Kobe the Angler

"Kobe! THIS IS FOR YOU!" Stephen Curry held the championship trophy high.

In his imagination, he had become the future MVP, NBA champion, and FMVP!

His fingers were covered in rings, while fans crazily chanted his name and nickname.

"Dunk King! Dunk King! Dunk King!"

"MVP! MVP! MVP!"

"Ahem, Stephen, put the trophy down already. Brother Kobe's coming!" EJ, who was keeping watch by the door, snapped little Curry out of his daydream.

"Tch. What's wrong with touching it? It's not like it'll get me pregnant." Little Curry reluctantly set the trophy down.

That dream just now had been wonderful!

One day, I, Stephen Curry, will make this world remember my name!

"Kobe, you've done a pretty nice job with this place." Magic Johnson and Kobe chatted as they entered Kobe's trophy room, catching the three little troublemakers red-handed.

"Actually, I rarely stay here. I prefer the player apartments next to the team's training facility." Kobe smiled.

With Mamba Academy over, Kobe finally had a relatively long break. After going through half a season and the high-intensity matchups at Mamba Academy, Kobe planned to give his body a three-day mini-vacation.

And spend some time alone with Vanessa while he was at it.

Today was the day Magic Johnson and Dell Curry brought the kids to visit Kobe.

"Kobe, sorry for causing you trouble." Watching Stephen cling reluctantly to each trophy like a brat wrecking collectible figurines, Dell Curry couldn't help stepping forward and giving him a knock on the head.

"Damn it, Dad! You won those championship trophies by riding coattails and won't let me touch them! What's wrong with touching Kobe's trophies!?" Little Curry flew into a rage.

"When you win your own trophies, you can touch them however you want!" Dell Curry had a headache too. This little