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Ryonan High School · Basketball Court.

Shohoku and Ryonan players were now standing on opposite sides of the court, waiting for the match to start.

Shohoku's starting lineup was:

Center, Akagi Takanori, number 4.

Shooting Guard, Yasuda Yasuharu, number 6.

Point Guard, Shiozaki Tetsushi, number 8.

Small Forward, Kogure Kiminobu, number 5.

Power Forward, Rukawa Kaede, number 11.

Ryonan's starting lineup was:

Center, Uozumi Jun, number 4.

Shooting Guard, Koshino Hiroaki, number 6.

Point Guard, Uekusa Tomoyuki, number 8.

Small Forward, Sendoh Akira, number 7.

Power Forward, Ikegami Ryoji, number 5.

Other than Uozumi, most of Ryonan's players looked pretty average.

Besides Ikegami Ryoji, who was over 180 cm, the rest were all around 170 cm to 175 cm.

One player stood out in particular—Sendoh Akira, wearing Ryonan's number 7 jersey.

He was one of only two tall players on the team. He stood over 190 cm, with a clean and handsome look and a unique charm.

Especially his spiky hair, standing perfectly upright like a walking broom. It caught everyone's eye.

Even before the game began, cheers were already echoing through the gym.

"Ryonan... fight... Ryonan... fight... beat Shohoku..."

Shohoku's bench.

Hearing Ryonan's cheer squad, everyone felt a weight pressing on their chests.

First-year student Yamada Tadashi muttered, "Ryonan looks so fired up..."

Kuwata Toki looked uneasy. "We'll be okay... right?"

Ishii Kentaro asked, "That guy—Sendoh, right? Is he really that strong?"

Kogure Kiminobu explained, "It's not just about strong or not. Sendoh was considered one of the best players last year. They called him 'Tensai Sendoh'—Genius Sendoh. If it weren't for Shoyo and Kainan in the way, Ryonan could've made it to the nationals."

Hearing this, all the first-years' expressions shifted.

Rukawa Kaede's eyes also turned toward Sendoh, and a faint fire of fighting spirit began to rise in his gaze.

Just then, Sakuragi Hanamichi suddenly walked up to Sendoh.

He stared straight at him and said, "I'm Sakuragi Hanamichi. I'm the secret weapon. Sendoh, I'll take you down."

At that, Sendoh raised an eyebrow.

The rest of the Ryonan team was stunned.

"This guy's got nerve!" Koshino Hiroaki said with an annoyed look.

Uekusa Tomoyuki added, "Does he even know who he's talking to?"

Akagi Takanori's eyelids twitched hard. "That idiot..."

Even Ayako, watching from the sidelines, looked worried and helpless. "That boy… really..."

As everyone was still stunned by Sakuragi Hanamichi's words...

Sendoh smiled and replied calmly, "Looking forward to it, then."

"Alright." Sakuragi Hanamichi shook hands with him.

The match officially began.

At the same time—

Three girls came rushing into the second floor of the gym.

It was Akagi Haruko and her two close friends, Fujii and Matsui.

"We made it just in time," Akagi Haruko said, wiping the sweat from her forehead with a relieved smile.

"It's your fault for being so slow. Now we had to run," Matsui complained.

Akagi Haruko blushed. "Don't say that..."

"Rukawa Kaede... I love you... Rukawa Kaede... I love you... Rukawa Kaede... I love you..."

Suddenly, a chorus of cheers rang out.

The three girls turned their heads and saw three cheerleaders in mini skirts, waving handkerchiefs, legs high in the air, cheering nonstop for Rukawa Kaede.

Everyone in the gym stared, stunned.

Fujii and Matsui quickly pulled Akagi Haruko aside.

Fujii whispered, "Don't you dare do anything dumb."

Akagi Haruko blushed and replied weakly, "I won't do that."

Matsui gave her a blank fish-eyed stare. "You? Not likely."

Tweet—

As the three girls talked, the match officially started on the court.

With a sharp whistle, the referee tossed the ball high between both teams.

Akagi Takanori and Uozumi Jun leapt at the same time, reaching for the ball in midair.

Meanwhile.

On a train bound for Ryonan High School.

Hahaha...

Three punks were laughing loudly, ignoring everyone else in the car.

One of them boasted, "After I beat the crap outta him, I said..."

"Said what?" another asked eagerly.

He continued proudly, "I said, 'If you wanna fight, I'm down anytime.' Man, wasn't that cool?"

The three burst into laughter again.

People around them cast nervous and disgusted glances.

Several girls and women instinctively shrank away, afraid the punks might notice them.

At that moment, two figures stepped into the train car.

First to step in was a stunning girl with a curvy figure, full of youthful energy.

The three punks saw her and instantly froze, their eyes turning into heart shapes as they ogled her greedily.

But the next second, a shadow loomed over them.

Behind the girl appeared a tall boy with a wild, untamed aura radiating from his whole body.

The three punks immediately felt a heavy pressure and a deadly sense of danger from him.

They couldn't help but start trembling.

The boy and girl were none other than Aoi Kunisaku and Shimizu Kanon.

Seeing the punks blocking the way, Aoi Kunisaku calmly said, "Move."

The three punks gulped and instinctively stepped aside.

Shimizu Kanon was already used to this kind of situation.

Seeing the punks move, she grabbed Aoi Kunisaku's arm and walked straight through the middle of them.

The three punks just watched silently, not daring to make a sound.

Once Aoi Kunisaku and Shimizu Kanon walked off, they finally let out a sigh of relief.

One of them said, "That guy was terrifying. I thought I was gonna die."

Another one chimed in, "Didn't you say fighting was easy?"

…

Aoi Kunisaku and Shimizu Kanon's appearance naturally drew attention inside the train car.

People were drawn to their looks.

The men stared at Shimizu Kanon.

The women admired Aoi Kunisaku.

Neither of them was fazed by the stares. They were long used to it.

Shimizu Kanon glanced at the time on her phone and complained, "Seriously, it's been so long. This is all your fault. Who knows what's going on with the game now."

Aoi Kunisaku answered lazily, "There's still time. Even if things go bad, they can't be losing that badly."

"That's not okay! You can't say that! They're your teammates," Shimizu Kanon said sternly.

"Tch…"

Aoi Kunisaku clicked his tongue and didn't say anything else.

…

Back at the Ryonan vs. Shohoku match, it had become completely one-sided.

Nearly half of the first half had already passed.

The scoreboard read: 0 to 19.

Ryonan 19 points.

Shohoku had not scored once.

On the court, Shohoku's players were gasping for air, sweat dripping down their foreheads. Their faces were full of disbelief and despair.

They never imagined the match against Ryonan would turn out like this.

They knew Ryonan was strong, but not this overwhelming.

Since basketball games were split into two 20-minute halves in this era, Shohoku's players weren't just physically exhausted—the mental pressure was crushing too.

Ryonan had the ball.

Uekusa Tomoyuki broke past Shiozaki Tetsushi's defense and reached Shohoku's three-point line.

Just as Kogure Kiminobu stepped forward to intercept him, Uekusa launched a long pass toward Shohoku's paint.

Suddenly, someone in a number 7 Ryonan jersey appeared in the paint. It was Sendoh.

Crap.

Shohoku's players' hearts jumped into their throats.

They were already down 19 points. If Ryonan scored again, it would be a 20-point difference.

That one-point difference between 19 and 20 felt like a massive wall.

Just when everyone thought there was no saving the play—

A red blur suddenly flashed into view and intercepted the ball before Sendoh could reach it.

What?

Sendoh's eyes widened.

The Ryonan players were also shocked.

The one who cut off the pass was none other than Rukawa Kaede.

Rukawa landed with the ball in both hands, eyes fixed forward. It was like he was saying to Sendoh behind him, "Let's go."

Sendoh narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the next moment, Rukawa took off, dribbling fast toward Ryonan's basket.

Sendoh immediately gave chase.

Rukawa dribbled past Uekusa and Koshino in quick succession and stepped into Ryonan's paint.

But just as he jumped for a layup—

Sendoh burst in from the side, catching up and blocking his path.

Rukawa kept his eyes forward, unfazed.

Then, mid-layup, he suddenly switched his move and tossed the ball behind him from the opposite side.

The surprise move made Sendoh's eyes go wide.

At the same time, behind Rukawa, Akagi Takanori appeared, caught the pass, and without pausing, leapt high into the air with the ball in both hands.

Boom!

The sound of a dunk echoed through the gym.

Akagi slammed the ball straight into Ryonan's basket.

Shohoku 2, Ryonan 19.

Shohoku had finally broken their scoring drought.