The Generation of Miracles Reincarnated

Epilogue

The buzzer sounded.

"Whaaa! I'm really too old for this!" a blonde yelled as he slumped back down on his seat. Some grunts were heard from the others as well while they gulped down water given out by their pink-haired manager.

Meanwhile, a ganguro and a redheaded tiger huffed and said together, "OI, YOU GUYS SHOULD HAVE MORE STAMINA THAN THAT!"

The captain with the oppressing aura raised an eyebrow, "Says the policeman and firefighter who run around everyday." Their phantom nodded. "We should treat them to dinner like those old geezers did to us. Any suggestions?"

"We could bring them to the same okonomiyaki restaurant!" the dribbling expert piped up.

"Ahaha, it's becoming a tradition!" the muscle gorilla exclaimed.

The group of twenty-six basketball players exited the stadium and headed to the restaurant. Thirteen of these twenty-four people were none other than the previous Japan Olympics basketball team, consisting of Nijimura Shūzō, Hayama Kotarō, Mibuchi Reo, Nebuya Eikichi, Mayuzumi Chihiro, Kagami Taiga, Kise Ryōta, Aomine Daiki, Midorima Shintarō, Murasakibara Atsushi, Akashi Seijūrō, Kuroko Tetsuya and their manager, Momoi Satsuki.

Who were the other thirteen? Well, some were the above-mentioned people's children, such as a very energetic young blonde who was clearly Kise's child. There was a boy who had Aomine's blue hair and some others. There was this kid with fiery red hair, which was Akashi's and Kuroko's adopted child. The manager of the group of twelve was another pinknette once again, Momoi's child.

The shop owner had changed, so when the whole large group came in, the owner's eyes practically fell out of their sockets. They would have a lot of business tonight.

They sat in their own respective groups and ate peacefully. Or not. Kise junior was flipping his food energetically and his father was not helping by encouraging him. Then he flipped it and it went flying to another table.

Splat.

It landed on a mini version of Akashi. Apparently the Akashi had influenced him and he let out a wave of deadly aura. He turned around slowly and the smaller Kise immediately hid behind his father. Just like before, the two fathers followed their son to the bathroom to wash the food off his hair.

"I feel a sense of déjà vu…" both said at almost the same time.

When the large group left the restaurant, Akashi spoke up before they parted ways. "Well, you young bunch have talent, I must admit. You even beat us soundly, so we will have no worries in passing down our positions to you. From now on, you will be Japan's Olympic team. Make Japan proud."

Everyone cheered and some clapped. When they died down, Akashi continued to speak again, "I think that you guys really are the Generation of Miracles reincarnated. Good luck."

Aaaaaaaand, the whole cycle repeats.

~End~

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