A Love-Comedy Comes Along with Sex! ~ It Seems the Human Race Will Perish Unless I, Who has Zero Dating Experience, Use my Cheat Penis to Create a Harem and Ensure the Proliferation of Our Descendants ~ - Chapter 74: Nagayama Karen, a Woman

Chapter 74: Nagayama Karen, a Woman

“Here’s to a good match!!!”

Loud voices echo through the hot gymnasium.

Finally, the day of the practice match with Izumi High School has arrived. We (except for me) have endured tough training for this day. Everyone is full of spirit.

In this match, for the first time, I’m starting from the bench, not from the starting lineup. There’s a lot of pressure, but I have to be motivated for the sake of the coach who chose me as a starter and the members who couldn’t make the starting lineup.

Kensuke, the captain, comes up to me and slaps my butt hard.

“Hey, Hiro. Go for it as usual.”

“I know. Don’t expect too much, though?”

This match is not just a regular practice match; it’s a rivalry school match. There are more spectators than usual, and the cheers from the bench are also more intense.

The players of Izumi High School are familiar faces. There are even famous players who have been selected for the prefectural selection. I think the captain’s name was…

“Takeru! Do your best!”

“Yeah! Leave it to me!”

A cute cheer, which doesn’t fit the atmosphere of the place, comes from the bench. The person who reacts to that voice is the tall and handsome man in front of me. His name seems to be Takeru.

That’s right. I remembered. Kanazawa Takeru. This guy is the famous player who was selected for the prefectural selection. He’s tall, reaching almost 190 cm. He’s well-built and doesn’t seem to lose in a collision. His position is forward, just like me, and he’s also a shooter. It’s terrifying to think that someone as tall as him is shooting from the three-point line instead of going under the basket. Who can block his shots? And his shooting percentage also seems to be quite high. As a shooter, I feel like I’m losing in every aspect to him.

“As usual!”

“Yeah! I understand!”

The girl on the bench who has been talking to Kanazawa Takeru is also intriguing. She has red hair in twin tails, and her face looks strong-willed, but she doesn’t look like a gyaru; rather, she has a cute, childlike face.

This beautiful girl, who is the only girl, is probably the manager. She seems quite close to Kanazawa Takeru, but I’ll leave that alone for now.

The match is about to start.

The referee’s hands release the jump ball. The tallest players from both teams jump vertically towards the ball.

“Ushi! Nice!”

The ball is ours. It goes to Kensuke.

I run into the space to receive the ball, of course, with my marker following me. The opponent is the captain, Kanazawa.

“Hiro!”

A bounce pass comes from Kensuke. I suppress Kanazawa with my back and somehow manage to receive the pass. Kanazawa is putting pressure on my axis foot to prevent me from facing forward.

But for some reason, I’m not panicking at all. Rather, I’m surprisingly calm.

I’ve been feeling that my recent performance is good, and I don’t know if it’s because of Adam or something else, but since I awakened Adam, I’ve been able to play much more easily.

My field of vision is wide. I can see all the players’ movements as if I’m looking down on the entire court from above.

I can also see the movements of the opposing players well. I can tell how they will move, where they will move, and how I can make it difficult for them. I can also tell how I can make it easier for my teammates.

After receiving the pass, I turn around and shoot immediately. It’s a quick shot with almost no preparatory motion.

The degree, the timing, the grip of the fingers. I don’t have to be conscious of it; I can do it. And I have no doubts.

“Huh, really?”

Kanazawa, who was marking me, stretches his hand in a panic, but it’s too late.

The ball I released draws a beautiful arc and is sucked into the goal.

“Nice shoot!”

The first score of the match is my three-point shot. The surprise attack at the beginning of the match was successful.

“That’s it! Hiro! Be aggressive!”

“Yes, sir~”

Next is defense. Of course, my opponent is Kanazawa. To be honest, I don’t want to mark him. He’s tall, and he’s good at shooting and dribbling, so there’s no way I can stop him.

“I’ll get you back.”

Kanazawa tries to shoot quickly from the three-point line, just like me.

However, I can see all his movements. It’s slow. Too slow, I think. He doesn’t use any feints, and his shot is too obvious. I can easily cut it.

As soon as Kanazawa raises the ball, I cut it at the same time.

“Huh?”

“Yoshi!”

Then, I start dribbling towards the opponent’s goal. It’s a fast break.

“Damn! Wait!”

Kanazawa chases me from behind, but the distance between us doesn’t shrink at all. He can’t even catch up with my slow dribble. I continue dribbling at the same speed and go all the way to the low post. I finish with a layup.

“Nice shoot!”

Probably from that moment on.

Kanazawa Takeru, the other players, and the opponent’s bench.

I felt like everyone’s eyes on me changed in an instant.

“Haa. I don’t want to be noticed so much…”

I sigh and return to defense.

* * * * *

The match ends, and the result is 88-65. Our school wins. Rather, it’s a landslide victory. In the first half, we ran away with a score of around 40-15, and in the second half, we had enough leeway to let Kensuke and the other starters rest on the bench. I was on the court the whole time, marking Kanazawa, so I couldn’t relax at all.

“You’re messed up.”

“Huh, what do you mean?”

Kensuke puts his arm around my shoulder and pokes me.

“You were beating up that prefectural selection guy, weren’t you?”

“Hmm, that guy. Well, I think he wasn’t in good shape. He was slow, and his shooting percentage wasn’t that good either.”

That’s my honest opinion. He’s just big, and I didn’t feel that threatened. His shooting percentage wasn’t that good either. He must have been out of shape.

“No, no! You’re amazing!”

“Thanks to you, Hiro, we won!”

However, my teammates praised me a lot. The coach was also in a good mood and praised me. But I don’t feel like I did that much.

Well, anyway, it’s good that we won.

“Haa… I’m tired.”

After the match, we start cleaning up. While organizing the equipment in the locker room, I feel someone coming from the back door.

“Hey, hey, is the scoreboard okay here?”

I call out to the person behind me.

Then, I hear an unexpected voice.

“I don’t know.”

“Uwaa!”

There was the manager of the opponent’s basketball team. She comes up to me, shaking her golden twin tails to the left and right.

“You! You’re disgusting!”

That was her first word. She curses me with her face turning red and her eyes filled with tears.

“Huh?”

She speaks quickly, like a kindergarten child throwing a tantrum.

“You! You! You’re definitely weird! Takeru is better, and how can you, who’s not that good, make more shots than Takeru? And your defense reaction speed is weird, and you have no gaps at all. When he try to dribble past you, your hand comes out, and you come into the range when he shoots, which is just weird, right? Can you read minds? And apologize! Apologize for hurting Takeru’s heart with a prostration!”

I couldn’t understand most of what she said, but it seems she came to complain to me. She looks incredibly frustrated. Was losing that bad for her?

Well, it’s just the howling of a loser. I don’t have to pay attention to her. Okay, let’s go home.

“Okay. See you later.”

However, she grabs my arm.

“Wait a minute. Where are you going?”

“To the bathroom.”

“Don’t lie.”

“I’m telling the truth.”

“Then pee here.”

“Eee…”

I look into her eyes. She’s really a troublesome woman. She should just admit her defeat honestly.

Her golden eyes are moist, and her eyes are swollen. It seems she’s very upset about losing even in a practice match. Her doll-like round eyes are staring at me like I’m her arch-enemy.

“Umm, what do you want?”

“Not you. Nagayama Karen. Second-year basketball team manager of Izumi High School. Nice to meet you.”

“I don’t want to meet you, though.”

“Shut up, you’re Nanase Hiro, right?”

“How do you know that? It’s scary.”

“As a manager, I know about the opposing team’s players.”

She’s about 160 cm tall. The slightly short-statured girl stabs her finger into my chest.

“I’ll find out your secret! Tell me how you improved so much! Come on, spill!”

At that moment, I thought.

Oh, I’ve been caught by a troublesome woman.

In the locker room, I sigh deeply.