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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"AOTORI—! You bastard—!!"
The anger in Coach Washijo's voice made Shirabu, who was standing beside Kobayashi Aotori, freeze. Kobayashi Aotori cleared his throat lightly. As expected, I was getting scolded. It doesn't matter; my acting skills are excellent!
No one can tell that I did it on purpose!
If everyone could hear Kobayashi Aotori's inner thoughts, they would have to harshly mock him:
This lousy acting is considered good?
So, unbeknownst to Kobayashi Aotori, his personality had already taken shape—
A guy with a penchant for advanced sarcasm, full of wicked humor that infuriates people.
Whether Kobayashi Aotori's actions were meant as taunts or not was a matter for post-match discussion.
This included the infuriated Coach Washijo, with his darkened face,was barely held back by the club advisor from jumping over the net to beat up Kobayashi Aotori.
And now, the match continued. Though unwilling to admit it, Aoba Johsai's players secretly sighed in relief as Kobayashi Aotori's bizarre "dynamite" serves finally stopped.
Without him realizing it, Kobayashi Aotori had changed his position. He now stood on the flank, half-crouched, and although his hazel eyes seemed a bit distracted, careful observation would reveal that these eyes were always focused on the movements of the volleyball, never straying.
And Oikawa Tooru was that "careful observer."
Standing under the net, his eyes scanning, he instantly nated the positions and steps of everyone around him.
"Iwa-chan!" he called out softly. Hearing the call, Iwaizumi's sharp gaze swept across the opposing court.
Ushijima Wakatoshi won't be participating in the defense... This is a good opportunity!
He acted swiftly, aiming at the opponent's court, and with a powerful swing—
"Bang!"
The volleyball barely grazed Yamagata Hayato's fingertips, falling to the ground.
Yamagata Hayato cursed under his breath, quickly got up, and repositioned himself.
Aoba Johsai, having finally scored a point, was encouraged, but Oikawa Tooru's gaze still lingered on Kobayashi Aotori.
Just now... he was probably restricted in his movement. Otherwise, with his focus, he could have reached Iwa-chan before Yamagata Hayato.
UNAWARE OF OIKAWA'S THOUGHTS, Kobayashi Aotori indeed couldn't make it in time just now. He looked down at his palm.
Hmm... if it were Hinata Shoyo, with his speed and jumping ability, he would have made it.
