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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"YOUR GAZE is pretty scary, huh? Aotori-chan?"
Tendou commented with a mischievous smile as he watched Kobayashi Aotori bite off a strip of bandage. Aotori only glanced at him indifferently, his hazel eyes devoid of any extra emotion—
Just the unique concentration reserved for the court.
Tendou opened his mouth, then walked to his seat without saying anything further. He watched as Aotori moved to his position. The slight breeze gently lifted Aotori's navy-blue short hair, revealing a side profile that always seemed composed and unruffled.
Raising his eyebrows, Tendou said nothing more. His smile became more natural as he turned his gaze to the equally silent Ushijima Wakatoshi beside him.
However, compared to Kobayashi Aotori, even Wakatoshi-kun appeared more aggressive now.
Hands in his pockets, Tendou watched Ushijima and Daichi face off with the coin toss and then move to their positions.
Kobayashi Aotori and Ushijima Wakatoshi high-fived seamlessly, their expressions unchanged as they returned to their spots, their movements synchronized, and both slightly crouched.
It's so skillful that it's even more skillful than eating and drinking.
With one hand in his pocket, Tendou's eyes narrowed with a hint of pleasure. He whistled a cheerful tune as he walked to his position, readying himself. His eyes curved into crescents as he glanced at the fiery spirit of Hinata across the net and suddenly smirked—
I say, isn't this just too much of a bully?
—With these two players, how could Shiratorizawa ever be defeated～?
Absolutely impossible, right?
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KARASUNO STARTED with the serve, a textbook one that posed no challenge for Yamagata Hayato. The volleyball was lifted high with a loud "thump," and everyone's eyes followed its arc—!
Shirabu's eyes gleamed with intensity. His gaze shifted slightly as he analyzed the opponent's positions and then glanced at his teammates behind him. His brain worked at high speed without a moment's hesitation—
Use the most practiced one!
The volleyball was instantly tossed high. Ushijima Wakatoshi's figure loomed, casting a large shadow over Hinata. Hinata was momentarily stunned, then gritted his teeth and found himself meeting Ushijima's downward gaze—
There was no emotion in those eyes, as if he just glanced at him casually...
However, the overwhelming oppression was undeniable.
