Yuuto continued to score.
Looking at his posture, he definitely couldn't be called outstanding; at best, he was a role player.
His post-up turns were full of ordinariness and inconspicuousness, giving the illusion that "I could do it too."
Kise Ryōta became more startled the more he watched.
He found that he knew all these moves and could imitate them effortlessly.
However.
When he simulated in his fantasy in his mind, he found he might not produce Yuuto's effect.
Yuuto's basketball had a charm of returning to the original simplicity.
"Simply the opposite of Little Aomine..."
Extreme luxury versus extreme simplicity, two absolutely opposite styles.
It can be said.
These two people have almost reached the limit in their respective fields.
It's hard to say who is stronger or weaker, but...
"Really strong, Little Yuuto."
His tone involuntarily became intimate.
Facing powerful players, he always held respect.
Satsuki knew his temper but couldn't help rolling her eyes at him.
Because compared to girls, Kise was more intimate with boys who could play basketball.
On the court.
Homi Academy's starting point guard was like a decoration.
He had only taken 2 shots in the entire game so far.
Both shots came from Yuuto's passes.
And when Yuuto fell into the low post, he didn't take a single shot, continuously feeding ammunition to Yuuto.
You can say he is riding the coattails (getting carried), or you can say he doesn't care about stats and performance!
But no matter what.
Such sacrifice made Yuuto play quite comfortably.
With a broad back pressing against Waseda's power forward, Yuuto didn't lose out in tonnage and strength, and was much faster in speed.
With a turn as simple as it gets, the speed of 80 points exploded.
At this moment, the opponent felt like he was facing a guard.
By the time he reacted, Yuuto had jumped high, ending this offense with a one-handed tomahawk dunk.
Yes.
Now Yuuto can also fly.
He jumps high enough and fast enough!
However, his dunk was still as unpretentious as Duncan's.
Letting go of the rim immediately after succeeding, without a trace of lingering, not hanging on the rim, and definitely not swinging on the rim like a swing.
Everything was only for scoring, nothing else.
You couldn't even feel a bit of passion from him!
"Playing ball like this, won't it be boring?" Kise put himself in Yuuto's shoes.
If it were him, after completing such a clean dunk, he would definitely show off to teammates for praise or act cool.
Yuuto didn't.
Succeeding in one hit, immediately return to defense.
"Probably for Yuuto-san, victory is the greatest fun." Momoi Satsuki understood boys very well, but also didn't understand boys.
She understood those boys who admired her figure and appearance, but didn't understand the single-celled organisms whose brains only contain basketball.
Three quarters finished.
Yuuto had already hacked a game-high 35 points, 7 rebounds, and 9 assists.
The opponent had no good way to deal with him.
You double team, he runs to the low post to back down.
You don't double team, he beats you with that monster-level shooting until your head is full of bumps.
A sense of powerlessness filled Waseda up and down.
At this time, the game could already be announced to enter garbage time.
After three quarters, Homi Academy led the opponent by a whopping 32 points.
Yuuto simply sat on the bench in the fourth quarter.
The simulation experience let him know that muscle is something that gets consumed with the game.
He wondered before why NBA stars looked incredibly strong at the beginning of the season but would be a circle thinner by the end of the season.
Now it seems.
They did it intentionally.
In a regular season, every team needs to go through a long 82 games.
And muscle is consumed bit by bit with intense games.
Therefore, experienced stars choose to maintain war with war, consuming excess muscle through games.
By the end of the season entering the playoffs, excess muscle is consumed, and players can welcome the best body most suitable for competition.
Yuuto doesn't have that much muscle to consume.
His current body is in the best state; he shouldn't waste time on meaningless places.
Waseda's people breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily seeing this monster finally go off.
The opponent's key player Takano, without Yuuto, this devil "taking care" of him, finally played to his due level.
Driving and shooting, he scored 8 points in a single quarter.
It was just all too late.
Apart from showing everyone Yuuto's importance to Homi Academy, he couldn't affect the result.
Post-game.
Yuuto, who won the game, showed his demeanor.
Getting up immediately to shake hands with the opponent.
Although every time he lost a game he would be in such a terrible mood that he refused to shake hands.
But when he wins, he doesn't mind doing these superficial formalities.
Without lingering, they packed up and left after the game ended. The arena still needed to be used; there were games to follow.
Yuuto's continuous outstanding performance attracted the attention of a local newspaper office.
A reporter from the newspaper office named Morning Okukozome found Yuuto.
"Hello, Yuuto-san."
"Hello."
"We can tell you are very happy right now. This was a shocking game. I guarantee no one could have thought of this ending before the game; you ended the suspense of the game in just three quarters."
"We saw that you scored a game-high 35 points in three quarters. Did you predict before the game that the team could win big? Or are you also surprised by this final score?"
Yuuto fell into thought looking at the smiling reporter in front of him.
He originally planned to say some polite words like "This result is due to the joint efforts of the whole team."
But the words got stuck in his throat just as he was about to speak.
It's unfair.
He completely destroyed the opponent. He definitely deserves all the praise. He doesn't need to be humble, doesn't need to be ordinary and cautious like before.
Finally.
Facing the reporter, Yuuto showed his pride.
"In fact, I knew this result long ago."
"Huh?"
The reporter was stunned. This was different from what he expected.
"You don't need to be surprised, nor do you need to worry about whether to polish my words when reporting tomorrow."
"If it were last year, beating Waseda with such a score, I might have been too excited to sleep all night."
"But not anymore, and probably won't be in the future. Because they are the challengers!"
After Yuuto finished speaking, his thoughts instantly became clear.
The next day.
Morning Okukozome reported with the headline "They Are The Challengers."
The reporter published Yuuto's original words verbatim in the youth sports section.
For a time.
The entire Tochigi Prefecture knew that Okukozome had an additional proud, arrogant, and talented basketball genius.
Of course.
That is tomorrow's matter.
What is Yuuto doing now?
After finishing the game, he prepared to solve the family's financial problem.
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