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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KOBAYASHI AOTORI held a volleyball in his hand again, gently patting it twice on the ground. Gripping the volleyball in his hand, a warm and familiar sensation once again surged through his palm.
He silently watched the group of strong boys glaring at him like tigers eyeing their prey and blinked.
Being stared at by a bunch of tall, fierce, and strong men, to be honest, felt very unsettling...
Ahem. He pushed aside the random thoughts in his mind and focused on the volleyball in front of him.
"Beep—" The whistle sounded, and out of the corner of his eye, he clearly saw everyone bending down warily, and sighed inwardly.
There's no need for that, there's really no need to be wary of a minor character like me.
He slowly tossed the volleyball into the air, feeling the gaze of everyone focused on him. In Kobayashi Aotori's hazel eyes, there was only the shadow of the volleyball.
He keenly felt the gaze of everyone present concentrated on him, or perhaps on the volleyball.
This kind of attention, almost like a "protagonist."
Feels great.
"Boom—!!"
The explosive sound rang out, and a gust of strong wind hit Haruma's face.His expression froze for a moment, but in the next moment, he quickly snapped back to attention. This time, his focus was much higher than the last time, and his impression of Kobayashi Aotori was updated—
He couldn't be one-sidedly categorized as either a power player or a flexible player. He could unleash explosive giant weapons like dynamite, and just when you were fully focused on receiving the ball, it would suddenly switch to a light, teasing, and tricky serve that would ruthlessly slap you in the face.
He suddenly clenched his teeth—
This rascal!!
"Bang!"
(He received it! Bishin Haruma received Kobayashi Aotori's serve! Can he stop Mr. Dynamite's current devilish dominance!) Commentator A's enthusiastic commentary burst into the ears of every spectator.
(I-it's Shiratorizawa's chance ball!)
"Sorry!" Bishin quickly apologized, but at this moment, no one could blame Bishin Haruma for receiving that tricky serve. Moreover, Kiryuu himself was someone who never attributed every mistake to his teammates.
He always took responsibility for everything, somewhat like an angelic version of Tobio Kageyama.
By the way, Tobio Kageyama was the demonic kind.
Shirabu kept a close eye on the volleyball flying high over the net, glancing at his teammates, noticing Ushijima Wakatoshi's cold gaze. Almost instantly, he made up his mind—
