They chatted there for a few more minutes until all of the teams and coaches were called in for the lineup, greeting, and then game.
Sans team stood in a line and San stood in one of the ends of it. He stood before the other teams coach.
The other coach giggled as soon as he saw San, it was funny that he was so young, very close in age with his students but still made it to this point.
The teams bowed at each other and then went into their spots. San was forced to stand next to the Japan teams coach.
"Hey, aren't you a bit too young?"
The other coach asked.
"I am old enough, that's all you need to know sir."
"How old are you?"
"Old enough, I repeat myself."
"Aren't you supposed to be playing with the team?"
"No I am not, please leave me alone and let me concentrate."
"Why are you teaching teenagers at such a young age? Aren't you supposed to be studying yourself?"
"Aren't you supposed to be in a retirement home put there by your own kids?"
San looked at the other coach and snapped right back.
"Leave me alone. I don't have any spare time for you."
"Fine. Little brat."
The coach walked away a bit.
The teams started playing. Sans team started off with strong serves that took so little time but so many points. As soon as the ball feel in Sans teams side, the hell came in for them.
Japans that specific school was known for their injuring serves. San but his lip in fear that somebody could get hurt.
They served up by an upper hand and Sans team nicely received it. As soon as that happened San was so relieved. San took a deep breath and watched his team win the first round.
After that energy draining hour long round San went to Wooyoung with Wooyoungs packed lunch.
"You see them? Did you see them?"
San widened his eyes and smiled.
"They play very well! You trained them amazingly!"
Wooyoung smiled and tapped on the spot next to him for San to sit on.
"I am excited to see what you packed for yourself."
San sat down and started trying to figure out on how to open the box.
"Quite common food, also I'm not the best chef so don't expect some Michelin star chef done food."
Wooyoung giggled.
"Are Arin and Ayun still sleeping?"
San looked over.
"Yup."
"They didn't wake up from the noise?"
"They didn't."
San finally opened the box and looked inside, there were sushi and next to them there were sliced up fruit.
"Wooyoung, you're amazing."
San looked back at Wooyoung.
"Oh stop it, it's just a bit of food."
Wooyoung started laughing and covered his mouth.
"Did you take chopsticks?"
San looked inside the box.
"If you'd look closely, then you'd see the heart shaped button on the bottom edge, press it and chopsticks will hop out."
Wooyoung pointed at the button.
San pressed it and took them out.
"So cute!"
He looked at the chopsticks.
"Open your mouth Wooyo."
San took a sushi with the chopsticks.
"I'm not hungry."
Wooyoung tried to refuse it.
"Open up now."
San put the sushi closer to Wooyoungs mouth.
Wooyoung sighed and opened his mouth with a smile. San put the sushi in there and took one for himself.
"Delicious, you're a great cook."
San smiled while chewing.
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The Only Babysitter Available. - Woosan fluff
RomanceTwo guys that lived their lives separately finally meet because one of them needs a babysitter for his two young girls and the other one desperately lacks money to survive. How will they end up after just a week? TW - talking of sensitive topics suc...
