Chapter 6: Kuroko's Basketball Six

  It's said that Haruta has already gotten used to going to the basketball club every afternoon, although those few miracle days were a bit of an exception. Among the five people, aside from the relatively cute Kōshi and Aoi, there was also the small Tsuru who had given him a lollipop and formed a foodie alliance with Haruta. As for Akashi-kun, he would avoid him if possible, not to mention running away at the sight of him - that's definitely a retreat. And as for why he avoids getting close to Midoriya-kun... oh, it's not because Haruta has any particular impression of him, but rather because he can't guarantee that being too close won't trigger another one of those dog-blood-inducing random quests that would leave him internally injured.

  So, on that day, when Horiguchi was happily holding a cup of vanilla milkshake and Xiao Hei was enjoying their loving relationship, the sudden appearance of Midori-kun led to his inevitable choking result.

  "Cough...cough..." Green Jianjun, I didn't invite you nor provoke you, why are you looking for me?

  The expressionless face of Midori suddenly softened, not making Hara feel honored at all, but rather making him even more certain that this person must have had no good intentions, danger level S.

  He cautiously raised his head to look at the green space, and while Yuanda was on guard, a large piece of thick resentment appeared behind him - one or two were as tall as this, and his neck was sore from constantly looking up.

  Kuroko seemed completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere between the two, and politely nodded at Midorima, "Good morning, Midorima-kun."

  "Good morning, Kuroko."

  Haruta Koten. What is this strange yet friendly conversation between you two.

  But Kuroko's next words moved Akashi to tears.

  "Mr. Midori, what brings you to see Harada so early?"

  Midori no longer raised his hand and adjusted his glasses, saying, "Yuan Tian is my lucky charm today."

  Harada: “......”

  Heizi: "Ah, I see."

  Harada: “......”

  "Alright, I'll borrow it from you today, Harada. I'll return it tomorrow, so Kuroko can rest assured."

  Kuroko: "Ah, okay, I'll go ahead then. Good luck to you too, Midorima-kun."

  Harada: What are you two talking about? Am I invisible or something?

  Thanks to Kuroko, our Origami-kun has thoroughly experienced the taste of despair.

  Looking at Midoriya Koro, who was standing still with a blank expression in front of him, Hidarata made an effort to lift the stiff corners of his mouth. "Aren't you going to class, Midoriya? You're going to be late."

  "Ah, let's go now."

  But before Harada could catch his breath, Midori grabbed his wrist. "......Is there anything else?"

  Green's words of course, "In class I am an ant."

  "Harada said immediately, 'I also have class, if I don't go now I'll be late.'"

  Lu Jing narrowed his eyes and increased the force on his hand. "You are my lucky charm today, so you have to stay with me every minute until tomorrow morning when I get a new lucky charm."

  Until tomorrow morning? "What about tonight then?"

  "Live in my house."

  "......" Harada did not want to make any comment on this matter.

  Just as he was thinking of a reason to refuse, a mechanical voice rose up, making him feel both helpless and a sense of "as expected".

  "Player triggers random quests, fulfilling any of Midoriya Izuku's requests today. Quest completion allows for self-selection of the next world, quest failure erases Kuroko Tetsuya."

  Harada's eyes widened, "You're going to kill Tetsuya?"

  Midori looked at Haruta, who no longer opposed him, and without saying a word, turned around and walked towards the classroom. Haruta silently followed behind him, thinking that his brain probably needed some lubricant.

  Class C's classmates looked at Haruta in surprise as he walked in behind Midori, huh? Why are the two of them together?

  Akatsuki, who was reading a book, looked up and glanced at the two of them with a slightly subtle gaze.

  Midori dragged Haruta to his seat without him noticing. Looking at Midori, Haruta asked, "Midori-kun, where am I sitting?"

  Lu sat down without hesitation, pointing to the seat next to him and said, "No one is sitting here now, so sit here." Lü nodded, put his backpack on the table, and took out his textbook to prepare for class. Although in fact he was just spacing out or daydreaming.

  Harada didn't even need to look up to know that this class was definitely thinking of something unreliable again. It's been said before, that wasn't a provocation by Akatsuki, if they don't believe it, there's nothing that can be done about it. Anyway, Akatsuki doesn't think so, so it doesn't matter. Actually, he really thinks that Akatsuki should clarify things, or else others will take him for Schwarzenegger.

  But Akatsuki suddenly spoke in a calm tone. "Shintarou, what does your horoscope say is your lucky item?"

  Harada snapped out of his rant and was also curious about the answer, looking at Midori-kun.

  Lu Jian habitually raised his hand to adjust his glasses and said indifferently, "It's white, possibly red as well. There are patterns on the surface and brown hair at one end."

  Everyone listened for half a day and didn't think it was the original field, so they pushed out one who wasn't afraid of death to come forward and humbly ask for guidance.

  "Why is it Hayata-kun?"

  Lu Jing gave him a look full of disdain, but still replied.

  Pointing at Yuan's pale skin - "So white."

  Then there's Harada's striped jacket he wore today - "The surface has a texture."

  Yamada's hair color is "can be considered brown."

  Then Harada's face turned red because of his words ——— "Ah, it's red."

  Everyone: "......"

  Harada: “......”

  Akakiri is indeed very good and powerful, still with a calm expression, with the corners of his mouth raised at a 45-degree angle.

  Smile. The determined way, "This is a radish."