"So … what is the reason for you to stuff this' recruitment notice 'into the convenience store's flyer rack without permission?"

The guardian, who was wearing a gray suit vest, slowly wiped the cup and asked, "Although this is indeed a bar in name, it's actually an experimental base for the anti-hero organization … There's no need to say more."

"Inform her that she did not pass the interview." The young man's pale fingers brushed the edge of the glass as he glanced coldly at Black Fog.

Black Fog put down the goblet in his hand and picked up another one. "If you need her, I can —"

Before he could finish his words, the young man suddenly launched an attack and smashed the cup right at the face of the black fog. The clear water poured out uncontrollably but was' swallowed 'by the black fog that suddenly appeared in mid-air.

The black fog raised its hand to catch the cup that was thrown at it and slowly returned it to its owner. At the same time, a small black hole slowly appeared next to the young man's hand and spat out the warm water that had spilled out.

"Tsk." The young man's face was full of disgust. "Disgusting."

"Oda-san is this year's Xiong Ying volunteer. If she works part-time here, it will hinder our future plans."

Black Fog was not angry and patiently explained to his young master. "On the other hand, it will also affect her position."

"Her position?" The young man sneered. "What position can a child of Purgatory have?"

Black Fog was stunned.

"I'm just a little curious." The young man opened his mouth stiffly and repeatedly rubbed the dry and white skin on the side of his neck nervously. "She's actually a Xiong Ying volunteer … Interesting, Oda?

D。”

Black Fog, who had been with Sir for a long time and had heard of the fierce name of Purgatory, was silent for a while before whispering, "Will Oda-san be our future companion?"

"Who knows."

The young man shrugged indifferently and picked up the small bag that the girl left on the bar counter. "What's this?

A gift for an orphan girl to surrender? "

"… Huh?

Chuchubaby moisturizer? "

Oda, who had settled the interview at the bar and declined the reservation?

D took the direct tram without stopping and rushed to the gate of his alma mater just as the Teiguang club activity ended.

Teiguang Secondary was located in the bustling Tokyo. The official introduction was: "Teiguang Secondary has a strong teaching staff, a vast area, a long history, a rigorous school spirit and lively. Teiguang Secondary is the best among the many high schools in Kanto in terms of academics and clubs, especially the basketball club."

Oda?

To sum it up, the school's admission threshold and college entrance rate were terrifyingly high. From the classroom to the club activity room, everything was filled with the smell of wealth. Even though they would never admit it, there was a super rich junior high school everywhere. Other things aside, there was only one junior high school in the Kanto region that had built three fully equipped indoor basketball stadiums.

Just how rich and overbearing was this?

Oda Oda?

D pushed open the door of the basketball court, switched his backpack to the other side, and took off the locker room key hanging on the side of his backpack. It seemed like they were divided into the first, second, and third armies?

......

"Bang — Bang —"

The practice court, which was supposed to be dark and empty, suddenly heard the sound of a basketball hitting the ground.

Oda Oda?

D stopped in the middle of changing his shoes. He straightened up and took half a step back silently.

The reddish-brown basketball slowly rolled out of the dark and silent court and hit Oda Oda's ankle.

D's ankle.

The lights on the top of the basketball court were all turned off. Only the spectator seats and a few wall lamps at the entrance were lit, and the green 'Safety?

Out 'sign was still lit.

Slow footsteps sounded like a ghost. One sound after another, as if he was stepping on the edge of the night.

Oda Oda?

D stepped on the basketball beside his leg and squinted slightly. He gripped the uniform bag on his left shoulder and slowly raised his right hand.

"You …"

This is the moment!

Oda Oda Oda?

D made his move!

The female high school student with long reddish-brown hair slammed the switch, and a glaring white light instantly illuminated the huge basketball court!

The 'ghost' seemed to be frightened. He covered his face and retreated in panic.

Oda?

D quickly put down his left foot, and before the basketball could react, he twisted his body sideways and kicked it out in one smooth, accurate, and ruthless motion!

Sweeping up a vast and mighty aura, it struck the Specter's stomach!

Contestant 'Ghost' was hit!

Contestant 'Ghost' stumbled!!

Contestant 'Ghost' had fallen!!!

Well done!

Oda?

Player D scored!

The female high school student clenched her fist and cheered for herself in her heart. She calmly patted the corner of her skirt that had rolled up and jumped two steps forward to pull up her leather shoes.

"It doesn't matter if you're a student or an outsider, it's against the rules to play ball in the dark at this time."

Oda?

D walked to Spectre's side and looked down at Little Blue Hair, who was wearing a white jersey. She forced herself to reach a consensus. "I'm a girl, so I should be able to defend myself, right?

If there's no problem, I'll call security uncle. "

"Please don't call security."

Little Blue Hair, who had been attacked and pushed the blame to, sat up with the basketball in his arms. He looked up at his senior who was talking to herself. "Senior, let's not talk about the fact that you were specially recruited by the Hero Volunteer Academy … I'm a Teiguang official team member."

Oda?

D paused and said, "Oh —" in understanding.

— The official team members of the basketball club had the right to use the basketball stadium for extended periods of time.

The Teiguang graduate who had accidentally injured her junior was embarrassed. "Well, sorry, I was too defensive … You can continue practicing, I'll clean up. But it's your fault for playing ball in the dark. You can't blame me for this."

The blue-haired junior touched his stomach, which was still aching, and looked at her without saying anything.

Little Blue Hair had an obedient look that was rarely seen in the hot-blooded basketball club. He was fair and thin, with soft short blue hair. He sat on the ground with the basketball in his arms, and his big eyes of the same color were bulging (?)

He looked up at Oda?

D —

Oda?

D held his schoolbag and turned his head, covering his face with one hand. It's this kind of obedient expressionless face that makes people feel guilty.

But I definitely won't pay the medical bills.

Senior hesitated for a while, unzipped her bag, took out a bag of jelly, and stuffed it into her junior's hands. "Anyway, I'm sorry … Actually, I didn't use that much strength …"

Tetsu Kuroko wasn't angry, he just felt embarrassed and wanted to wait for her to leave before standing up. "…?"

Oda?

D scratched his head, sighed, and sat down cross-legged next to his junior. "You know me?

I'm not that famous, right?

You don't look familiar … Were you recruited by our captain? "

Tetsu was stunned for a while, probably because he had never seen a girl who sat so boldly in a knee-length skirt. Then, he slowly answered Oda.

"During the night training, Daigetsu told me about it. It was Captain Akashiji who promoted me to the main team."

"Are you serious?" Oda asked.

D was surprised. "Are you hiding behind Daigetsu?

There are less than ten people who joined the night training recently. I know all of them. "Before going to the US, Shuzao introduced her to the juniors of the Color team.

The fall semester for the third-year students was about to end. The basketball team successfully finished the high school basketball tournament this year. The juniors of the Color team proved the glory of Teiguang's basketball by winning three consecutive games in a row.

Even at this critical juncture, Akashiji -kun, as the captain, still took on the responsibility of training the next generation of basketball players. Of course, the other juniors of the Color team couldn't escape the fate of taking turns to coach them.

There were only six people to take over the position, including the team captain, the junior members on duty, the coach, and the manager. There were only so many people. Oda, the janitor of the basketball department?

Student D really didn't remember seeing this blue-haired junior before.

But this hair color is really good. Hahahaha.

"My 'personality' is similar to visual misdirection," Tetsu Kuroko also explained. "It's more surprising that you can not only see me, but also attack me accurately."

"Hey, kid," Oda?

D patted his shoulder and changed the topic. "How can you call it an attack when it's about senior?

It's about teaching with love!

Back then, your captain was … Ahem, what's your name?

Which year are you in? "

"Tetsu Kuroko, a third-year student of Teiguang," the Blue Hair Junior said obediently. "Senior, do you need to clean the stadium today?

I'll leave now — "

"It's okay, it's okay," Oda?

D stood up while pressing down on her skirt. "I'm still waiting for my little helper. I won't be cleaning the basketball court for the time being. You can continue to practice if you want. Ah, but too much practice is not good for your health."

The girl with a pair of emerald green smiling eyes pulled the hair tie from her wrist and tied her waist-length hair into a high ponytail. Oda?

D was wearing the standard Teiguang knee-length pleated skirt and a white shirt embroidered with another school's emblem.

The girl skipped in her uniform shoes and changed into indoor slippers. After taking off her wide sports jacket, her thin figure was revealed. She didn't look like she could clean the entire basketball court.

Although this senior who was specially recruited by the heroes seemed to be terrifyingly strong … Tetsu Kuroko stood up with the basketball in his arms and hesitated. "Oda-senpai, do you need help?"

"Ah?" Oda?

D picked up the bucket in the corner and shook her head with a smile. "Thank you for your concern.

Although I look like a rookie, my little helper, the super gold medal cleaner, Namio A Dream, is super — "