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Tetsuyu scribbled quickly onto her clipboard, noticing from the corner of her left eye, her brother was interested and was watching her from the side. Even though, she was aware of his act, Tetsuyu decided to leave him be and proceeded to ignore him instead, as she had finally found some worthy information on her chosen players.
The reason why she did not did the same thing for the first three quarters was because she knew that her charges were not playing at their full potential. However, after the cold water bucket that Tetsuyu had apparently dumped and splashed on them during the time out, had definitely awoken them.
The GOM was currently playing with their joyful spirit unlike how they were before. Nebuya had panicked as Aomine caught the ball again and did a bunch of unnecessary fakes until it was impossible to tell discern when he would strike.
Mibuchi who was sticking to Midorima like a leech, had lost strength in his legs, after having to perform numerous strenuous jumps to end up with just merely grazing the ball so that its direction would deviate from its original course, preventing a three point gain.
Currently, the gap difference had shrunken. The GOM was still trailing behind their opponents but with a minute difference of five points. Shuzo, who was tired from pestering and whining to her sister about revealing her 'tricks', was shocked at the sudden turn of events. Kiyoshi stood frozen to his spot, as he observed Murasakibara showcasing his humanly impossible reactive movements. Murasakibara quickly caught the ball before his overly cheerful senior used his height as an advantage to make the GOM keep farther away from their goal of overtaking.
With immense ferocity, Murasakibara slammed the orange round thing into the net and landed perfectly on his two feet. The metal ring bobbed up and down, an indication or evidence, showing how strong the dunk was. Color drained from Hanamiya's face as he was rooted to his spot with Akashi. The latter not giving an inch of space to move even half of a step. His eyebrows furrowed in anger as he tried countless of time, trying to break free from his mark. It later proved to be useless.
Hayama bubbled in excitement as he noticed that Kise could hardly catch up with him as he dribbled with his exceptionally fast but flashy moves. Imagine his horror as he witnessed Kise copying his moves. If it was just a simple imitation he would not have landed a great shock. However, what Kise was depicting was nearly or maybe exactly the same as the original.
Midorima switched with Kise, screening Hayama along the way, as Kise bounced the ball gearing towards the three-pointer line. Nebuya, having enough of having the pesky freshman overwhelming them, speedily guarded Kise. With a sly and cunning smirk Kise passed the ball to Aomine who was completely bare because of him. A smile decorated his equally tanned lips as he jumped with all his might and slammed the ball forcefully into the hoop.
The GOM cheered as they were only a basket away from their competitors after returning and playing into just two minutes after their break. Flustered, Shuzo wisely called for a pause as he had saw the lifeless faces of the uncrowned kings. It was unbecoming of them, Shuzo had thought as he did a small jog to the station.
The once powerful uncrowned kings were now reduced to a state that they resembled just like a bunch of plebeians. They, who once held their heads high were now solemnly reflecting on their horrendous match. Towels hang over them, the atmosphere became darker. Shuzo sighed. He had not expected to have the tables turned on them so quickly.
Oppositely, the GOM was in a slightly merry mood and had lighter feelings. There were not about to have a celebration right now. There were no fools. Anything could happen in the few remaining time they owned. In other words, in their minds, this was where the real match was about to begin. There were only a few minutes left, with the leading team topping the other with a meager three points.
Owning the ball, Akashi with his judgmental nature, calculatingly tossed the ball to Aomine who had expertly caught it with his callous hands. Aomine then made a strong tap pass to Midorima, who held the object securely in his hands after grasping it. Flying like a bird Midorima was about to let the ball go when suddenly, Mibuchi caught up. Midorima had missed but not before Mibuchi who was in his daze, had accidentally smashed against Midorima drawing up a foul. The umpire whistled as he barked, "Defense pushing, white number 7."
The uncrowned kings who was wearing white bibs, groaned in frustration.
"Three free-throws." Sanada glared pointedly at the scoreboard. "If that boy, makes all of his shots, they will be tied!" Shirogane's eyes widened a fraction. Unaware by the people around her, Tetsuyu had glowed. She felt a little bit proud on agreeing to the brilliant idea to pit her team against the rumored and undefeated 'Uncrowned Kings'. She herself, could tell from a glance that they were no ordinary players, thus Shuzo's decision to use them as a stepping stone to improve the growth of her own members.
Tetsuyu had actually detested the idea of having using someone for their own personal gains. Without Shuzo egging her almost every day reasoning that if the uncrowned kings lose, they could learn from that particular lost and move on to be a better person and player alike, Tetsuyu finally relented.
The court was overcame with pricking silence as all sights were in the shooting guard of the GOM. Midorima took his position as he was handed the familiar orange ball by the referee who had his whistle stuck in his mouth.
He held the ball in his two hands as he crouched, accumulating strength in his leg muscles and performing a jump which resulted in him gaining a point. This continued for another two times as he had managed to snag a total of three free throws.
Midorima, living up to his name, made flawless throws, the ball not even near nor touch the rim. The ball entered the hoop right in the center and as the net swooshed on top of them, the new students, particularly the first years created a havoc as they shouted for their cohort's charming and magnificent performance.
The timer showed that there was about a minute left with the scores stuck at an equilibrium. The audiences spectated the scene. They held their breaths as neither of the teams could score against each other as their defenses were too tight.
However it ended abruptly. When the uncrowned kings was in the middle of circulating their passes, finding an opportunity and the best time to strike, the GOM believing the proverb which says 'strike while the iron is hot' , had attacked. Akashi quickly descended and succeeded at doing a steal which was passed to Murasakibara.
Expecting this kind of situation, the purple head dribbled at an average speed as he had known by heart that they must trek slowly and cautiously. Aomine who was open because he had shaken free off Nebuya's defense all thanks to a certain Kise.
Kise had somehow distracted the aforementioned person and was now bagging and hindering two uncrowned kings, Hayama and Nebuya. There were twenty five seconds remaining as Aomine charged towards his pole after getting the ball from had made a hand signal showing he was open. Although Murasakibara's eyes were quite small to begin with, he could still see clearly.
Kiyoshi came up in an attempt to hinder the dark skinned student but the very said student had performed a double clutch, dunking in a buzzer beater
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