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Crack...
A bolt of lightning flashed across the dim sky, illuminating the layers of dark, obscuring clouds.
The basketball teams at various universities were ablaze with lights.
Cheers and shouts filled the air.
But amidst these sounds of fighting for the Winter Cup, a few whispered murmurs mingled.
"Have you heard? A lot of local basketball courts have been challenged lately, and without exception, everyone who got challenged gave up playing basketball."
"You mean the White Devil who's recently risen to fame? I heard too. Apparently, those who got challenged suffered serious injuries, which is why they can't continue playing."
"That's outrageous! It's just a normal game; why resort to such malicious tactics?"
"Not really! That White Devil didn't do anything special, just played normal basketball. It's just that he has a strange ability; anyone who faces him unconsciously loses their strength."
"How can someone like that exist? He's invincible!"
"Anyway, that White Devil is incredibly strong, supposedly on par with the Generation of Miracles!"
"Really? Strength comparable to the Generation of Miracles? I've never heard of him before."
"I don't know. He's supposedly a high school student too, but I don't know which school."
"In that case, he should be at the Winter Cup! A showdown between the White Devil and the Generation of Miracles."
...
More than three months have passed since the end of the Summer League.
During these three months,
every school's basketball team has been working hard for the Winter Cup.
Meanwhile, rumors of a mysterious figure challenging countless basketball courts and defeating countless opponents during these three months have gradually spread throughout the high school basketball world.
It's said that those who have played against him either lost faith in basketball or suffered various injuries.
Therefore, many have been forced to give up basketball.
This is also the origin of the name "White Devil."
Recently, it's been rumored that this White Devil has started targeting the school's basketball team.
Inside the basketball team of a relatively unknown school.
The atmosphere in the gym was unusually eerie.
Silence reigned on the court.
The onlookers stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were witnessing.
"Who is that person?"
"So strong... he single-handedly took on the entire basketball team."
"My god! Is he also from the Generation of Miracles? He seems ridiculously strong."
"Why have I never heard of him before?"
"That person seems so evil!"
The people outside the court whispered amongst themselves.
Meanwhile, on the court.
Five players in green jerseys knelt on the ground.
Their eyes were filled with resentment and terror.
"Damn it..."
The player wearing jersey number 4 was the captain of the school's basketball team.
He looked at the person who had brought him humiliation with eyes full of resentment.
"Who are you anyway? Why have I never heard of you before?"
Hahahaha...
A wild and sinister laugh echoed throughout the entire arena.
"Oh dear! I thought we were going to have a good game! You guys are just too weak. People like you with no talent should just give up on basketball."
"What did you say?"
The captain, wearing jersey number 4, glared at the person in front of him.
"Anyway, a team like yours will only be eliminated in the first round. Just disband the basketball club and go back to being good kids! Basketball doesn't need weaklings like you."
Hahahaha…
The arrogant and sinister laughter grew fainter and fainter, gradually disappearing outside the gym.
…
Seirin High School.
A certain bread stall.
At this moment, the place was packed with people.
Three-tenths of Seirin's students had gathered here.
The scene was quite spectacular.
Throughout the dense crowd, a blue figure was silently emerging from under everyone's noses.
Ring ring ring…
A cell phone suddenly rang.
Kuroko took his phone out of his pocket.
Seeing the caller ID on the screen, a smile crept onto his lips.
"Hello! Kagami…"
The voice on the other end of the line answered.
"Kuroko, remember to tell everyone I should be able to make it to the Winter Cup."
"Really? That's great."
Kuroko's face lit up with joy.
"By the way, how has everyone been while I was gone?"
Kuroko replied.
"Yeah, everyone's fine, just like always. It's just…"
"Hmm? What is it?"
"No, nothing; it's just that some rumors have surfaced while you were gone."
Kuroko explained.
"Is that so? You seem to care a lot, so the rumors must be quite interesting."
Kuroko hummed in agreement upon hearing Kagami's words.
"It's about the White Devil."
Kuroko then recounted the story of the White Devil to Kagami.
"Oh! Comparable to the Generation of Miracles! That's really interesting. Whoever he is, we'll definitely beat him when I get back."
Kuroko smiled upon hearing this.
"Yeah, okay."
...
Just then.
"Kuroko..."
A shout came from not far away.
Kuroko looked over.
Then he saw three figures standing not far ahead.
These three were the three first-year students from the Seirin basketball club.
Hiroki Furuhata, Koichi Kawahara, and Hiroshi Fukuda.
They jogged up to Kuroko.
Koichi Kawahara spoke first.
"Kuroko, are you busy?"
Kuroko nodded to him, then spoke into the phone to Kagami.
"That's all for now! I'll hang up."
After hanging up,
Kuroko distributed the bread he had bought to the three of them.
Hiroshi Fukuda said somewhat embarrassedly.
"Thank you so much, Kuroko. I always have to trouble you like this."
Kuroko smiled slightly.
"It's nothing; I was going to buy it myself anyway, just helping out."
Hiroki Furuhata took the bread Kuroko offered.
"Let's hurry back! The coach and the others must be getting impatient!"
Kuroko nodded.
Then the four of them walked towards the basketball club.
"By the way, there's been a White Devil lately; have you guys heard of him?"
"The White Devil," Fukuda Hiroshi suddenly said.
"The White Devil, huh?"
Kawahara Koichi thought for a moment, then nodded.
"I think I've heard something about it, but isn't that just a rumor?"
"No!"
Furuhata Hiroki said.
"A friend of mine from middle school told me that he witnessed the White Devil fighting someone, and that the White Devil is said to have strength comparable to the Generation of Miracles!"
Hearing this,
Kuroko's eyes flashed with curiosity.
He had only heard about it and wasn't familiar with the White Devil.
But judging from Furuhata Hiroki's words,
his friend seemed to have seen the White Devil.
Thinking of this, he asked.
"And then?"
Hearing Kuroko's question,
Furuhata Hiroki shook his head.
"I don't know much either. My friend only saw the White Devil compete once. I heard that while the White Devil is incredibly strong, his personality is a bit awful."
"I see!"
Kuroko fell silent, seemingly lost in thought.
"By the way, Kuroko, you must have encountered many strong opponents at Teiko High School, right? Could one of them have been your rival?"
Hearing Kawahara Koichi ask this,
Furuhata Hiroki and Fukuda Hiroshi also turned their attention to Kuroko.
Kuroko decisively shook his head.
"I don't know. If such a person really existed, I wouldn't forget him."
"Yeah, that's true. Such a strong person wouldn't be easily forgotten. Maybe he's a transfer student from abroad, like Mbaye Siki!"
Kawahara Koichi's idea was initially agreed upon by everyone.
Kaijō High School Basketball Club.
The shouts and cheers during training were constant.
The players were working up a sweat.
Genta Takeuchi supervised the training from the edge of the field.
His face was serious.
He was a coach at a prestigious basketball university.
With the Winter Cup approaching,
he was under immense pressure.
Recently, he heard that a "White Devil" had appeared out of nowhere, someone no less formidable than the Generation of Miracles.
You see, the top eight high school teams are basically all dominated by the Generation of Miracles.
is already impacting Kaijo's plans to reach the national top eight.
"Seriously, the coach is getting stricter and stricter lately,"
Kise muttered as he ran.
"We're still practicing, so get serious, Kise."
Kasamatsu Yukio reminded him.
Kise said helplessly.
"Ah... really, I just want to play basketball!"
"Kise! Be quiet and reserved (you have to hold on)."
Hayakawa Mitsuhiro said energetically, his accent thick.
Kise's forehead was covered in sweat.
"I still don't understand what you're saying, Hayakawa-senpai."
Moriyama Yoshitaka said.
"The atmosphere in the basketball club has been a bit tense lately; I heard it's because of someone called the White Devil."
"The White Devil, huh? I've heard of him too! But if someone like that is really that strong, he should already be famous."
Kise analyzed objectively.
His eyes also revealed a hint of disdain.
This White Devil, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, was completely beneath his notice.
His only target was his former teammates.
"Alright, in short, no matter who they are, our goal has never changed."
Kasamatsu Yukio spoke directly, bringing the brief discussion to a close.
…
Shutoku High School.
Two figures, one tall and one short, walked towards the basketball club.
"Shin-chan! Have you heard of the White Devil?"
Takao asked softly.
Midorima adjusted his glasses, his expression unchanged.
"Just a show-off, no need to pay any special attention."
Takao's lips twitched, and he chuckled sheepishly.
"I knew it! Aren't you worried he might actually have skills comparable to the Generation of Miracles?"
"We'll see when he actually defeats one of us."
Hearing Midorima's arrogant words, Takao was helpless.
He himself genuinely wanted to see this person known as the White Devil.
The rumors about him were incredibly exaggerated.
His curiosity was naturally piqued.
If he truly possessed miraculously powerful strength, then there would be a good show during the Winter Cup.
Thinking of this, a smirk crept onto his face.
...
Too Academy.
"What White Devil? There are still people with such an outlandish name these days."
Aomine said lazily.
"That's not like Aomine at all. Before, if you heard something like that, you'd be excited to challenge him."
Momoi said, somewhat puzzled.
"That was before! Besides, I'm not interested in challenging just anyone. It's just something people have hyped up."
"Why are you like that!"
Momoi puffed out her cheeks, feigning displeasure.
"Aren't you really bothered? I heard that most people who've played against that White Devil can't play basketball anymore."
Hearing Momoi say this, Aomine raised an eyebrow.
"Oh! I see."
Aomine's face finally showed a hint of interest.
...
Rakuzan High School.
Inside the sports equipment room.
Akashi was sweating profusely on the treadmill.
Reo Mibuchi, Kotaro Hayama, and Eikichi Nebuya were chatting in the rest area.
Judging from their soaked clothes,
they had probably just finished strenuous exercise.
Reo Mibuchi wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke.
"You've heard about it too, right? The rumors about the White Devil."
Kotaro Hayama's face showed interest.
"I heard he's very strong, no less than the Generation of Miracles. I wonder if it's true."
"Oh? Another formidable rival has appeared?"
Eikichi Nebuya asked.
Reo Mibuchi shook his head and explained.
"Whether he's a formidable opponent is still uncertain. Even if that White Devil truly possesses strength comparable to the Generation of Miracles, we're not afraid."
A confident smile played on his lips as he said this.
"No matter how strong that person is, he can't possibly be Akashi's match."
Hearing this, neither Hayama Kotaro nor Nebuya Eikichi disagreed.
Although Akashi lost to Ryu in the Summer League finals, Akashi's strength was undeniable.
While the three were discussing the White Devil...
Akashi, wiping sweat, had walked over sometime earlier.
"What are you talking about?"
"Ah! Akashi, are you done training? We were talking about the White Devil!"
Hearing Reo Mibuchi's words,
Akashi didn't show any change in expression.
"Oh! That thing! I've heard about it too."
Kotaro Hayama asked.
"Akashi, what do you think of this White Devil?"
Akashi's expression remained unchanged as he calmly replied.
"I don't care about such things. I'd rather use that time to train myself, so I'll have a better chance of winning the Winter Cup."
After losing to Ryu, Akashi trained relentlessly every day.
Someone like him wouldn't be content with that.
Although he had resolved his dual personality issue, when it came to improving himself and the team's strength,
he remained strict and forceful.
"Aren't you even a little curious? They might even be participating in the Winter Cup! I think we should have someone investigate!"
Hayama Kotaro pressed.
Akashi replied calmly.
"There's no need. Whoever it is, we only have one target, and it must be one."
...
Meanwhile.
In a Tokyo alley.
A bruised and battered boy lay on the ground, his body trembling.
Before him stood the culprit behind it all.
"Oh dear! Is that all? Fine, I'll take this money then!"
Hahahaha...
Accompanied by a wicked and arrogant laugh.
The figure skillfully stuffed the stolen money into his pocket, then turned and strode away.
The bruised and battered boy on the ground shakily raised his head, watching the departing figure.
"That damned White Devil."
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