A full-time girlfriend-for-hire job suddenly turns into a reverse harem.
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International basketball prodigy and full-time girlfriend-for-hire Ymari Seinaru's life was going characteristically well until a...
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"I LEAVE YOU FOR THIRTY MINUTES.."
The dark haired male ran his hands through his bedhead hair and sighed in exasperation.
"And this is what I return to?"
Tetsuro Kuroo was mad.
No, not just mad.
He was pissed.
Who wouldn't be in this situation?
He'd taken a short break after witnessing two-set wins from Ryujin Nippon and figured that they likely had their semi-final match in the bag to go and watch Akatsuki Japan's game at the other arena, and he'd come back to this shitshow?!
"Argh.." He knocked his fist into his forehead, before glaring at the two rascals who'd caused a scene earlier.
According to the very detailed recounting of events from Suna, Atsumu and Sakusa had exchanged blows. In other words, they had a fist fight.
The reason?
Well, that's what he wants to know too.
"Are you bastards out of your damn minds?!" He yelled in frustration.
Atsumu was just looking down at his lap, but his lips were drawn into a scowl.
He doesn't even look the least bit guilty..
Kuroo massaged his forehead. At this rate, he's going to get wrinkles at such a young age.
He looked at Sakusa.
The obsidian haired man was averting his eyes, refusing to meet his gaze but he'd been scowling since earlier too.
According to Suna, it was Sakusa who instigated the whole thing.
Atsumu walked off after the game and Sakusa went after him.
Then apparently, Sakusa held Atsumu by the collar, and after exchanging a few unpleasantries, the setter landed the first blow, with the spiker following up with one of his own.
"Whatever your reason for decking each other out, spit it out." Iwaizumi was far calmer than anyone else on their team.
While the rest of Ryujin Nippon was trying— keyword being trying— to enjoy their post-game meal at the restaurant downstairs after the events that had just transpired in the hallways of their arena earlier, Iwaizumi, their trainer, Kuroo, the JVA Director, and Coach Hibarida, were all busy confronting these two troublemakers inside their penthouse suite.
