"Fuck! Jason! What's with that soft-ass strength?! Did you jerk off all night or something?!"
"Nash! What kind of pass was that?! My grandma passes better than you!"
"And you, Nick! How many times have I told you?! Simple! Keep it simple! What's the point of dribbling forever?!"
"Zack! The hell are you doing playing streetball again? Travel! That's a travel!"
"And Allen! What the hell are you doing?! How many times have I told you?! No touching my ass on the basketball court!!"
The moment Miyamoto walked through the door, he heard trainer Victor's furious roar.
It was truly earth-shaking.
Inside the Miyamoto family gym.
Jason Silver was currently locked in hand-to-hand combat with two burly men wearing full protective gear.
Don't get the wrong idea.
They were fighting… not that.
Meanwhile, Nash Gold Jr. was practicing passing on the move, aiming at a small hole in the distance.
That hole was almost the exact same size as a basketball.
Nick and Zack were training together, with an assistant coach beside each of them using a long pole to interfere with their movements.
Allen, on the other hand, was doing one-on-one training with Victor.
But for some reason, every time Allen scored, he would slap Victor's butt.
And sometimes it wasn't just a slap.
He would even grab it!
Victor was absolutely furious.
More than once, he had suspected Allen might be gay.
But Allen's three girlfriends clearly suggested his orientation was perfectly normal.
That contradiction only made Victor even more annoyed.
As soon as Miyamoto entered the gym, the others noticed him.
"Miyamoto!!!"
Allen was the first to shout, immediately charging over to give him a big hug.
After hearing about Allen grabbing butts, Miyamoto naturally had no intention of letting him get close.
"Jason! Stop him!"
Jason Silver, who had still been sparring, immediately turned his head when he heard the familiar voice.
The moment he saw Miyamoto, he didn't hesitate.
Animal Instinct and Zone activated simultaneously.
A violent, bloodthirsty aura burst out of him as he charged forward like a top predator.
In an instant, he appeared in front of Allen and blocked him.
After stopping Allen, Jason Silver immediately exited both Zone and Animal Instinct.
Yes.
Jason Silver could activate Animal Instinct even while in the Zone.
Once the crisis was over, Miyamoto finally took a good look at Jason Silver.
His muscles were incredibly well developed.
Compared to the original story, Jason Silver's physique now looked even more powerful, overflowing with raw strength.
Nash Gold Jr. also set down the basketball in his hands and walked over.
"Miyamoto, you're back?"
Miyamoto turned his head and looked at Nash Gold Jr.
Nash was smiling, his golden hair giving him a slightly wild and arrogant aura.
His eyes carried a strange charm, as if they could easily draw people in.
But it had no effect on Miyamoto.
The others also ran over to greet him.
"Miyamoto! You're back?"
Zack asked with a grin.
Miyamoto smiled and chatted with them for a while.
During the conversation, he also explained his plan.
Nash Gold Jr. naturally didn't refuse Miyamoto's request and agreed immediately.
Seeing that, Miyamoto nodded and didn't stay any longer.
He turned and went home.
Because there were still some things to take care of.
Meanwhile, the Black Dragon Team began discussing the plan for the next day.
...
The next day.
The Kirisaki Daiichi players in Japan boarded a plane and flew to the United States for their trip.
After arriving, they first went to eat, then prepared to head to an amusement park.
On the way, Nijimura spoke.
"You guys go ahead. My stomach's acting up—I need to use the restroom."
After saying that, Nijimura gave Dicky Anthony a meaningful glance.
Dicky Anthony immediately said in broken Japanese,
"I… also go… bathroom."
Then the two left the group and hurried toward the restroom.
The Kirisaki Daiichi players didn't think much of it.
After all, nature calls.
Once the two left, the others continued chatting.
"This is my first time going to an amusement park in the United States. I'm actually kind of excited."
Haizaki looked around, clearly in a great mood.
Hanamiya also smiled like a cheerful young man.
"I've gotta say, the girls here are really—"
"Ugh. This tastes awful." Ptooey.
Before he could finish, Murasakibara's voice interrupted him.
He was eating an American ice pop.
But the flavor clearly didn't suit his taste.
Thud.
Murasakibara suddenly bumped into someone.
Out of politeness, he immediately said,
"Sorry."
But the person he bumped into replied with a string of words he couldn't understand.
"*&^%$#"
Murasakibara turned his head in confusion.
Standing there was a heavily muscular black man.
He had white hair, sunglasses over his eyes, and a look of disdain on his face.
He was even a head taller than Murasakibara.
This person was Jason Silver.
Beside him stood four others.
Nash Gold Jr. and the rest.
Nash stepped forward and spoke in Japanese.
"Japanese?"
Haizaki looked surprised.
"Huh? You speak Japanese?"
Nash gave a disdainful smile.
"Is it difficult?"
Haizaki clearly sensed the contempt in Nash's tone, and his expression changed slightly.
"What… do you want?"
The moment Haizaki finished speaking, Jason Silver began rattling off a long string of English.
Out of everyone present, only Hanamiya understood him.
Hanamiya's face darkened.
He immediately responded in English.
"Are you introducing yourself?"
Jason Silver froze.
Because what he had just said was full of extremely dirty insults.
For a moment, Jason Silver actually laughed out of anger.
He immediately fired back in English.
Hanamiya responded without hesitation.
The two argued more and more fiercely, their insults becoming harsher with every exchange.
By the end, Jason Silver's face was practically red with rage.
Meanwhile, Hanamiya looked completely fine.
Nash Gold Jr. and the others were stunned.
Damn it.
Miyamoto never said there was a professional trash talker on his team.
Seeing things getting out of hand, Nash quickly stepped in.
"Stop arguing!"
Jason Silver immediately shut his mouth.
But Hanamiya didn't.
He kept going.
Still firing.
Still firing.
Jason Silver clenched his fists, barely suppressing his anger.
Nash Gold Jr. was starting to get annoyed as well.
His expression darkened.
"Friend, have you had enough?"
Hanamiya knew it was about time to stop.
But before ending it, he added one final line.
"Keep your dog on a leash."
That single sentence almost made Jason Silver charge at him on the spot.
Zack had a listening device on him.
Meanwhile, Miyamoto, who was listening in from the side, couldn't help twitching his lips.
This Hanamiya…
He really was the number one trash talker.