Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

“Miss, we’ve only met twice before,” Banping said. “You should know that your brother’s men are not good people. They are only being polite to you because of your brother and your father.”

Kitagawa Sakakisa didn't speak, but simply gazed quietly at the pale green river surface.

###Chapter 188 The July Sports Festival (6)###

Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

His body leaped up.

He hurled the basketball high into the air with force from his slender hands.

Perfect, flawless.

At this moment, all eyes in the venue were focused on that ultimate curve that only the hand of God could draw.

The dreamlike curve made even the elderly math professor, who was sitting in the front row and enjoyed watching basketball games, widen his eyes and weigh his round reading glasses in his hand.

The lines were like a dream, and the basket embraced it in a dreamlike way.

There was no impact, only the sound of the basketball hitting the ground echoing throughout the stadium.

The rows of spectators paused for a second, and then burst into the loudest cheers.

This heroic figure perfectly captured the beauty that stirred their hearts.

Many female students from neighboring schools didn't know him, and female students from his own school...

Anyway, the high school girls all put their hands to their mouths, squeezed their eyes shut, and let out a girlish scream:

"Ah—! So, so handsome!"

"So...so cool!"

"No! No!"

It seems like more than ten years ago, when girls went crazy for Takuya Kimura.

Is this... a half-court shot?

All nine players from both teams turned their attention to the basketball that clattered to the ground, momentarily unable to react.

International Goodwill Ambassador Yoemon Chiyo and Shin Hoshino's foreign friends both showed surprise at the same time:

"****!"

"That's amazing!?"

Although they couldn't communicate verbally, their expressions didn't lie.

A shot from beyond half-court, still Cleansho.

Oh my God, what is this? It's unbelievable! I can't believe my eyes.

—That's how Chiyoemon interpreted the expressions on their faces.

On the scoreboard, Shingoku High School's 0 became 3.

She really is as amazing as Coach Tachibana said.

When the members of the Shenyue school team saw their indescribable curve, their doubts turned into a sense of reassurance.

The match resumed.

The strategy for the game has been adjusted. Now, the members of the group, including Kitō Minetaro, nod to each other, having clearly defined their next strategic objective—to protect pitcher Uesugi.

The reason is simply because he has never seen such a smooth shooting line in all his years of playing basketball.

Now, there is the simplest way to win this game.

With his teammates providing cover, Uesugi Kai, drenched in sweat, kept jumping.

A tidal wave of three-pointers, each one sinking into the basket.

During halftime, the tall, dark-skinned guy held his head in his hands, looking at the score of 102 points with despair, thinking to himself, "Even God couldn't be this outrageous!"

Uesugi's seemingly inexhaustible energy made the game a foregone conclusion early on, turning it into garbage time prematurely.

The match against the nationally strong team, Xingshen International Academy, naturally ended in a resounding victory.

Amidst unprecedented cheers in the venue, the Shenyue school team stepped off the field.

"..."

"..."

"..."

With his hair still damp, Uesugi Kai looked at his teammates who were giving him a suspicious look:

Why aren't you saying anything?

Center Minoru Takamoto, the screen-setting expert, glanced at him, spread his hands, and said, "What should I say?"

"Are you even human?" This was the question that Yoemon Chiyo, who frequently made "friendly remarks" to international players on the field, truly expressed his feelings.

"It's alright."

Kai Uesugi saw Hanabi Hanamaru waiting for him outside the lounge.

"What do you mean 'not bad'? Are you looking down on us? You call these three-point shooting skills 'not bad'?"

Point guard, wearing jersey number 8, patted Uesugi on the shoulder with a sincere expression:

"Uesugi-kun."

"Ok?"

"Come play basketball. With you, that guy Murakoshi can leave the team forever."

Kai Uesugi pushed away their muscular arms: "I must refuse."

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"Kai-kun..." Hanabi Hanamaru handed him a clear bottle of water.

"Thank you." Uesugi Kai smiled at her as he took it.

Hanabi Hanamaru blushed whenever she saw his smile.

Because of what happened this morning.

"Uesugi, you're surprisingly good at basketball." Haneda Nozomi put her hands on Hanamaru Hanabi's shoulders, a young woman's smile on her face.

"Is Mr. Haneda watching the game too?" Uesugi Kai twisted open the bottle cap and took a sip of Hanabi's water, feeling refreshed and invigorated as his throat moistened.

"I was originally going to watch Murakoshi's match, but now I've switched to watching you instead."

Jiushi Lixiang nodded to him: "You're surprisingly amazing."

"So, what extra reward do I get for winning honors for my class and school?"

Rika Kuju was not surprised by his words and smiled slightly: "You should ask the principal about this. Mr. Haneda and I don't have much money."

"How could the young ladies of ninety families be short of money?"

"Anyway, I don't have much money right now."

Kyuu Rika kept smiling and said, "Hey, by the way, who was that person who came to your class last time? They seemed to know you pretty well."

"A girl? Is she pretty?" Haneda Nozomi asked curiously.

“It’s quite pretty,” said Jiushi Lixiang.

Uesugi Shio's long, white legs are the kind that her sailor uniform pleated skirt can't hide at all; even girls can't help but notice this feature immediately.

Secondly, he has a pair of lazy, lifeless eyes.

"Oh?"

Haneda Nozomi glanced at Hanabi, whose face was constantly flushed with shyness, standing next to Uesugi. He remembered that she hadn't been in a good mood or condition after her run yesterday.

As a teacher, she specifically asked a couple of questions, and strangely enough, Uesugi wasn't even there at the time.

"Uesugi-kun, don't do anything to betray Hanabi, okay? I'll be watching you."

"That's my cousin."

"Is she the current head of the kendo club?" Rika Kyuu had heard about it. "No wonder she also has the surname Uesugi, but when we met at the student council last time, I felt like she was a little unhappy with me."

"Is there... dissatisfaction?" Uesugi Kai thought that Uesugi Shio was not the type of person to show such emotions.

Although the class monitor is the only daughter of the Jiu family.

Jiu Shi Li Xiang shook her head: "Maybe it's just my imagination. After all, she doesn't seem to like talking to anyone."

“Uesugi...Shio?” Haneda Nozomi seemed to have heard of the name as well. “Is he the transfer student in Kyoko’s class? I think he’s a kendo special recruit. There have been a lot of temporary transfers like that lately.”

Hanabi Hanabi couldn't join in their conversation, and every now and then she would sneak a glance at Kai Uesugi, whose face was wet.

Then, her soft lips recalled the taste of that strawberry cake.

It smells so good...it's so sweet...it's so...

What is Hanabi thinking?

With her face flushed, Hanabi quickly shook her not-so-bright head, trying to banish all the thoughts that were making her heart flutter.

"What's wrong?" Uesugi Kai noticed her movement.

"It's nothing," Hanabi Hanabi said, turning her face away from him, not daring to look at him.

"She has a fever," Haneda Nozomi said with a smile.

Rika glanced at the dazzling sun outside the window, then turned back and said, "How can you catch a cold in this heat? If so, you should go to the infirmary first."

They didn't go to the infirmary, of course. After changing her clothes, Uesugi Kai went to the classroom with Hanabi to get their lunch boxes.

Lunchtime is, of course, lunchtime, followed by time to slack off.

Where should we eat?

Hanabi Hanabi, her little hands still tangled in her skirt, quickly said, "The cafeteria."

The red scarf on her sailor uniform made her look even cuter.

How can there be such a cute girl?