Shiki Natsu followed the mbers of Class A and soon arrived at the indoor gymnasium.
The hardware facilities of this school could be called luxurious, and the internal space was quite spacious. In the center was a standard basketball court, the floor polished until it was shiny.
Shiki Natsu stood by the sidelines, looking at the hoop, calculating slightly in his heart. If he wanted to flex here, just having physical fitness wasn't enough; he had to have so genuine technical skills.
Although he had obtained tennis skills capable of fighting aliens from Amikura Mako, when it ca to basketball... to be honest, he wasn't proficient. He hadn't even played it before. He had only felt his blood boil while watching Slam Dunk.
Of course, if he relied on his 'Double A' stats in strength and speed, it would be a breeze to crush so noobs. It was just that fighting like that would be too simple and crude, lacking a sense of beauty.
"Students of Class A and Class D, line up!"
The PE teacher blew his whistle, signaling the students of the two classes to assemble.
"Today's lesson content is basketball."
As soon as the teacher's voice fell, a distinctively discordant voice imdiately rang out from the Class D queue.
"Hehe, speaking of basketball, that is this great master's strong point!"
Shiki Natsu didn't even need to turn his head. Just hearing that wretched voice carrying a few hints of arrogance, he knew who the speaker was. Aside from that pseudo-human Yamauchi Haruki, who else could it be? Had the effect of guilt already ended? What a pity.
It had to be said, this guy really was an all-around talent. Not only could he play baseball, but he could also play tennis, and now he claid basketball was his strong point. Coupled with his usual posturing as if he were giving guidance to the world, those who didn't know better would think he was so retired sports superstar.
"Really? Haruki, you can play basketball too?"
The chiming in that followed imdiately ca from his good buddy Ike Kanji—no need to even think about it. The sound of their call-and-response communication could be heard clearly by everyone in the entire gymnasium.
Quite a few surrounding students cast gazes of disdain or looked at them like they were fools, but these two seed completely unaware, still imrsed in their own little world. However, it was fortunate that Class D's Class Points had already returned to zero. They belonged to the typical category of "those with bare feet don't fear those wearing shoes."
Even if points were deducted for this kind of classroom discipline issue, it was estimated to just be a nurical change without any actual loss. Though, one wondered if Class D managed to turn things around and gain points in the midterm exam, would these deductions be settled later?
Of course, since it was PE class, the atmosphere was relatively relaxed. The teacher only frowned and didn't rebuke them excessively.
"Alright, everyone do warm-up exercises first."
The teacher clapped his hands and began organizing the students to loosen up their muscles and bones.
"After the warm-up ends, I will teach everyone so basic dribbling and shooting techniques. Of course, this isn't mandatory. If there are students who don't like playing basketball, you can move freely or rest on the side after the warm-up ends."
Speaking to this point, the teacher paused and threw out a heavy-weight bait.
"However, if there is a student who performs outstandingly in the upcoming basketball test, I can reward him with 5,000 Private Points."
"5,000 points?!"
Hearing this number, the eyes of the Class D crowd instantly lit up. For them, who had zero inco this month, 5,000 points was simply a huge sum of money!
"Good! I'm definitely taking these 5,000 points!"
Yamauchi Haruki delivered his acceptance speech imdiately. That confident appearance made it seem as if the points had already been transferred to his card.
"Co on, Haruki."
Although Ike Kanji usually liked to suck up, he still had a bit of self-awareness at critical monts.
"If we're talking about playing basketball, surely Ken is a bit more powerful, right? After all, Ken is in the basketball club, and I heard he's about to be selected as a regular player soon."
Hearing this, Yamauchi Haruki wasn't embarrassed. He imdiately borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, changing his tune:
"Indeed, if it's Ken, then there's definitely no problem."
"Hey, Ken! Take down these 5,000 points, and rember to treat us to a al! We don't want to eat that damn mountain vegetable set al anymore!"
With the encouragent of his two "stooges," Sudou Ken, who had been rubbing his fists and wiping his palms on the side, also shouted loudly, patting his chest as he spoke:
"Rest assured! Leave it to !"
It had to be said, although Sudou Ken had a violent and irritable personality and his brain wasn't too sharp, he indeed possessed capital for pride in terms of sports. Those solid muscle lines were smooth; while not as exaggerated as Kouenji Rokusuke looking like a bodybuilding champion, one could tell at a glance he was an athlete who exercised frequently.
Soon, the warm-up exercises ended. The teacher spoke up again:
"Alright, students who want to participate in the test, please step out now."
"I'm coming!"
Sudou Ken was the first to raise his hand, walking to the front of the queue with large strides. Seeing Sudou Ken sign up, Yamauchi Haruki, who had originally been clamoring to take the points, chose to give up very naturally. This kind of behavior—"a giant in words, a dwarf in action"—naturally garnered quite a few gazes of disdain again.
But Yamauchi Haruki didn't care at all. Anyway, Sudou Ken was also a mber of their "Yamauchi Haruki Trio." Hey, hey, hey, do you understand the gold content of a three-man group nad after himself? If Sudou Ken won, rounding it up ant that he, Yamauchi Haruki, won. Nothing wrong with that.
On the Class A side, the atmosphere seed sowhat deserted. Everyone looked at each other; it seed no one wanted to go up and join the fun.
Although Katsuragi Kouhei was large in build, he was actually a typical "brain type" and wasn't good at this kind of intense ball sport, so he stood in place with self-awareness. As for Kitou Hayato, he also looked very good at sports, but he didn't like to show off in this kind of setting because he was inferior about his appearance. His dream was to enter the fashion industry, and graduating from Class A to get that guarantee was his goal.
Totsuka Yahiko and Hashimoto Masayoshi also had no intention of taking the field, but their gazes invariably turned toward Shiki Natsu. Shiki Natsu looked sowhat interested.
"Does Shiki-san also want to try?"
Instantly, the attention of the entire venue was attracted to Shiki Natsu. Handso guy basketball = perfection.
Over at Class D, the small group of girls led by Karuizawa Kei also walked over.
"Eh? Is Shiki-san participating too?"
Karuizawa Kei was wearing sportswear, holding a basketball in her hands, looking at Shiki Natsu with so curiosity. Shiki Natsu turned his head, his eyes happening to et Karuizawa Kei's gaze.
[CG43: Do you like playing basketball? (Karuizawa Kei)]
[Shiki playing basketball must surely be very handso too!]
[Congratulations Host for obtaining Skill Card: Basketball Master (The current you can exchange moves even with superpower basketball players)]
Shiki Natsu couldn't help but sigh with emotion in his heart; he didn't expect to be so lucky. Now he had casually obtained another decent technique. Feeling the massive amount of basketball skills and muscle mory instantly flooding into his mind, the corners of Shiki Natsu's mouth hooked up into a confident arc.
Cheats, activate!
Although 5,000 points wasn't much to the current him, even a mosquito was at. So Shiki Natsu also chose to participate.
Class A representative: Shiki Natsu.
Class D representative: Sudou Ken.
The confrontation between the two instantly ignited the atmosphere of the whole venue. Shiki Natsu's peripheral vision glanced at a corner.
He saw that man with long blond hair, narcissistic to the extre, Kouenji Rokusuke, sitting on a bench with his eyes closed. He had a look of enjoynt, seeming to be performing so kind of ditation. The muscle lines on that guy's body were simply as perfect as a sculpture, full of explosive power.
Was this guy not participating? Being in Class D, did he not lack Private Points? However, Shiki Natsu didn't place too much focus on Kouenji Rokusuke, instead placing it on the PE teacher in front of him.
The teacher simply demonstrated the standard dribbling thod and shooting posture, then tossed two basketballs to Sudou Ken and Shiki Natsu respectively.
"The rules are very simple. First, conduct shooting training. Everyone has 5 shooting opportunities; the shooting spot is your choice. Scoring from outside the three-point line gets 3 points, inside the three-point line gets 1 point. The one with the highest final score can take those 5,000 Private Points. If the scores are the sa, a 1-on-1 single-man confrontation will be held."
Sudou Ken looked at Shiki Natsu with full confidence. He knew Shiki Natsu played tennis well, but tennis and basketball were not the sa thing.
"I can go first, right?" Sudou Ken glanced at Shiki Natsu and spoke.
Shiki Natsu shrugged indifferently and made a "please" gesture. "Please do."
Sudou Ken took the ball and actually walked directly outside the three-point line.
"Woah!"
A burst of low cries rang out around them. He actually chose a three-pointer directly?
Sudou Ken took a deep breath, adjusted his posture, jumped, and released. The basketball traced a graceful parabola in the air.
Swish!
Hollow net entry!
"Good shot!"
Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji imdiately let out exaggerated cheers, as if Sudou Ken had already won. He secured 3 points. Sudou Ken revealed a trace of smugness on his face, then imdiately shot the second ball.
Clang!
The basketball hit the edge of the rim and bounced out. Missed. Sudou Ken frowned, adjusted his breathing, and released the third ball.
Bang!
This ti the force was slightly too much; the basketball hit the backboard and bounced away. Missed again. Having missed two consecutive balls, Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji, who were cheering just now, suddenly beca sowhat anxious.
"Hey! Ken! Don't show off!" Yamauchi Haruki shouted loudly. "Hurry up and move forward a bit! Even if it's just a one-point shot, it's fine! As long as you shoot two more one-pointers in, you'll have 5 points! That guy Shiki, even if he has good luck and bluffs a few in, can't possibly make them all, right? 5 points is absolutely a guaranteed win! This is 5,000 points! Steady! Don't be reckless!"
Hearing his companion's shouts, Sudou Ken hesitated. Although he really wanted to continue attempting three-pointers to prove himself, reason told him that for the sake of the points, he should indeed play it safe.
Thus, he walked forward a few steps very reluctantly, arriving at a position in front of the backboard where scoring was relatively easy. Jump, shoot.
Swish! Swish!
Both balls went in. Adding the three points from the first ball, he took a total of 5 points.
"Aweso! Steady, steady!"
Yamauchi Haruki and Ike Kanji breathed a sigh of relief and cheered again. In their view, a score of 5 points was already an insurmountable mountain for an amateur player who wasn't in the basketball club. Even if Shiki Natsu knew how to play tennis, surely he didn't understand stuff like basketball, right?
Next, the pressure was given to Shiki Natsu's side. Everyone looked at Shiki Natsu sowhat nervously. After all, besides tennis, they had never heard of Shiki Natsu's performance in other sports events. Could he really beat Sudou Ken?
It had to be said, that hollow three-pointer from Sudou Ken just now indeed gave everyone quite a shock. No wonder he could be fancied by the basketball club; even if he wasn't a shooting guard, this touch was quite good.
Shiki Natsu held the basketball and walked onto the court with a calm expression. Just when everyone thought he would choose to play it safe and walk under the backboard to shoot one-pointers...
He stopped his footsteps.
That position was... outside the three-point line!
Hiss—
A sound of sucking in cold breath rang out across the venue. Did Shiki Natsu also want to shoot three-pointers?
"Hahahaha! Trying to make die of laughter!" Yamauchi Haruki shouted his mockery directly upon seeing this. "Who do you think you are? You also want to learn from Ken and shoot threes? Stop dreaming! You definitely can't do it! Ken is a professional!"
Facing Yamauchi Haruki's noise pollution, Shiki Natsu didn't even lift an eyelid. He just gently patted the basketball in his hand, feeling that familiar texture and weight. That feeling was like it was innate.
Cheat, activate!
Jump, hang in the air, a light flick of the wrist, release the ball. The movents were flowing clouds and flowing water, so standard they were simply like a textbook.
The first ball.
Swish!
The basketball entered the net in response to the sound. The crisp sound made the mockery of the entire venue instantly get stuck in their throats.
The second ball.
Swish!
Another hollow net entry. The following three balls were also all hit!
Five shots, five hits. All three-pointers! Total score: 15 points!
The entire venue was silent. Everyone opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at the young man standing in the center of the court, as if they had seen an alien.
Was this... Shiki Natsu's strength? This was too outrageous, right?!
It wasn't until a few seconds later that cheers like thunder suddenly erupted.
"Shiki-san! Too aweso!!!"
Totsuka Yahiko was so excited his face was red and his neck was thick, shouting until his voice was hoarse. Even the PE teacher at the side watched in a daze, his eyeballs almost popping out.
He walked quickly to Shiki Natsu and asked with an excited face: "Shiki-kun! Do you... do you have any interest in developing in the direction of a professional basketball player? With your talent and touch, you are absolutely a future superstar!"
Shiki Natsu smiled and shook his head. "Sorry, Sensei, I don't have this plan. This is just... a little hobby."
As soon as his voice fell, he was completely surrounded by a group of girls from Class A and Class D.
"Shiki-san! You're so amazing!"
"Shiki-san, can you teach to play basketball?"
Looking at Shiki Natsu clustered in the middle by girls, like stars cupping the moon, Yamauchi Haruki was so angry his teeth itched. Not only did he watch helplessly as those 5,000 points flew away, but he also had to watch that guy Shiki Natsu steal all the lilight. This feeling was simply more uncomfortable than killing him.
"Damn it..."
He hid in the corner, muttering to himself indignantly. "If I had gone up... I absolutely wouldn't have let this guy be so arrogant! I can also make three-pointers! Really!"
Of course, no one paid him any attention. Sudou Ken was also staring blankly at Shiki Natsu. Being so good at shooting, and with movents so standard—this was the first guy he had seen who was so good at shooting since entering this school. If he let this guy join the basketball club as a shooting guard... maybe they could make it to the nationals.
Soon, the PE class ended in this enthusiastic atmosphere.
"Alright, today's class ends here."
The teacher checked the ti and announced the dismissal. "Finally, two people are needed to stay behind to pack up the equipnt. Then... Class A's Shiki Natsu, and Class D's Karuizawa Kei, you two are responsible for retrieving the basketballs and putting them back in the equipnt room."
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