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“One, two….huh…” Tapping the top edge of her pen to her lips, an eyebrow crooked up as she saw the order she made for the uniforms. The end amount made her thankful this was not coming out of the club’s pocket. A sigh passed the miko’s lips as she heard the door to the gym open.
“Something wrong?” Riko asked from behind as she prepare the clipboards for herself and her father.
“Nothing.” Kagome replied. “Nothing, really, Riko-senpai.” Turning around to face her coach, Kagome’s lips parted to ask about her father’s thoughts on recruiting this team to go against the notorious American basketball team, but her eyes immediately fished out the team coming in their new uniforms.
“Oi! Kise! Move out of the way!”
“Aominecchi, you’ll see her either way!”
“Both of you stop acting like children, nanodayo.”
The miko’s brow twitched; her shoulders dropped seeing the kindergarten she had to ‘babysit’ while waiting for Kagetora and the other team members he was planning on recruiting. “I’m guessing they fit?” Kagome asked watching the Generation of Miracles walk in with their new white and red uniforms on. To think they would be teaming up once again. It was something no one would have imagine to happen this soon.
“I think they look great!” Riko smiled. “I can only imagine what Kagami-kun and Kuroko-kun will look like.”
“Eh~,” Aomine raised a brow, “Bakagami is joining?”
“Kurokocchi is, too?!” Kise exclaimed.
Putting down her own clipboard on one of the seats, Kagome fully turned to face their newly formed team only to be scooped up into the arms of the tall Yosen center. “O-Oi! M-Murasakibara-kun!”
“Oi!” Both Aomine and Kise shouted.
“Murasakibara,” Akashi spoke from behind, “she isn’t going to give them to you.”
“Give what?” Kagome only wondered what had happened for the tall male to be picking her up like a sack of potatoes. Looking down at his lazy expression, she gulped. “What?”
“This sounds like too much of a pain…”
“…but that coach said you would have snacks for me.”
Both Kagome and Riko blinked before the miko finally turned to her coach. “He probably meant you, Riko-senpai?”
“No,” Murasakibara replied, “he said the girl with the boy-club.”
‘Boy-club?’ The vein on the miko’s forehead popped. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Exhaling, Kagome patted his shoulder. “I don’t have snacks, Murasakibara-kun. Sorry-”
“Not letting you go then.”
“Yes you are!” She shouted back. Of course she was dealing with children!
“Put her down, Murasakibara!” Aomine added. “She isn’t yours to touch!”
“I am not yours either!” She glared.
