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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SO, on the Inarizaki court, everyone was eagerly awaiting, watching the six people on the court.
It seemed that the primary focus was on the exchange of blocking techniques between Kobayashi Aotori and Suna Rintarou. The lineup of players on both sides was somewhat random, after all, the stars of this match were Kobayashi Aotori and Suna Rintarou.
—But there was clearly someone whose thoughts differed from everyone else's.
Kobayashi Aotori, wrapping bandages around his fingers, suddenly felt the intense gaze from across the net. He looked up and saw a handsome face with a smile.
Miya Atsumu had his arms crossed. Despite being a few centimeters shorter than Kobayashi Aotori, his aura didn't diminish in the slightest.
He flashed an ambiguous smile, making Kobayashi Aotori feel a slight chill down his spine for some reason.
Why did he feel like he was about to be cut down?
Not yet in his match state of selflessness, Kobayashi Aotori didn't know that this expression was not uncommon in his past matches. In fact, his own expressions were often much more aggressive.
When he was on the court, whether it was that faint natural smile or the focused and expressionless sharp eyes, it was enough to mentally devastate those with weaker psychological states.
This was what Coach Washijo meant by Kobayashi Aotori's "eagle eye" and that "his gaze itself is a weapon."
However, at this moment, Kobayashi Aotori didn't have much of a sense of this. He merely glanced lightly at Miya Atsumu and instinctively averted his gaze due to the pressure.
Miya Atsumu's expression stiffened, then his face darkened as he was about to say something, but was suddenly attacked by Kita Shinsuke's calm gaze from across the court.
He pursed his lips, swallowing back the mocking words that had reached his throat.
His twin brother, Miya Osamu, flashed him a smile, making him jump in anger.
The reason why Miya Atsumu was so obedient today, of course, was because Kita-senpai had given him a heads-up in advance.
Although it was unclear what words had constrained him, it seemed to be working quite well at the moment.
Kobayashi Aotori didn't understand their various exchanges, so under this heavy exchange of glances, only a few seconds had passed.
With a whistle from the advisor acting as the referee, both teams instantly crouched down, getting into the zone.
The atmosphere on the court instantly shifted from relaxed to tense.
Even the team members watching on the side exchanged glances, thinking that this atmosphere was completely under their control.
