The Writer Osamu FF

Chapter 50

Kaede was walking around a large hall in Tokyo, wearing fairly comfortable and loose clothing. Because she had said yes to Chika and Megumi, she had booked her own hotel room, which her father had kindly paid for straight away. Apparently, it was important to him that she was involved in things other than her hobbies.

She hadn't even told Dai where she was going. Not because she wanted to keep it from her boyfriend, but rather because he would have come here and chased all the males away. And Kaede wasn't exactly in the mood for that jealousy. He had already freaked out enough with Osamu.

"Serve behind the line...three seconds time..." Kaede muttered as she walked down the hallway. Her identity card, which Chika had given her so that she could get in, hung from her neck. It said that she belonged to the volleyball club so that she could get in contact with other players. Chika had really thought of everything.

"Six players...rotate after...one point scored..." Kaede continued to mumble, raising her eyebrow slightly. "Huh...? Why?" the brown-haired girl asked before she bumped into someone who was already laughing.

"I told you that she doesn't pay attention to anything when...she's reading a book." Kaede heard Chika's voice and took the thin book from her face, which she had been holding in front of her the whole time and hadn't been paying attention to anything else.

"So this is the so-called backpack thrower you told me about?" the boy asked, somewhat amused, Kaede looking slowly at Chika. She smiled slightly nervously and apologetically.

"Ehm..." Kaede didn't know what to say. Chika had probably told these boys a few things. "A book about the rules of volleyball?" another boy asked, his black hairline showing.

"I have no idea." Kaede admitted, glancing at the writing on her clothes. The Nekoma volleyball team. So that meant that this smaller boy was really Kenma. Chika had only once shown her a picture of him with all black hair.

"We got that too." smirked the taller boy in front of her with the dark hair and the number one on his clothes. "By the way, we rotate so that the game is fairer and everyone can get a turn. Otherwise it would be more difficult to block if the same attackers were always passing the ball. In order to protect these players a little, they are shifted to the back half with the rotation. Only the libero keeps his place in the left corner."

Kaede blinked several times, addressing Chika again. "I assume that's Kenma next to you." she said and was stunned by the looks of those present, while Chika had to stifle her laughter.

"She really ignored our captain..." came from a tall and gray-haired player, one of whom almost laughed out loud. Kaede had already been able to read his name on his shirt. Yamamoto, who, according to Chika, had a crush on a manager of the Karasuno.

"Hey Kuroo, she ignored you, what do you say?" Kenma spoke slightly absently and bored. He really did sound exactly as her best friend had described him. The only thing missing was a console in his hand.

"Did I say too much?" Kuroo asked, slightly confused, as he couldn't really understand her reaction. "I don't think she ignored you on purpose." Chika smiled gently. "She's...well...in her own world sometimes."

"I can hear you..." mumbled Kaede, who had already realized that Kenma was similar to her. He had ignored her statement as to whether it was him and turned to Kuroo. So he didn't talk to strangers often or much. Good to know for his role in the book.

"And back to the topic. I stopped listening after the blocking." Kaede now admitted. "I tried to explain it to you because..."

"Because I'm too stupid to understand these rules, of course. But I don't see any reason to know everything. The ball is only ever thrown over the net anyway." Kaede spoke and heard some quiet laughter from the team.

"She's just like you said..." Kenma now spoke to Chika, who had already warned the boys. But the fact that Kuroo really wanted to try was funny.