Kuroko's Basketball template: the king of slacking off, Shohoku's strongest sixth man.

Deep in the alley.

An old shop whose signboard has been so worn smooth by smoke that it has developed a patina.

"Dafu BBQ".

The location is remote, the storefront is dilapidated, and it's as narrow as an air-raid shelter.

Normally, you might not even notice it.

But at this moment, the extremely domineering aroma of caramel is mixed with the smoky smell of cumin and charcoal.

She was like a bewitching enchantress, holding onto this group of beasts whose energy gauges had been reduced to zero.

"This is it!"

Miyagi Ryota expertly lifted the greasy curtain, turned around, and grinned at the pack of hungry wolves behind him:

"Don't let the small size of the place fool you, the food here is absolutely the best in Kanagawa!"

"The key point is..."

He lowered his voice and grinned mischievously, "The boss lady's portions of meat are incredibly generous."

"Meat!!!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi's eyes instantly turned red.

Those big hands that were grabbing the rebound pushed Miyagi aside.

It was like a runaway heavy tank, crashing into it with a "rumble".

"Boss! Bring on the meat!"

"Bring me the whole cow, old and young!"

"This genius needs to replenish his energy!"

The shop had a total of six or seven tables and was originally quite quiet.

When the Xiangbei team rushed in, it was like dropping a depth charge into a fishpond.

Akagi Takenori followed at the back with a dark face, his heart aching with every step he took.

He glanced up at the price list on the wall, his gaze fixed on the "Premium Beef Short Ribs 980 Yen" column.

Two seconds later, the muscles around Akagi's eyes began to twitch wildly.

"Um... everyone, listen to me..."

Akagi tried to maintain his captain's dignity, cleared his throat, and made a last-ditch effort.

"Although it's a celebration, we should pay attention to health and moderation..."

"Sizzle—!!!"

Before he could finish speaking...

The first plate of red and white pork belly, with its appealing marbling, was poured expressionlessly onto the bright red wire mesh by Rukawa Kaede.

The oil bursts open, white smoke rises, and the aroma of the Maillard reaction explodes instantly.

That sound was like a bugle call to arms.

"Hahaha! You quick-witted fox!"

Sakuragi grabbed the clips and started grabbing.

"This piece is mine! That's the 'King of Meat' that this genius has his eye on!"

"idiot."

"It's not cooked yet, do you want to get diarrhea?"

With a flick of his wrist, Rukawa Kaede precisely flipped the piece of meat over, and casually knocked Sakuragi's clips off with the tongs.

In the corner, Lin Bei found the most comfortable spot against the wall and slumped down, waving an iced cola in his hand, watching the group of starving ghosts being reincarnated with a contented expression.

"Captain, don't just stand there."

"If you don't sit down soon, you won't even be able to lick the cracklings off the baking tray."

Lin Bei patted the empty seat next to him and smiled like a lazy cat.

Akagi sighed, resignedly sat down, and felt like the chair beneath him was on pins and needles.

Just then, the wind chimes at the door started ringing loudly.

"ikebana--!!"

Yohei Mito led the Sakuragi Army and an excited Haruko Akagi stormed in.

"Oh! Yohei! Over here!"

Sakuragi Hanamichi instantly switched from a meat-stealing devil to an innocent young man.

"Haruko-san is here too!"

His face immediately turned as red as a monkey's bottom, and he frantically wiped his hair with his hands.

"Sakuragi-kun! Congratulations on the win!"

"You were so awesome today!"

Haruko was wearing a pale yellow dress, and her eyes crinkled when she smiled.

It's practically the only air purifier in this smoky restaurant.

"Hahaha! Really? You think so too?"

"Actually, that was just the tip of the iceberg of my genius strength; I haven't even unleashed my full power yet..."

Sakuragi put his hands on his hips, and his nose suddenly grew longer.

"Click, click."

A sickening chewing sound mercilessly interrupted Sakuragi's pretentious act.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that Gao Gongwang, the fat man, had somehow teleported to the table.

He opened his mouth with both hands, stuffing it full of meat slices, his cheeks bulging like a hamster hoarding food.

"Mmm...it smells so good...it's delicious..."

Gao Gongwang mumbled incoherently.

He casually poured another plate of freshly grilled beef tongue into his mouth.

"Hey! You fatso! That's mine!" Oonan Yuji screamed and pounced on it.

"Takamiya! Are you a pig? Leave me some!"

The already crowded little shop has now been completely transformed into a wet market.

Akagi Takenori looked at the room full of demons and monsters.

He glanced again at the pile of empty plates on the corner of the table, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

He secretly felt his wallet in his pocket.

Thin.

too thin.

This isn't treating people to a meal; it's practically giving my wallet a weight loss surgery!

……

Outside the shop, the street was dimly lit.

The group from Ryonan did not walk very fast.

Despite losing the game, my spirits remained high, but the emptiness in my stomach was very real.

Jun Uozumi walked at the very front, like a moving iron tower.

His face was gloomy, and he exuded a low-pressure aura that said "keep away."

Akira Sendoh had his hands in his pockets and a lemon slice he bought from a convenience store in his mouth.

His face contorted with soreness, yet he maintained a nonchalant demeanor.

"I'm so hungry..."

Hiroaki Koge clutched his stomach and groaned, "I fought too hard just now, I feel like I could swallow a cow whole."

"Me too..." Tomoyuki Uekusa nodded in agreement.

Just then, the overpowering aroma of roasted meat wafted on the wind and "whoosh" covered everyone's faces.

The previously lifeless Ryonan team came to an instant halt.

Several pairs of green eyes, like radar, precisely locked onto the inconspicuous little shop on the street corner.

"Glug."

Someone swallowed hard, the sound as loud as thunder.

"It smells so good..."

A rare, astonishing desire erupted in Fukuda Kichijo's usually dead fish eyes—a primal urge for protein.

Sendoh sniffed; the aroma of that burnt food was practically criminal.

"Since we've lost the game, perhaps..."

Sendoh narrowed his eyes, smiling like a cunning fox. "Turning grief and anger into a hunger?"

Before anyone could join in, a deafening roar erupted from inside the shop.

"Hahaha! This genius is going to eat this place out of business!"

"The gorilla is treating, why not take advantage of it?!"

Jun Uozumi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Akagi..."

"Is that gorilla... celebrating inside?"

Fish gritted his teeth and exhaled two thick breaths from his nostrils.

"It seems so."

"The entire Shohoku team is here!"

"And...and it seems they bought all the meat!"

Yan Yi tiptoed inside and looked in horror.

"This is outrageous!"

Jun Uozumi roared angrily.

That competitive spirit, that rivalry between them, miraculously revived in my appetite!

"We lost the game... Do we have to lose even our meals to them?!"

"Go! Go in! Get the meat back!"

With a wave of his hand and an air of "revenge," Uozumi strode toward the shop door.

"Huh? Captain?" Yueye was dumbfounded.

Sendoh's eyes lit up. He spat out the lemon slice in his mouth and followed with a smile:

"Oh, Captain Akagi, are you treating us?"

"That's... such a coincidence."

……

"Squeak—"

The already flimsy wooden door groaned under the strain.

The Xiangbei team, who were fiercely fighting over the meat, froze and turned around in unison.

The entrance was completely blocked.

Jun Uozumi's enormous body almost filled the entire door frame.

Behind them followed the equally tall Sendoh and Fukuda...

And the main players of Ryonan.