The Strategist Empress (Aomine X Reader)

Seventh Quarter

Author's Note!

I am really sorry for the Cliffhanger on the last chapter. I realized that I should put more chapters into my story so expect more cliffy and probably lots of other stuffs that I had in mind. Also, I decided to make the chapters just in the right (probably not so much) amount of words and pages since I don't want you guys to get an eye strain from reading too much off your laptops, tabs or phones. Too much UV or Radioactive (say what? Haha) light can hurt your eyes. ^_^ Thank you for giving this story a chance. 

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Now, ONNNNN TO THE STORYYYY~

This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, events portrayed in this story is used fictitiously or products of the author's imaginations.

The Strategist Empress. Copyright © 2016 by Cordelia Michaelis. All rights reserved.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Kuroko No Basket. I only own the Plot and the OC.

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Chapter 7

I looked at Kagami and noticed a decline in his energy, I bit my lip knowing this had passed my expectations. Never thought I'd see the day that my data didn't go according to my plans. I thought to myself and instinctively went to strategist mode. While at the other court, Shutoku's game was one sided for most of the match and Midorima shot another three-pointer. His shot takes long to shoot until it went in the basket.

"That's three in a row!" "So this is Midorima Shintaro of the Generation of Miracles!" Midorima pushes his glasses before turning to Otsubo. "Captain." The said person looked at the ace. "What? You're finished?"

"Yes. I have a feel for it." Midorima replied. Walking away from the court to be substituted by another member. "They are benching him after only five minutes? Those guys seem to be taking it easy." Kise observed and Kasamatsu said. "Of course. Their opponent is just a middle-tier school. The one that is interesting is here, Seiho and Seirin's match."

Back to Seirin's benches, I crossed my arms and tapped the clipboard out of irritation. "Tsk. That idiot is ticking me off." I grumbled. "Using cheap tricks against Kagami. What a load of bull."

Seiho's team keeps on passing the ball until Kagami earns himself another foul. "Bakagami. That's his third one already. Well, it was to be expected after the nasty trick Tsugawa made." I whispered to myself, emitting a dark aura against that bald idiot.

Back towards the bleachers, Kise said, "I thought Seirin's engine was finally running when Kagami-cchi scored, but they haven't managed to take another step."

"You can't call yourself a king just for playing good defense. Their offense is exceptional too." Kasamatsu said while Kise sighed. "Seiho may not have prodigal scorers like you or Kagami, but they're a different type of team. They incorporate old martial arts in their offense too. Seiho isn't a team of prodigies. They're a team of experts."

"There are some experts on Seirin, too." Kise commented while watching the two cousins with knowing eyes. "Though... Yuki-cchi is lethal by now and I hate to admit it, senpai... but all of the Generation of Miracles heard the door open... Prodigies that are from our level seem distant and in the near future and no one has been able to get close to us but she basically just walked right in like she owns the place."