8: Self-taught

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SO, INEXPLICABLY, KOBAYASHI AOTORI, who had exchanged contact information with Hinata Shoyo, closed the book, looked at the chat box on the phone filled with trendy emojis, and blinked.

Should I also use more emojis?

...Forget it, too troublesome.

Wearing loose home clothes, lying on the large bed behind him, staring at the white ceiling. Because of his posture, his navy-blue hair scattered, revealing a smooth forehead.

His hazel eyes were fully exposed, and his aggressive face often unintentionally displayed a "contemptuous" expression, though he himself never realized it.

Reaching out and looking at the reddened knuckles, he murmured, "So, even turning into a 2D character also cause changes and reactions in the body...?"

He quietly closed his eyes, and in his mind, the image of an exuberant orange-haired individual standing beside him appeared, and he let out a shallow sigh.

The conversation between Coach Washijo and Tendou... What did they mean?

He opened his eyes, calmness evident in their depths.

Unfortunately, it's hard for other people's advice to influence me.

I lack the ability to adapt, only capable of walking a single path to the end, exerting the most ordinary strength. Anyway... there's always the "protagonist" to exert effort, I just need to remain ordinary.

Struggling to get up, he reached over to turn off the bedroom light, lay back in bed, and caught a glimpse of the densely marked dates on the table.

There are midterms, quizzes, and at a certain point one month later, a bold red circle was drawn with a thick red pen.

Next to the circle, he drew a small volleyball.


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I, KOBAYASHI AOTORI, an ordinary high school amateur volleyball player, recently acquired the inexplicable nickname "Dynamite," and I am preparing for an upcoming volleyball match in two weeks.

...However, what is this current situation?

Standing on the badminton court, the youth held a badminton racket, looking puzzled at the excited Tendou Satori and the expressionless Ushijima Wakatoshi across from him.

Beside him, Goshiki Tsutomu swallowed nervously, gripped the badminton racket tightly in his hand, and stared intently at the net in front of him.

Although it's a physical education class... Kobayashi Aotori originally planned to dissolve the class immediately and go read a book under a tree, and then—

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