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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OUTSIDE SHIRATORIZAWA ACADEMY, in a quiet café on the bustling commercial street—
Kobayashi Aotori, with a face full of black lines, carried his backpack. If this scene appeared in a manga, you would see a black line extending from Kobayashi Aotori's head as he entered through the café door, creating a chaotic web of lines.
Looking at the four familiar figures in the corner of the café and Hinata Shoyo waving excitedly, he just felt his head getting even bigger.
Approaching the reserved large table, seeing the four spreading out their books eagerly, looking like hungry chicks awaiting their feed, Kobayashi Aotori became increasingly doubtful.
How exactly did he agree to Hinata's request? He only remembered those puppy eyes staring at him with such a plea, and then he knew nothing.
When he regained his senses, all he saw was Hinata enthusiastically waving goodbye at him, emphatically emphasizing their tutoring session tomorrow as he rode away on his bike.
...Could it be that Hinata knows hypnosis?!
Hypnotizing him to agree to the request and then erasing his memory?!
Hiss—no wonder he's the protagonist.
One could only wonder what kind of power the term "protagonist" represented in Kobayashi Aotori's eyes.
—In any case, since Kobayashi Aotori had agreed, there was no turning back out halfway.
He opened the Japanese textbook first, casually mentioning a few key points. As he was about to explain some frequently tested topics, he inadvertently looked up and found himself staring into four pairs of confused eyes.
Four pairs of eyes stared at him, big and small, and eventually all focused on the dumbfounded Kobayashi Aotori. Because those four pairs of eyes all conveyed the same message:
What did you just say? Did you recite a spell or something?!
The veins on Kobayashi Aotori's forehead twitched slightly. Since he couldn't speak loudly in the cafe, he could only grit his teeth and say, "...All of you, just how bad are your basics?!"
The four of them played dumb, looking up, looking down, deliberately avoiding eye contact with Kobayashi Aotori.
Only Hinata, with a guilty conscience, cautiously revealed a smile towards Kobayashi Aotori.
...He suddenly had a hallucination of the roommate from his previous life who secretly broke his cup and bought a new one, with the same guilty expression when afraid of being discovered.
...Both guilty and obvious.
Afraid that others wouldn't know he had a guilty conscience.
He took a deep breath, decisively took off his baseball cap, used his hand to smooth out his navy-blue short hair messed up by the hat, bit a hair tie in his mouth, and under the few stunned gazes, meticulously tied his hair tightly at the back.
