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“Yeah, speaking of – care to tell me why all you idiots are going to different schools? I leave Japan for fifteen months and you brats fall apart? Did you at least wait until my plane took off to bicker amongst each other like little kids?” Seirin watched as the taller student’s fingers went from softly slipping through Kuroko’s locks to gripping the phantom’s skull with strength enough to shake the smaller boy about by his head. “Wouldn’t you know? You would not have found me here unless you’ve met with them already.” Kuroko turned his unnervingly blank gaze onto his old acquaintance. “Bet the other brats loved that title, huh?” He held the title of strongest middle school power forward before Akashi took over and the team received the Generation of Miracles name.” Allow me to introduce Nijimura Shuzo, former captain of the Teiko basketball team. “Then again, you’d probably be more effective using a basketball as your weapon of choice in the apocalypse than anything else.” The calculating gray eyes turned and studied the defined arms and calloused hands of the diminutive boy.
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“How did I ever think the others were more basketball idiots than you? The world could be falling apart and you’d still be perfectly happy if you had a basketball in hand.” Several of the Seirin players gaped at the familiar greetings and the uncharacteristic willingness, or resignation, the phantom showed towards the unknown person’s action. “Guess a year and a half isn’t enough to get used to that. He reflexively reached a hand out to his side and, without looking, mussed up the hair of the shorter teen. Nijimura felt his heart constrict, but managed to keep from jumping. If he couldn’t see him amongst the other teens, then either these players were more impressive than he realized or… The practice slowed to a stop as the players turned to inspect the newcomer, some starting out a greeting, but the ex-Teiko student was already busy scanning the group for fluffy, light blue hair. Nijimura stepped into the Seirin gym, following directions Momoi left after the former captain had tried contacting some of his troublesome underclassmen.