Besides, we still have hope of advancing to the national competition, as long as we defeat Hainan High School, but we need your help!"

"I understand. I'll go back first!"

After saying this, Mitsui chose to leave alone.

Mugure winked at Okamoto Nobuhiko, who immediately understood and left with Mitsui.

"I don't know how long it will take Mitsui to recover!"

Murasakibara sighed softly. He could only hope that Mitsui could get out of the shadow of failure as soon as possible.

However, Mitsui's changes were much faster than he expected.

The next morning, when Mu Mu opened the door of the basketball hall, he saw a short-haired boy wearing the number 14 shirt practicing shooting.

He is none other than Mitsui!

The difference is that his hairstyle has changed, from a middle-parted style to short hair, which is obviously much more refreshing.

Mu Mu pretended not to know him and asked, "Classmate, who are you?"

Mitsui pointed at himself and said confidently: "I am Mitsui, a man who never gives up!"

(End of this chapter)