A full-time girlfriend-for-hire job suddenly turns into a reverse harem.
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International basketball prodigy and full-time girlfriend-for-hire Ymari Seinaru's life was going characteristically well until a series of unexpected encounters makes he...
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"it's unfortunate that we have to meet this way." kasai started. "but you screwed up so someone needs to straighten things out."
the nippon team was inside the sub-arena where nobody else was, except them. it was no longer being used because the semi finals were being held right now in the main gymnasium, and utsui had asked permission from the sub-arena attendee that they'd be using it a few minutes ago.
saito handed kasai the basketball that they borrowed from the sub-arena attendee earlier.
the magentanette wasted no time launching the ball towards hanuka in high speeds.
hanuka caught the ball in time, but she was launched back by the impact. she coughed, feeling the force of the ball hit her stomach despite the fact that she caught it.
"you lost." kasai glared at her as the pinkette bounced the ball back to her with her head lowered.
"you were all privileged enough to be brought here." she shot it at ichigo, who caught it in time but felt the harsh impact of the ball in her palms.
she bounced the ball back to kasai.
"but you failed to uplift japan's image." kasai sneered, launching the ball at takemichi, who failed to catch it, and instead got her finger mildly bent, but not sprained.
kasai glared at her, before the ball was bounced back by ryuguji, who was beside the blonde.
"all of you used to have some sort of skill." the magentanette tucked the ball underneath her right arm. "the hell happened?"
utsui sighed as she lied on the empty bleachers. this was going to take long.
"i watched the tapes." she looked at them.
"your defense and balance sucks so your footwork and rebounds need improvement." she pointed at ichigo.
"your temper, fucking control it." she frowned at hanuka.
"you." she pointed at takemichi. "quit with the unnecessary hand movements when you're screening."
"your man-to-man is bullshit." she looked over at ryuguji. "fix it or i'll kill you."
"yes sir."
"violet girl." she called out to jordan. "great teamwork, but your aim is shitty. that three-pointer was yours, you fucked it up."
"o-oh, sorry."
"emo, your lay-up was nice, but your defense is bullshit. stand your ground and don't let opponents easily pass you like you're damn twig." she glanced at nozomi.
"hai."
"you three.." she glanced at chiyo, tomiko, and inosuke. "did you ever play at all?"
