Part- 420:
James tio move around the court, finding different spots to shoot from. Each time, Kiyoshi passed him the ball, and each time, James scored without fail. His ability was being undeniable, even to the most seasoned pyers on the court.
Kiyoshi’s mind raced as he watched James. *He’s not just a tall guy with good instincts—this kid’s got real potential. If he keeps this up, he could be a game-ger for our team. Okay , it’s final, he is our main shooting guard from today on.*
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of whispers among the pyers. The rest of the team, still trying to process what they were seeing, exged fused and impressed gnces.
“Who is this guy?” dan asked, uo hide his astonishment. He was leaning over to Tariq, atg James ily.
“Looks like he might just turn this team around,” Tariq replied, his voice filled with newfound respect. He wasn’t the only one who had started to ge his perspective. The entire court seemed to be watg James now, a collective realization that they were witnessing something special.
The pyers on both teams had all but fotten about the petition for the moment. Their attention was solely on James, whose performance was so fwless that it seemed almost unreal. Kiyoshi felt a surge of pride for his team, but also a sense of responsibility. It was clear that James had untapped potential, but he was still a mystery. What else could he do?
James, for his part, was still riding the wave of fidehe energy in the gym alpable, and he felt a e to the game he had never experienced before. Every shot, every pass, every moveme smooth. He erating on a higher level of focus, something that felt as if it was beyond his trol, a, somehow, pletely natural.
Kiyoshi watched him closely as he made another perfect three-pointer from the top of the key. The ball sailed effortlessly through the air, nding ly in the basket with another satisfying swish.
“This kid,” Kiyoshi muttered to himself, still in awe. “He’s got something. And I don’t think it’s just luymore.”
James fihe round of shooting with several more fwless baskets. As he took a break, catg his breath and wiping sweat from his brow, Kiyoshi approached him with a serious expression.
“You’re impressive, James,” Kiyoshi said. “But I’ve got to ask: how much of this is natural talent, and how much is the result of something else? I’ve never seen anyone shoot like this before, and I know you’re not a professional.”
James hesitated for a moment, then smiled. “Let’s just say I’ve got a lot more surprises up my sleeve.”
The fiden his voice made Kiyoshi’s eyes narrow. There was something about this kid—something that went beyond simple basketball skills. And Kiyoshi had a feeling that whatever that was, it was only going to get more iing from here.
As the game tihe pyers’ respect for James grew. But the test wasn’t over yet. Kiyoshi was determio see just how far James could push his limits, and he was ready to see what other surprises the new recruit had in store. He was in a state only Kagami and Kuroko kun now stop him…Joking…
