我打排球真的很弱 by 斯诺克 (Snooker)
"But everyone thinks I am very strong."
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Kobayashi Aotori, who was once an "ordinary person" in the volleyball club, has now transmigrated to become the "volleyball genius" who just defeated Kageyama.
Deciding to stay a...
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"UH... AOTORI, did something happen in the restroom just now?"
Kobayashi Aotori, who was busy wrapping tape around his fingers, glanced at Semi Eita, who was inexplicably sweating next to him. Following Semi's gaze, Aotori looked in the same direction for a moment.
Looking in that direction, he saw the seats on the side of Seijoh. In contrast to the colorful appearance of his teammates nearby, Kindaichi seemed to have completely faded away. It was as if his soul had been spit out from his mouth, and the soul wore a serene expression, with crossed hands placed on the chest, gently floating upward...
Beside him, Oikawa Tooru exaggeratedly teared up, shaking Kindaichi's shoulders with both hands. "Kindaichi! Don't die!!"
Ah... Is it because of me?
No, no way! No matter how you think about it, it's the original host's fault!
Even when he reached a point where his opponent had no chance of fighting back, he would deliberately make mistakes a few times, never letting the opponent lose too embarrassingly!
Kobayashi Aotori opened his mouth, but unfortunately, he was now the original host and couldn't say anything to defend himself.
"Hmm hmm, as expected of Aotori-chan, defeating an opponent's member in such a short restroom time..." Tendou playfully leaned against Ushijima Wakatoshi, suddenly pointing a finger with a "I figured it out" expression and loudly said:
"Ah! So, you beat him up in the restroom?!"
"Of course not!!" Kobayashi Aotori retorted with a stern glare. However, he couldn't argue and could only shake his head helplessly. He used scissors to cut off the excess tape, and the advisor retrieved the tape, giving Tendou a helpless look.
"Alright, it's time for the match to begin. Stop joking around," said the advisor, looking at Tendou.
And don't provoke Kobayashi Aotori, otherwise, I really think you'll get beaten up.
Huh? Why did I also assume that Aotori would hit someone?
How strange.
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WITH A WHISTLE, Kobayashi Aotori and the rest of Shiratorizawa stepped onto the court. Aotori adjusted the strands of his navy blue hair and then repeated the familiar action he had done hundreds or thousands of times before. He crouched down, his eyes calmly fixed on the net in front of him.
Ah, Kindaichi had somehow pulled himself together a bit.
...Though he still deliberately avoided making eye contact.
