A basketball game is being held in the basketball court of Kentucky High School in the United States, and one of them is currently leading by a big match.

The leading side, one of the high school students who served as a small forward, was defending the opponent's small forward with perfect defensive skills. He saw him pressing his body's center of gravity very low, his hand was pressing against the opponent's waist, and his other hand was raised high, hindering the opponent's sight.

The man who was defended was wearing a white basketball uniform and flexibly controlling the ball with his fingers. Suddenly, he passed by the left at an extremely fast speed!

scold!!

The friction between the basketball shoes and the floor made a harsh sound.

The small forward in white clothes did not get rid of the opponent, and the man in the black basketball uniform steadily blocked the opponent's way.

"This guy, such a great defense!" The game has reached the middle of the second half, but as the ace, the small forward in white clothes, now scores only 7 points, which is the score he was lucky enough to get after using all his strength. Thinking of this, the small forward in white clothes glanced at the corner of his eyes and wanted to remember his face fiercely.

The small forward in black who was watched by him was an Asian. Seeing that the other party was in a moment of loss of consciousness, he could not miss the opportunity, so he reached out to poke it.

"Ah!! My ball!"

It was easy to intercept the ball.

"Quick attack!" The black-clad forward rushed forward and caught up with the ball in just one step.

Instead of reaching for the ball, he slapped forward and accelerated his body again.

"Damn it! I have been defending me for so long, can I still have this kind of explosive power?!" The white-clothed forward tried hard to chase forward, but unfortunately the distance did not shorten.

In just a few seconds, the black-clad small forward advanced to the three-point line, grabbed the ball, jumped up, and buzzed with one hand, and completed it in one go. Although it was not a difficult movement, it had an indescribable sense of fluency.

"Damn it, what point is this? Is this guy really a Japanese?" The little forward in white thought to himself unhappily.

"Calm down!" At this time, the White team's point guard slapped the small forward on the back. "Now there are only five minutes left, and there are still more than 30 points left. It can be said that it is impossible to win. However, at least you have to let that guy know your strength. If you are suppressed the whole game, you will definitely feel uncomfortable." The White team's point guard is obviously a very calm and motivating player. In this short time, the small forward has calmed down.

"I understand, I will play my strength well!" said the white-clothed small forward with confidence.

Beep~~~

"Substitution"

The small forward in black was replaced.

"Hey hey hey, are you okay..." The point guard hurried forward.

"It's so disgusting! This guy ran away if he wins..." The small forward lost his fighting spirit, and the White Team announced that he would admit defeat in advance.

The other side.

"Thank you for your hard work, Takuya." The coach of the Black Team greeted Takuya routinely.

"It's okay, it's okay." The little forward in black named Takuya waved his hand indifferently.

Beep~~beep~~~The game ended, and the Blacks won 87-45.

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Today's game is not an important game, it's just an ordinary exchange game, but meeting a small forward with good strength makes Takuya a little happy.

"That small forward is really good. He is worse than me in the confrontation, his speed and bounce are slower than me, and his skills are better than me, but he loses position when I push it. This anti-interference technology is too bad, otherwise he wouldn't be completely destroyed by me." Takuya thought while walking home slowly.

"Taoya, are you back?" As soon as Taoya opened the door, he heard his father's voice.

"Huh? Why is it so early today?" Takuya's father is Maeda Daiwo. He is a professional basketball reporter and a basketball fan. Damu's wife died of labor when she gave birth to Takuya, leaving only two fathers and sons to depend on each other.

"I want to tell you something today." My big expression was unprecedentedly serious.

"What's wrong? Have you got a girlfriend?" Takuya complained about his father readily.

"Sorry, I disappointed you, I still love your mom. Actually, we are moving." I also cooperated and laughed, but I immediately got to the topic.

"Moving? Where to move this time? California, Texas?" Takuya has become accustomed to moving. He moved from Kanagawa to the United States in elementary school, and when he was in junior high school, he had to change schools almost every year. Now in high school, Takuya has basically become accustomed to it.

"No, we will go to Tokyo this time. The boss said that it shouldn't be adjusted again this time. You should be able to complete the remaining high school and university in full." I also felt that I had too little care for Takuya. If Takuya had not been independent since childhood, he might not be able to make money to support his family.

"Is Tokyo? Speaking of which, I have never been to Tokyo? It is also a big city in Japan. I wonder how it compares to the United States?" Takuya secretly explained.

"When will we set out?" Takuya asked.

"I will go back in a few days, and I will help you find a school in the future. However, as long as you show your identity as an American student, no school will reject you." I have carefully analyzed it.

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Time flies. Maeda Takuya, who has been living in Tokyo for a month, is now staring at his dad with anger on his face.

"Didn't I say I'll finish high school in full? What's going on now that I'm transferring to school again?" Just as I got home today, Maeda received a notice of moving again.

"Sorry, this is the last time this time. It turns out that coming to Tokyo is just a turning point. It turns out that I am going to transfer to Kanagawa, haha, haha." Big I smiled awkwardly.

"Oh, forget it, anyway, you forget half of it anyway, and I'm not good at Kanagawa. When will we set off?" Takuya said he had accepted his fate. You know, not long after the school started, Takuya found many high-quality girls in the school!

"Oh! The prime number of Tokyo girls is obviously quite high... "Taoya thought to herself depressedly.

A few days later, I completed the moving procedures and had already found a house in Kanagawa.

"I said, Dad, which high school did you find for me?" As I said, with Takuya's identity as an American student, it is too easy to find a high school in Japan.

"This is because you studied in Tokyo and a high school in Kanagawa, so the principal helped you transfer to that school for me, called Rhinan. I heard it was a good school, and it seems that it is a little famous in Kanagawa for basketball." Big me said.

"Well, that one is not bad anyway, just be able to fight." Takuya said indifferently.

"Oh, talented guys are good..." I made an unspecified speech.

"What are you talking about?" Takuya asked, unable to hear clearly.

"No, I'm going to work, I'll take you to school tomorrow." After that, I went out.

"It's true, it's clearly that you trained me hard before, and you still talk about talent." After I left, Takuya subconsciously complained.
Chapter completed!