Chapter 50

On the court, Aomine was initially just a bit annoyed; after all, his good scoring opportunity had been ruined just like that.

But feeling the strange atmosphere on the scene, and even his childhood friend looking at him with a weird gaze, his dark face actually flushed with a hint of crimson.

"Damn it!"

"Haizaki, do you even know how to play basketball!"

Aomine was furious and hurriedly pulled his hand away.

"I... I... I’m not doing it on purpose, who wants to hold your hand."

Haizaki also miraculously turned bright red; his previously bloodthirsty face was squeezed into a purple color.

He was a seven-foot man; his usual hobby was playing in the wild, how could he like men?

Even if he really liked men, he wouldn't look for someone dark and hard like this!

These bastards were simply insulting his personality!

He turned his head, only to see that god-damned Tendo leaning backward.

Was this bastard’s action serious?

He actually suspected that there was something wrong with his sexual orientation?

Haizaki had the heart to kill, but after calming down, he discovered something else.

Tendo’s "Release" could not be plundered by him.

Even though he had predicted his next step by copying Aomine’s movements.

However...

It wasn't that feeling; it wasn't that feeling at all.

Even if Aomine hadn't dodged this time, at best it would just be a beautiful steal, far from reaching the horror Tendo gave people.

That kind of one-hit-kill, the intense aura of death as if one’s neck were exposed to the other’s blade.

No reason; if it couldn't be plundered, it couldn't be plundered; he just had that feeling.

"How on earth did that guy do it?"

"It’s clearly just a steal, why can’t it be plundered?"

For the first time in history.

Haizaki’s invincible plundering had failed.

You have to know, even the Generation of Miracles at this stage could be plundered by him, it was just harder and less effective than with other guys.

And Tendo!

He couldn't plunder him at all.

Because, even if he plundered that bastard Tendo’s iron oxide, he wouldn't get any points.

Why?

Tendo’s "Release" could crack any offense!

This made the match suddenly become troublesome.

Tendo’s side had the ball.

Tendo Keigen received a pass from a teammate and looked at the troublemaker Haizaki with interest.

It was only just now that he confirmed one thing.

His "Release" was at least a Generation of Miracles-level ability.

The reason Haizaki could become the number one person under the Generation of Miracles was that his plundering couldn't plunder the abilities of the Generation of Miracles.

Otherwise, Kise would have been bullied to death by him.

"What are you laughing at, bastard!"

Tendo Keigen didn't speak, smiling even more brightly.

Looking at this exquisite face that couldn't be faulted, Haizaki’s liver hurt even more, and he gritted his teeth tightly.

How could there be such a guy in this world who countered him?

While thinking, Tendo Keigen once again performed a post-up against Haizaki.

His post-up footwork and movements weren't as flashy as Jordan’s, but as his post-up attribute kept increasing, his turn-around jumper was already very stable.

"Swish!"

The ball was once again elegantly thrown into the basket by Tendo.

As a fan who started watching the NBA in the early 2000s, he was extremely familiar with the skill packages of the four great shooting guards.

Fadeaway jumpers, three-point pull-ups, butterfly steps, etc., he had imitated them to some extent.

Carter?

Sorry, although Tendo wasn't a second-rate loser, at a peak height (with shoes) of 180cm, he really couldn't dunk at all.

"This kid’s offense is already very mature, and his individual defense is top-tier in the country. If he hadn't joined Teiko but another team, we would definitely be in trouble."

Shirogane Gōzō didn't respond to this.

Haizaki’s talent had already been recognized by him, but in the end, he was still a notch below Tendo.

"It’s me who thought too much..."

Facing these first-year kids every day made him feel like geniuses like Tendo were everywhere.

He didn't even think about it; a year ago, when he discovered Nijimura Shūzō, he had been ecstatic, so excited he couldn't sleep all night.

The 20-minute match ended quickly.

As expected, Tendo’s side achieved the final victory.

Don't even look at his teammates: Murasakibara, Aomine, Midorima—the ceiling of every position in this work. If he could lose even with them, Tendo could really just give up playing ball and enter the entertainment industry. Earn tens of millions a year, marry a beautiful star as his wife, and live out his life...

The match was over, but Haizaki was still very unconvinced.

He chose to stay at Teiko; he would definitely get his revenge on Tendo.

Night.

In the apartment, a disc was playing on the TV.

Tendo and Riko were watching with relish, one munching on potato chips, the other drinking cola.

From time to time, Riko would lean her mouth over, and Tendo Keigen would actively offer the cola; Tendo would open his mouth, and Riko would stuff potato chips into it.

Don't ask why they were so proficient; they were used to it.

"Is it still popular to play discs these days?"

Tendo Keigen had already forgotten.

The times were progressing too fast; in his previous life, his family was just an ordinary family, and his parents were strict.

He remembered that when he wanted to play on the computer, he had to go to an internet cafe; three yuan an hour, ten yuan for the whole night.

As for at home, the computer had a ten-level password set by his old man; Tendo, that loser, tried everyone’s birthdays and phone numbers, but it was still useless.

Later, when he grew up, once father and son were drinking together, his old man told him the truth after getting drunk.

The password he set for the computer was his first love’s home phone number.

Good guy!

Tendo was convinced at the time; if he could decipher that, he would definitely change his career to become a detective after graduation.

In a fit of anger, he secretly told his mother about it the next day.

What happened later, Tendo didn't know; he only remembered that his old man kept calling him that day, never stopping.

Tendo still remembered that because of this, he didn't go home for a whole month...

He drifted off-topic again.

"You are the wind~ I am the sand~"

As the familiar BGM came from the TV series, Tendo Keigen was pulled back to reality.

The TV series they were watching now was *My Fair Princess*, a show that had dominated everything back in the day.

He didn't know what was wrong with Riko’s brain, but she had inexplicably become obsessed with Qiong Yao dramas.

However, looking back after many years, it was still quite interesting.

Especially Er Kang, who had been spoofed by netizens into many memes in later generations; every time he saw the origin of the memes, Tendo couldn't help but laugh like a pig, drawing a roll of the eyes from Riko.

She couldn't understand where the punchline was.

While watching the show, suddenly the short-tailed cat raised its head and took out a remote control from its belly and pressed it.