When Yusuke Kato, wearing a red jersey, walked onto the center of the court, the audience immediately started talking after noticing this.

"Eh?? That's not Iwanami??"

"Ah, it's Iwanami."

"What is he doing?"

"By the way, why does he appear in Class 1's team??"

"have no idea……"

In the corner, Masaka Yuko was also surprised and said: "Iwanami-san is also a player in the competition? But is he wearing the wrong jersey...?"

"I don't know..." Sayu shook his head slightly, his face also showing confusion.

On the coaching bench, the pot-bellied teacher Shibata raised his eyebrows slightly and looked towards the team of Class 1.

He saw Teacher Misaki folding her arms and looking at the field expressionlessly, looking very indifferent.

So that’s it, are you planning to give up?

Thinking of this, Mr. Shibata smiled a little, but he immediately covered it up and became serious again.

After all, that kid Iwanami told him personally that he couldn't play basketball, so other than giving up the game, he really couldn't think of a reason why Misaki-sensei would replace him on the court.

You must know that this is not the early stage. Even if it is to let the main players rest, it should not be at this time... Although he does not think that the main players of Class 1 will be any threat.

Just the thought of being able to overpower the other person still made him feel a burst of joy.

Although there is no comparison between the men's and women's basketball teams, as the coach of the basketball department, the results of the women's basketball team led by the other team in the county competition still made him feel a sense of crisis.

Even if they ended up in the top four in the county, they just lost to the top school in the county last year.

However, to be able to lead an unknown team to that point is already an incredible thing.

Because of this incident, Mr. Misaki's coaching ability has been perfectly proved, and some people even vaguely discussed that if he were to coach the men's basketball team, the effect should not be too bad.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Although they were just unintentional remarks from students, Shibata, who was quite aware of danger in times of peace, still felt that he needed to show off, otherwise what would he do if one day these words reached the principal's ears?

Once a person gets older, there are only so many things he pursues.

Therefore, although Mr. Shibata doesn't show it on the outside, he actually values ​​this class competition very much in his heart.

Fortunately, it seems that there should be no surprises now...

With Saito's weapon in hand, he is invincible.

The rest is just a matter of level A...

After thinking about it like this, the way he looked at Yusuke became much more pleasing to the eye.

Just use your true strength, Iwanami! Please comfort the old man’s heart!

The substitute members of Class 3 who had just been replaced were surprised to see that for some reason, every wrinkle on their homeroom teacher's face seemed to be filled with a smile.

But when they thought about the upcoming victory, they looked at each other and smiled relaxedly.

Although he is not as good as the amazing Saito and the slightly inferior Taniguchi, after such a competition, his popularity among girls should also increase a lot...

Unknowingly, a peaceful atmosphere quietly enveloped the team of Class 3.

Kato Yusuke knew nothing about everything that happened here.

Seeing him taking his place, the students in Class 3 were obviously a little surprised, but they didn't say anything.

Among them, Taniguchi winked at him frivolously and said hello with "yo".

As for Saito, he nodded to him with a rather indifferent expression.

Once in place, the game resumed quickly.

Because there was a fight for the ball before, the referee decided to jump the ball again.

Two tall centers stood together in the center circle.

The basketball was thrown high into the air by the physical education teacher.

The moment the ball drops.

Chi, chi!

The centers of both sides jumped up together.

boom.

The moved basketball bounced towards the red side and happened to fall into the hands of Kato Yusuke who was in the same direction.

"Here, pass the ball!"

Teammates running towards the opponent's penalty area shouted loudly.

Some people began to defend, while others rushed towards Yusuke, trying to steal it.

Everyone on the field started to move, except him...

Kato Yusuke was noncommittal about this, staring straight at the basket and jumping up on the spot.

--call out.

The basketball left his hand and flew towards the direction he was looking at.

"Directly at the center line!?" The teammate who ran into the penalty area suddenly stopped.

"That idiot! You can do such nonsense...!" Teacher Misaki frowned when she saw his behavior and stared angrily.

Teacher Shibata smiled broadly and secretly praised him in his heart.

Whether it's teammates or opponents, everyone is watching this scene.

Different from the anger among teammates, the opponents watched the trajectory of the basketball with amusement and mockery on their faces.

Bang.

The basketball that drew an arc in the air hit the backboard, rebounded downwards, spun a small half circle on the rim, and then...

Swish.

The crisp sound of connecting to the network rang out.

"——!"

The venue suddenly became quiet.

Boom.

The basketball that fell down was held in the hands of the black player under the basket, and stood there in a daze.

The mocking expression stopped on his face.

Teacher Shibata's smile turned blank.

Misaki-sensei blinked her eyes several times very quickly.

In unison, everyone looked towards that figure.

I saw the young man with a handsome face staring at his palm, and clasping his fingers inwards as if searching for the feel, thoughtfully.

"What, what just...?"

"Luck...?"

There were whispers in the stands.

"You actually got in... Sayu-chan." Yuko Masaka covered her mouth in surprise.

"Well...I saw it." Sayu nodded slightly.

On the court.

"Cheer up, everyone! This is our advantage now."

Saito's voice echoed on the court, waking up his teammates who were still in a daze under the basket.

"Oh, oh! Sorry!"

After being reminded by him, the man quickly passed the ball over without realizing it.

"The opponent was lucky to score the ball just now, don't be affected by it." Saito shouted after receiving the ball and dribbled towards the opposite side quickly.

The calm voice was like a reassurance, quickly calming down his teammates.

"Don't let him pass!"

"learn--!"

The red team teammates who reacted immediately stepped forward and blocked the situation from multiple sides.

Saito was unmoved by this and used feints to stun his opponent while looking for opportunities.

During this period, even if the opponent tried to snatch it, he was able to dodge it deftly. The ball seemed to be firmly stuck to his hand, leaving no chance for anyone.

However, after the previous baptism, the players on the red side no longer took any wide-open and wide-open movements to avoid exposing flaws, but only cautiously blocked all his attack routes.
To be continued...