"The skill differential is rather stark, isn't it." Kuroko hums, wondering if the other sports clubs at their middle school had been as intense as theirs were. "Teikou was definitely... special in its circumstances." That was a, er, delicate way of putting it.

His eyes glance at the other stalls, skipping over the savory food items and lingering on desserts. "We could have something sweet. Or we could abuse Midorima's aiming more." He gestures over to the toy rifle shooting setups.