Kill Them All? (2)

Itakura Daijiro's smile froze. Facing Itakura Daijiro, who had closed in on him, Yueye Hongming showed no panic at all. He clutched the ball tightly with both hands, quickly stepped back, and let his body retreat with the motion. With a clean, sharp step-back, he instantly widened the distance between himself and Itakura Daijiro, landing beyond the three-point line.

Itakura Daijiro, who had been wearing a smug grin, saw this and his expression changed dramatically. His heart skipped a beat as he cursed inwardly. He had only been focused on getting in front of Yueye Hongming as quickly as possible, forgetting that his opponent excelled at three-pointers.

By then, the distance between him and Yueye Hongming had widened to more than three body lengths. It was already too late for him to step up and contest the shot.

Damn it!

Itakura Daijiro was both anxious and furious. He hurriedly charged forward, trying to stop Yueye Hongming before he could shoot, but he was ultimately a beat too slow. The instant Yueye Hongming retreated beyond the three-point line, he had already pushed off the floor, leapt up, and released the ball.

Itakura Daijiro could only watch helplessly as the basketball brushed past his fingertips and flew toward Toyotama High's basket.

The ball traced a perfect arc through the air before dropping precisely into the hoop.

The crisp sound of a clean swish rang out again as the ball fell through the basket without touching the rim.

Ryonan, 10—0 Toyotama High!

Seeing the ball go in, Itakura Daijiro turned back and glared viciously at Yueye Hongming.

"You bastard!"

Watching Itakura Daijiro's embarrassed fury, the frustration Yueye Hongming had been holding in seemed to dissipate by more than half.

He felt utterly refreshed. Completely ignoring the other man's nearly murderous glare, he raised