In the eyes of many people, basketball is a not-so-popular sport. Not many people pay attention to it, so naturally not many people like it. This makes those members of the basketball club who really love basketball very frustrated.

Every year when club activities recruit new members, the baseball club is absolutely crowded. In addition, the badminton, football, tennis, and even table tennis clubs have more people than their basketball club. This situation makes them very desperate. You say

It doesn’t matter if it’s not as popular as the baseball club. Why can even the table tennis club lose in popularity?

Have you forgotten those big devils of China? Practice table tennis? Please be more careful! Haven't you seen Ai-chan being beaten to tears?

Basketball is better. At least basketball won't be abused by one person alone. If you lose, you can say that the team is not getting along well! Such a good reason to blame, why are you so ignorant!

After getting angry, the club still has to recruit new members, but unfortunately, no matter how hard they try, it is difficult to recruit new members. This situation has been going on for a long time, and the third-year old students once said melancholy to

The junior members of the club said that they feel that they may never see a crowded basketball club again in their lifetime...

Now, the president of the basketball game wants to tell the seniors who have graduated loudly: Your lifetime is here!

Now is the time for everyone to cheer for basketball. This cultural festival will definitely make everyone remember this game and this sport, and be impressed by its charm.

"These... are all thanks to Senior Hayakawa!"

"No, no, I think Shirakawa-senpai is also very important."

Several newbies in the basketball club seemed to start discussing who had more credit, Hayakawa Natsuki or Shirakawa Zehei. Before they could decide the winner, Hayakawa Natsuki had already appeared at the door of the lounge.

Shirakawa Zeping stood up, took the bottle of energy drink thrown by the little tsundere, and asked naturally: "Why are you here."

"Let's see if Shirakawa-kun can play in the second half." Hayakawa Natsuhi glanced at him and frowned slightly: "Are you injured?"

"It bumped." Shirakawa Zehei said, grabbing the drink and hiding it behind his back.

The sharpness of the dark-bellied little tsundere's eyes surprised him a little. He thought he had concealed it very carefully, but he never expected that Miss Xia Zhi would still notice it.

"I didn't expect Shirakawa-san to be injured sometimes."

"I'm not Superman, and besides, I don't have any wounds." Shirakawa Zehei complained with a cold face.

"Since I'm injured, I don't have to play in the second half."

"Um?"

"What is the problem?"

Shirakawa Zehei smiled softly: "I thought the old capitalist Hayakawa-san would squeeze out the last drop of my... residual value. I didn't expect him to be so humane."

Miss Xia Zhi was stunned for a moment, and her face seemed to darken: "Shirakawa-kun seems to have a lot of misunderstandings."

"Really? I thought the evaluation from my biological sister would be more accurate."

"I didn't know you believed in Xia Zhi so much before." The arrogant little arrogant person said with a cold face: "It seems that someone is urgently needed to correct your wrong cognitive direction."

"My understanding of Hayakawa-san will not be easily corrected by others."

"oh?"

Miss Xia Zhi narrowed her eyes slightly. In Shirakawa Zeping's sight, the girl's expression seemed to become a little dangerous. She nodded slightly and said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"It seems that correcting Shirakawa-san is a task that most people can't do, so I'll have to do it myself."

Shirakawa Zeping slowly typed a question mark.

"President Sada." The scheming little tsundere said to the president of the basketball club inside.

"Competition team member, lend me a loan."

The basketball players in the lounge also slowly raised a question mark.

…

At the beginning of the second half of the game, there were many new faces, and the atmosphere was still lively. However, for several girls in the calligraphy department, the disappearance of Shirakawa Zehei was a surprise to them.

"What's the situation? Didn't Bai Chuan say that he wanted to play the whole game? His physical strength is not enough?"

"Shirakawa-san's physical strength is very good, I can testify to this." The fish-catching girl said blankly: "Did something happen?"

"How about we send a message and ask where he is."

"Okay~ I'll send the line."

"Then I'll send a text message."

While the other little girls were still contacting Shirakawa Zehei, the black-hearted Lolita had already begun to skillfully contact Hayakawa Summer Solstice. Although this skill made people feel distressed, the ending was not what she expected.

【Where have you and the pretty boy gone!!】

[Just watch the game, it’s none of your business.]

【Who said it’s none of my business! The pretty boy is mine...】

【My club partners!】

The little tsundere over there ignored her and just handed the phone to Shirakawa Zeping.

"Hello? Asano-san..."

"Where have you been, pretty boy! Have you been kidnapped by a black-hearted woman?"

Shirakawa Zehei glanced at the little tsundere with a strange expression, and said: "Kidnapping... not really, but it's almost... By the way, where are Tsukimi and the others?"

The black-hearted Loli who hid aside looked at them and snorted: "How do I know? Didn't you look at your phone?"

"I'm in the infirmary, and I didn't bring my phone with me in the lounge." Shirakawa Zehei glanced at the little tsundere who was applying ice in front of her, and said softly: "Why don't you stop for a while."

"This can't stop."

"Hiss...ha..."

The stimulation from his fingers made Shirakawa Zeping take a breath and said, "Move gently..."

"After just this moment, Shirakawa-san can't help it anymore?"

"Of course." Shirakawa Zehei nodded naturally: "After all, this is the first time Hayakawa-san has done such a thing for me, so it's a bit surprising."

"So, this is my purpose." The little tsundere raised her eyebrows: "To get Shirakawa-san's understanding of me back on the right track."

Shirakawa Zeping smiled: "Well, it seems that I misunderstood, Hayakawa-san will not squeeze me dry."

"It wouldn't have happened."

Without paying attention for a moment, he couldn't help but chat with the little tsundere for a while. When he came back to his senses and found that he was still talking to the little Lolita, the call over there had already been hung up.

Shirakawa Zeping's heart trembled, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose...

"Xia Zhi hung up the phone?"

"Bye."

The little tsundere pursed her lips: "Well, it's not surprising. Xia Zhi has always been very restless."

Before he and the little tsundere could say anything, the door of the infirmary was pushed open by the black-hearted Loli excitedly.
Chapter completed!