Years later, Hisashi Mitsui would still often recall his seventeenth year old. It was as if there was a door in his mind. When he opened it, it was like all the bright sunshine in the world poured out at once, mixed with the sounds of laughter, slogans, random thoughts, sneakers scraping the floor, baskets vibrating, basketballs hitting the ground, body collisions, etc., A tsunami came. All the teenagers were smiling in the dazzling sunshine. The moment Mitsui opened the door, they all turned to the door like sunflowers:
"Good morning, Mitsui-senpai."
"Xiao San, you are late. Captain, you can take care of it."
"Troublesome guy, do you take me as the new captain seriously?"
"Big idiot."
"Mitsui-senpai, today Yasuda and I would like to ask you to teach us how to shoot."
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The seventeen-year-old basketball player Mitsui Hisashi ran into the chaotic team in Shobei at the speed of light while shouting and talking, slapping left and right, spitting, rambling, gesticulating, and he was so familiar that he seemed to have never left.
Never left...
Never left?
Several years later, Mitsui Hisashi often woke up from this dream. The quilt seemed to smell of the heat, noise and sweat on the court.
Sure enough, he murmured to himself and clenched the corner of the quilt at the same time. The bastard's youth is really unforgettable.
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