Inside the gymnasium, the atmosphere was lively as the seats filled up with a crowd eagerly anticipating the game between the recently emerged dark horse, Totsuki Academy, and the tournament's favorite pick, Too Academy.
"Whoa! They're making their way in!"
"Look! That's Aomine!"
"Damn, he showed up right away? Let's go!"
The crowd immediately heated up, their cheers filling the stadium.
All attention was focused on Aomine, who was rarely present for the pre-match ceremony.
However...
"Shit! That's the guy!"
"The guy who copied Aomine's movements?!"
"Yes!"
Some people also turned toward Totsuki as they made their way in, immediately noticing Tsuna, who had impressed them the most yesterday.
Both teams slowly filled the court, making the crowd even crazier as they proceeded to complete the pregame ceremony before being told to prepare themselves for the game, with fifteen minutes allotted for warm-up.
"Oh? Look at them..."
Sakamoto spoke, and everyone from Totsuki turned to look at Too Academy, who was also sizing them up as tension was clearly visible between the two teams.
"Right, look at them..."
"...Yeah," Sato and Aoki nodded in agreement, all eyes turning to Momoi, prompting Sakamoto to slap them on the head.
"Ouch! Senpai, what the hell?"
Rubbing the back of their heads in pain, they rolled their eyes at Sakamoto, who grimaced as he reprimanded them, "I know they're quite the sight, but you can't just stare like fools..."
"..."
This made Sato and Aoki nervously whistle and look away.
"Oh! That's Too's manager!"
"Wait... Who's that red-haired beauty on Totsuki!?"
"Shit! Now there are four big reasons to watch the game intently!"
The crowd's murmurs caused Sakamoto to grimace even more as he sighed, then turned to Tsuna, saying, "I hope it's just them being foolish. Tsuna, you're our best player. You can't be—huh?"
"..."
Tsuna also averted his gaze, causing Sakamoto's eyes to lose focus as he muttered, "...We're going to lose this game."
However...
...contrary to Sakamoto's thoughts, Tsuna was staring intently at one of the middle-aged women, whose beauty shone so bright he couldn't look away as he muttered, "...She's definitely a top-notch mother I'd like to fry rice for."
Meanwhile, on Too's side...
"Captain, don't you think they look a bit weird?"
Wakamatsu scratched his head as he spoke, while Imayoshi furrowed his eyebrows, squinting at them.
These players from Totsuki definitely looked a bit unusual.
He noticed they had ragged breaths, as if their throats were burning, with their eyes slightly welled up in tears and completely reddened. He muttered, "...It must be just our imagination..."
"Though..."
Imayoshi turned his attention to Tsuna, who seemed to have his eyes focused on the crowd for some reason as he frowned deeper, "...that guy looks normal..."
"...Yeah, is the data wrong?"
Their Small Forward, Susa, chimed in as Imayoshi shook his head, "It's impossible, Momoi-san is sharp..."
A while back, they had received data regarding Totsuki players from Momoi. Most of their stats were not concerning, but there was an exception, and that was their number 7, Tsunayoshi Ito!
"His stats are definitely extraordinary..."
Imayoshi spoke as he recalled someone similar at Yosei High with such ridiculous stats. He highly doubted Momoi would make a mistake since she never made one as he added, "Let's just get over it, we're not here to doubt ourselves..."
"We're here to win!"
Everyone nodded at those words.
However, Momoi was looking at Tsuna with a complicated expression.
She glanced at her team, who didn't doubt her data at all, as she tightly clenched her fist.
"...I'm sorry, everyone."
Sometimes, ignorance was bliss.
Momoi had tried her best to gather every detail about Tsuna, but she couldn't even scratch the surface of whatever he had in his body.
He was a force of nature, that's how she considered him.
"In reality, I could barely gather enough data about his physical strength..." she muttered to herself. Looking at the excited Aomine, Momoi felt worried as she clasped her hands together in a praying motion.
After fifteen minutes of warm-up, both teams positioned themselves on the court as the referee signaled for them to get ready.
"Yo, what's your name?"
Aomine greeted Tsuna, his excitement was evident in his voice.
"Tsunayoshi Ito, how about you?"
"Huh? You don't know me?"
"I do know your name from my captain, but isn't it basic to introduce yourself too?"
Tsuna responded curtly, his memory of Aomine was quite fuzzy since it was a long time ago that he watched Kuroko no Basket in his previous life.
It was thanks to Sakamoto's information that he even recalled the name of the player they were facing off against.
"...?"
Aomine blinked in surprise, his fame making him assume everyone knew him.
Tsuna's explanation seemed to genuinely surprise him, and he burst into hearty laughter, "Haha, this is even better. Someone who doesn't know me wouldn't be afraid of me, right?"
He regarded Tsuna favorably, grinning, "Make sure to perform well and entertain me, Ito..."
"Huh?" Tsuna frowned at Aomine's words, muttering, "Entertain you?"
"Whoa! Let's go!"
"It's starting!"
Their conversation was cut short by the sudden roar of the crowd as the ball was tossed high into the air.
"I got this, haha!"
Wakamatsu leaped to grab it, a smirk forming on his lips as his hand closed in on the ball.
"Huh?"
But Sakamoto was faster, shouting, "Don't underestimate me, you bastard!"
Fueled by the adrenaline rush from Tsuna's snack, Sakamoto's reaction was uncharacteristically aggressive as he snatched the ball from the air.
"Motherfucker!"
Wakamatsu cursed back as they landed on the ground.
Meanwhile, Sakamoto immediately passed it to Tsuna, shouting, "Ito bastard, my tongue is burning!"
"...I thought you were still quite reserved a while ago. What the happened now, huh?"
Tsuna shook his head as he grabbed the ball.
Aomine grinned as he immediately rushed at him, giving him heavy pressure right off the bat.
However, this amused Tsuna, "Entertain you, huh?"
"...!"
Aomine's eyes widened, feeling as if he was looking in a mirror. Tsuna suddenly used his signature moved and changed his pace instantly breaking past Aomine's defense with a speed matching his own.
A crazed grin formed on Aomine's face as he laughed, "Hahaha, this is it! Yes!"
He turned and charged after Tsuna, who crashed into Too Academy's defensive formation.
"...!"
Imayoshi felt his hair stand on end as he sensed it through his skin.
It was the pressure of facing a monster, "Exactly like Aomine's!"
He gestured for everyone to stop Tsuna with all they had, and they moved in sync.
"Oh? Their pressure is no joke..."
Tsuna muttered, feeling the pressure stronger than against Seirin. Yet, he knew it meant nothing, "Because I can just break right through it!"
Using Aomine's movements, Tsuna casually broke through their formation. Wakamatsu gasped in shock, "Son of a bitch! He's moving exactly like Aomine!"
"Hahaha!"
Aomine's laughter echoed through the court as his figure closed in sharply. Tsuna made his way toward the basket, about to jump.
"Not so fast!"
Aomine shouted, quickening his pace and jumping up to block Tsuna.
"...!"
However...
To his surprise, Tsuna didn't jump!
The guy stood frozen on the ground as their gazes met. Aomine's excited expression slowly morphed as he felt his veins bulge out of his temple seeing what Tsuna did next.
"You..."
Tsuna pointed at him with his middle finger as he scoffed, "Entertain you my ass, I'm not that bored, you fool!"
"...Motherfucker!"
Aomine's figure went past him as Tsuna casually jumped right after, and the crowd went crazy.
"Whoaa!"
"Aomine's getting fooled!"
The atmosphere soared even livelier with the first score as their excited cheers boomed through the gymnasium.
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Thinking of making JJK FF where the MC has the domain expansion that was a bit too OP that goes like, "Domain Expansion: English or Spanish!!"
Wdyt?
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