"It's not that old-fashioned, is it?" After buying 50 in-game coins (one dollar each) at the cash register, I leaned down and followed Amy, catching her eye.

Amy's contemptuous gaze swept over the dancing machine and other musical game consoles in turn.

"Do you want to play Big Drummer?" I pointed to a machine in a prominent position and said, "Test your rhythm!" ”

"Hmph, I finally had a day off, do you think I'll still touch music-related things?" Amy spiky beaked the beastly blamed me for not being considerate enough, "Music is work, it's not fun at all!" I just hate it! And that's not a 'big' drummer, but a 'too' drummer'! Don't bully me for not knowing Chinese characters, I can still distinguish between 'big' and 'too'! ”

Heck, don't worry about the details! I didn't know what a little Japanese taiko drum was, so I called it a drum master. And according to the Japanese habit of calling a particularly long knife a Tai Dao and the eldest of the family a Taro, maybe my big drum master is still the translation of Shin Taya!

I turned my head to catch a glimpse of a basketball machine, and a chill crept through me as I thought of the upcoming basketball tournament and the wager bet on Wagyu Shili. I threw two coins into the shooting machine, intending to practice my hand in my spare time.

Unfortunately, the basket of the shooting machine was designed too low, and the ball was smaller than normal, and after the 1-minute countdown of the coin, 6 seconds had passed, and I didn't throw a single ball, and the first three balls were missed.

Wow, at this level, the woman Yanjie is simply drunk! Shouldn't I have a small cup at dinner every day to get used to it?

I calmed down and finally regained my senses, and hit 5 shots in a row, by which time the countdown number had become 47 seconds, and the scoring screen next to it displayed a red "5".

Seeing me playing basketball on my own, Amy felt neglected, and her boss said upset:

"Who allowed you to play this? I hate music first, sunshine second, and ball games third! ”

Huh? I can understand the first two, one is an annoying job and the other is rich in ultraviolet rays, but ball games recruit you and provoke you?

"Hmph, ball games are the most dangerous! Don't you know how much it hurts to be hit by a ball? ”

I threw a ball in a standard shooting stance, but I didn't go in, so I had to switch to the low post in the shooting machine mode.

"It's not that easy to get hit by the ball, is it?" I said, "Why don't you just hide?" ”

"It's easy to say," Amy pouted, "unlike you who are cheap, my body is quite precious, and even the balls know it, so they often deliberately bump into me!" ”

I couldn't help but laugh, "How can there be such a thing!" Obviously, you don't have motor nerves, and you're always worried about being hit by the ball, so you're afraid of what's coming! ”

Amy was furious to hear me question her claims, and she shook her two small fists vigorously, emphatically:

"It's true! This has already been proven to be true! It's Amy's third law! ――If I go to a place where there are balls, I will inevitably get close to all kinds of balls! ”

I didn't believe it, "You're in a place with the ball right now, why haven't you seen a close encounter with basketball?" ”

"Hmph, that's because Miss Ben isn't close enough!"

After thinking about it, as if to prove it, Amy plucked up the courage to walk up to me and watch my pitch up close.

With 22 seconds left in the countdown and 40 points, it's far from a good result, and I've heard that there's an aunt in the city center who can shoot 256 balls in one minute.

Every time my ball hit the basket, or the recovered basketball rolled off the front of the machine, Amy would squint her eyes in fear and make a dodge gesture, but the ball never hit her, and the only time I was in danger was intercepted halfway.

Because the basketball that almost hit her shoulder was caught by me, Amy picked up a basketball from the pick-up area as if she had discovered a new world, and aimed at the basket with both hands.

"I ...... I'm going to give one a try! If it bounces back, you'll be responsible for catching it, manservant! ”

Before the words fell, he staggered and struck, because he didn't have enough strength, and he fell off before he could touch the basket.

Amy pouted dissatisfied, but not being hit by a ball for so long might have set her record, so she picked up a ball again and threw it with a cannon shot.

By mistake, the ball bounced in the basket several times and actually slid into the net, and the number on the scoring board immediately increased by a single digit.

"Oh yes! I threw it in, I threw it in!! ”

Amy jumped up in celebration, her beaming ponytails reflecting a golden glow, causing a group of people not far away to turn their heads to look this way, but they seemed to be focused on winning or losing a fighting game, so they quickly turned their heads back.

After throwing a goal, Amy immediately showed a proud expression of "ball games are not a big deal".

"I'm a genius! Even if it's this kind of big exercise, I can learn it by just raising my hand! Okay, let's see me score a few hundred more points, set a record, and let the descendants of this game center look up to the record of genius and cry bitterly! ”

Don't brag, there's only ten seconds left on the countdown, and even if I carry you under the basket of the machine, you won't score 100 points by stuffing ball by ball!

But Amy's interest didn't listen to any reason, she grabbed a ball in a flamboyance, and threw it without looking, 108,000 miles away from the basket, and almost hit the cashier behind the counter.

I hurriedly ran over and grabbed the ball, and said sorry to the cashier.

The cashier nodded politely to me and asked me secretly, "What a cute child, is it a half-race?" ”

It's true that people are half-breeds, but whether they are cute or not varies from person to person. Worried that Amy would be in danger alone in front of the basketball machine, I nodded and ran back.

As if she had only noticed my appearance at this time, the cashier unconsciously drifted her gaze to the two safety posters posted on the wall.

The first is "Beware of Pickpockets" and the second is "Child trafficking is illegal".

Nima, do I look like a human trafficker! Do you think I'm trying to kidnap Amy, a half-breed, and then demand a ransom from her parents? Maybe I would have done that kind of thing if I had a different dimension, but I wouldn't have kidnapped my sister and demanded ransom from my birth mother in this dimension!

When I came back with the ball, Amy was playing in front of the shooting machine, as if she hadn't noticed me leaving, and she threw five or six balls in quick succession, none of which went into the frame, but three of them had a tendency to bounce back.

I quickly threw the basketball out of my arms and caused it to hit the other ball, causing the latter to change direction.

Then he caught a ball that was coming towards Amy's nose.

In such a chaotic scene, Amy actually threw another ball, I was distracted to see the trajectory of the ball, and as a result, among the "Three Musketeers" who bounced back just now, Zuihou won a ball that lived up to expectations, it scraped on the metal protective net, and then hit Amy's forehead hard.

"Woo~~~~~~!!" The blonde lady squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

"You idiot!" Amy yelled at me, "You're my valus, why bother if the basketball doesn't hit anyone!" It doesn't matter to you if they are stoned to death, you just need to protect me! What a crime you should be guilty of not being able to protect yourself! ”

Hearing Amy lose her temper at me, but couldn't hear all the words, the cashier picked up the phone receiver on the table worriedly, probably hesitating to dial 110 to call the police.

Why do you still suspect that Amy was abducted by me? Do you know that this half-breed who was praised by you for being cute just said that you were stoned to death by a basketball and I don't have to worry about it! If I knew you didn't know the hearts of good people, I wouldn't have saved that ball!

After squatting on the ground and squeezing for a while, Amy stopped playing basketball, but she asked me to ask how much the basketball that hit her would sell.

"Huh? Do you want to take it home as a souvenir? ”

I asked curiously.

"Who wants such a shameful remembrance!" Amy stomped her foot angrily, "I'm going to bring this criminal back to be executed!" How dare you hit Miss Ben on the head, I'm going to kill her in a high temperature of 500 million degrees!! ”

Hey, the core of the sun is only 15 million degrees, and you have to go out of the galaxy to find the 500 million degrees of heat! NASA, which has to fly into the universe in order to destroy a basketball, will also burst into tears if it has been struggling with lack of funds!

I saw Amy stepping on the ball that hit me, and I couldn't get angry if I didn't put it to death, and even stood up with my whole body trying to step on it, but I almost lost my balance and fell, but fortunately I held her up from the side.

"This kid ......," the cashier lady said alongside her to dissuade her, "please don't put the basketball under your feet, okay?" ”

Amy glared at her fiercely, probably due to the indirect reasons of the cashier lady who caused her to be hit by the ball, and now she is still angry, so not only do you have to put the basketball under your feet, but even the cashier lady has to keep her five-body throwing posture to let her step on it, so that she can dissipate her anger.

In order not to exacerbate the conflict, I picked up the basketball from Amy's feet, and while spinning my fingers, I asked the cashier:

"I'm sorry, we broke this ball, let's just buy it, how much will it cost?"

The cashier looked at the ball in my hand suspiciously, "This ...... It's a little dirty, but it's not bad, is it? ”

I shrugged my shoulders and pulled a bunch of keys out of my trouser pocket and held them tightly between my fingers.

With a little luck, with a "poof", the inferior basketball was poked out of a hole by my key, and the gas full of plastic smell leaked out in an instant.

I held up the remains of the basketball that looked like a dead starfish to the cashier, raised an eyebrow and asked:

"Now I can see how much it means, right?"