STEPBROTHER (HAIKYUU X KUROKO NO BASKETBALL SUMMER CAMP)
30
"It's me, Wakatoshi-kun. Where're you?" ask Tendou.
"Hei Tendou, has Hanna gone from your side now?" asked Ushijima who was still walking quietly.
"Yes, he's back in class. Where are you really? How much did you miss Azuma Senpai's Deuteronomy?" ask Tendou.
"I have this business, the replay problem will be taken care of by myself. But can't you do something for me now?" ask Ushijima.
"What is it, Wakatoshi-kun?"
"Bring the P3K box to the Volleyball field building now, I'll be there in a few minutes. And don't forget to bring a rehearsal menu for today, I'll take the time to make a strategic for us."
"Well, Wakatoshi-kun! You've truant but still rule over me. Besides, aren't you afraid of being punished if you look like a teacher?" ask Tendou.
"Just relax, I'll be there in secret. So, just bring me what I tell you. I've been fighting, you don't want your captain to bleed out, do you? Come quickly!" ushijima Order.
"Alright, but you owe me one thing. As soon as you set foot in the Volleyball field building, you have to tell me everything. Understood?"
"Alright, just relax tendou. You're my best friend and I can't possibly keep anything a secret from you" Ushijima said, unwittingly making Tendou smile happily.
"Alright, Satori Tendou is ready to carry out the duties of his best friend." Tendou immediately moved right away, even he immediately turned off Ushijima's phone call so excited without even wondering why Ushijima needed P3K at all.
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In a work room that looks neatly arranged with lighting that only relies on sunlight from the window. Masaomi is clearly sitting in his chair while looking at Akashi who is standing in front of him.
"Other times, I won't forgive you again if you do something stupid like yesterday."
"I understand, I'm sorry." Akashi did not flinch or avoid the eyes of his father, indicating that Akashi was never afraid of his father, it's just that he is aware of his position and role as an Akashi that makes him feel unworthy to go against his own father.
"It's good that if you realize it, you must keep in mind that you are my son. You should always remember your responsibilities as my son, never again do you embarrass me!" masaomi hatch.
"I understand" replied Akashi.
"Now tell me, what really happened yesterday?Who're they?" ask Masaomi. At least he is a father who wants to listen to his son, despite his hard character and rough play to teach Akashi a lesson.
"They are the ones who feel pain for my actions first," Akashi told reporters.
Masaomi raised one eyebrow in his eye, "What have you done, Seijuro?"
"I have humiliated his team during the Junior Basketball national selection championship, you must have known how Kiseki no Sedai behaved first."
"What do you want to do, Pa?" asked Akashi who hurriedly held back Masaomi's hand intending to call someone.
"Give him a lesson, after all, it would be fairer if they were also taught a lesson like you learned from me last night. So, don't block me!" masaomi.
"Don't overdo it, Pa! This is just a small matter, let me take care of this matter myself. Don't waste your time and energy on a lowly person like them" said Akashi, who took his hand off his father.
"This is my problem, please don't interfere. I beg you."
"Well, this time you'll solve it yourself. If only I could hear it in my ear again, I would have eliminated all the descendants of those who have made you humiliate our family."
"I understand" said Akashi, nodding slowly.
"Then go back to your room now! Don't forget to compress back the wound on your back, I hope tomorrow you can go back to school."
"Good, Pa." Akashi went straight from there, his steps a little irregular because of the pain in the legs and calves. And plus his back still feels pain when touched by the shirt he wears, it seems like the lash from Masaomi was too hard yesterday because of his emotions.
However, this did not make Akashi hate his father. For him, the life of a child born into a rich family like the Akashi family is a destiny that must be lived without a regret. In fact, the death of the mother is also not something that makes it protracted in sadness.
"Young master Akashi!" call one of the security guards at the mansion.
"What's wrong?" akashi asked as he clung to the wall of his house.
"There was a guest looking for you, but just now he had left and left a message for the young master."
"Do you know his name? What's the message then?" ask Akashi.
"If his name is Mayuzumi, he said that he made an appointment with the young master at this address. But I told him that the young master was busy at the moment, so -" had not yet had the security to finish his sentence, Akashi immediately cut off his words.
"It looks like I'll try to come, can I see the address?" tanya Akashi who directly grabbed the address paper from the hand of the security officer.
At first glance he immediately realized that the address given by Mayuzumi was the address of a campus, it seemed like it was the address of the Mayuzumi campus itself. And strangely enough, in what order a Mayuzumi wanted to meet Akashi on her own campus completely confused Akashi.
"Yes, then tell Kento-san to get the car ready!" akashi's orders were directly obeyed by the security guard man without much.
Akashi himself immediately returned to his room to get ready first, he also could not go out of the house with the current appearance. He will not let his appearance not reflect his identity as an heir to the Akashi family throne and the descendant of Japan's most respected richest man. Without him realizing that currently there is someone who is fighting for his sake. Someone who has felt guilty towards him, someone who has also made it a top priority for the person. And don't forget, also, someone who claimed to have regarded Akashi as his own sister and almost injured to threaten others to avenge all that happened to Akashi yesterday. And of course anyone will know that the person is Ushijima Wakatoshi himself.
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What do you think of this party? What do you think of Masaomi? And what do you think of Akashi Seijuro's life?