Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard
Chapter 216 - 188: July Athletic Festival (6)

Chapter 216: Chapter 188: July Athletic Festival (6)

He leaped up.

The basketball, vigorously thrown from his slender hand, soared high.

Perfect, flawless.

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

This dreamy arc made the old math professor in the front row, who loved watching basketball, widen his eyes and adjust his round reading glasses.

The dreamlike line was embraced by the hoop in a dreamlike manner.

No collision, just the sound of the basketball landing echoed throughout the sports hall.

For a split second, the rows of spectators were frozen, then erupted into the most intense applause.

This majestic figure struck a chord of aesthetic thrill in their hearts.

Many female students from neighboring schools who didn’t know him, female students from their own school...

In any case, high school girls put their hands to their mouths and squeezed their eyes shut, letting out a girlish scream:

"Ah——! So, so handsome!"

"So——so cool!"

"I can’t take it! I can’t take it!"

As if they were crazed ten years ago seeing Kimura Takuya.

Was that... a half-court shot?

The eyes of the two teams on the court all looked at the basketball bouncing on the floor, unable to react for a moment.

International goodwill ambassador Chiyo Uemon and Hoshin’s foreign friends were equally astonished:

"****!"

"So amazing!?"

Even without understanding the language, their expressions were beyond question.

A shot beyond the half-court line, a clean shot.

Oh! My God, what is this? Unbelievable! I simply can’t believe my eyes.

——This is how Chiyo Uemon interpreted the expressions on their faces.

On the scoreboard, Kamigoe High School Team’s 0 turned into a 3.

Indeed, as powerful as Coach Tachibana had said.

The members of the Kamigoe High School Team, having witnessed that indescribable curve firsthand, felt their doubts turn into reassurance.

The game continued.

The strategic direction was adjusted, and now several of Ookubo Fumataro nodded to each other, clearly understanding the strategic goal ahead—to protect the shooter, Uesugi, as he takes his shots.

If you ask why, it’s simply because, in all his years of playing basketball, he’d never seen such a silky shot trajectory.

Now, this game had the simplest path to victory.

With his teammates’ cover, the sweat-drenched Uesugi Sakura kept jumping.

Three-point shots flowing like a tide, every ball entering the basket.

During the midgame break, the tall black-haired player clasped his hands over his head, staring despairingly at the scoreboard reading 102 points, thinking even God wouldn’t be this outrageous!

The seemingly tireless Uesugi caused the game to lose suspense early and quickly entered garbage time.

Facing Hoshin International Academy, a strong team nationwide, the match naturally concluded with a resounding victory.

Amidst the unprecedented cheers in the venue, the Kamigoe High School Team exited the court.

"..."

"..."

"..."

With damp hair, Uesugi Sakura looked at his teammates who were giving him puzzled looks:

"Why aren’t you talking?"

Center Takamoto Minoru, the cover specialist, glanced at him, spreading his hands: "What should I say?"

"Are you even human?" Chiyo Uemon, who occasionally made "friendly comments" to international friends on the field, spoke his mind.

"Not bad, I guess."

Uesugi Sakura saw Hanamaru Hanabi waiting for him outside the locker room door.

"What do you mean, ’not bad’? Are you looking down on us? This flawless three-point shot technique, and you call it ’not bad.’"

The point guard, wearing the No. 8 jersey, Koguchi Ainosuke, patted Uesugi’s shoulder earnestly:

"Uesugi-kun."

"Hmm?"

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

Uesugi Sakura pushed away their muscular arms: "I’ll have to refuse."

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"Sakura-kun..." Hanamaru Hanabi offered him a bottle of clear water.

"Thanks." Uesugi Sakura took it and smiled at her.

Hanamaru Hanabi blushed as soon as she saw his smile.

Because of what happened in the morning.

"Uesugi, you’re surprisingly good at basketball." Haneda Kimu held Hanamaru Hanabi’s shoulders, smiling like a young woman.

"Haneda-sensei was watching the game too?" Uesugi Sakura twisted the cap and took a sip of Hanabi’s water, the coolness soothing his throat.

"Originally, I was here to watch Murakoshi’s game, but now you’re the star of the show."

Kyujuu Rika nodded at him: "Surprisingly good."

"So for winning honor for the class and school, is there any extra reward for me?"

Surprised by his words, Kyujuu Rika smiled lightly: "That’s something to ask the principal about; Haneda-sensei and I don’t have much money."

"The Kyujuu Family’s heiress has no money?"

"Well, I don’t have much money right now."

Kyujuu Rika maintained her smile, "Oh, by the way, who was that person who came looking for you in class the other day? Looked quite familiar with you."

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

"Quite pretty." Kyujuu Rika said.

Uesugi Shio’s long white legs were the kind that a sailor uniform’s pleated skirt couldn’t fully conceal, and even as a girl, you couldn’t help but notice that feature first.

Secondly, her perpetually tired eyes.

"Oh?"

Haneda Kimu glanced at the blushing, bashful Hanabi standing next to Uesugi, remembering that the day before, after running, her condition and mood weren’t great.

As a teacher, she specifically asked her about it briefly, finding it odd since Uesugi wasn’t present at the time.

"Uesugi-kun, make sure not to do anything to betray Hanabi. As a teacher, I’ll be watching you."

"That’s my cousin."

"Oh, the current Kendo Department captain?" Kyujuu Rika remembered the story, "No wonder she has the same last name, but when we met at the student council last time, why did I feel she was a bit dissatisfied with me?"

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