I'm only a weakling | haikyuu

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗡𝗶𝗻𝗲: 𝗠𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸

But I want to live,

and not just survive.

*

Having no idea how your image changed so drastically in just a few seconds, your heart is full of volleyball at this moment.

"Ushijima-senpai!" As soon as Shirabu's shout fell, a figure passed. Ushijima looked determined and quickly swung his arm at the target.

"Bang!!"

The volleyball passed over Aoba Johsai, stirring up a wave of wind, and hit their court without any obstruction. When it bounced up, it even flew into the audience seats above.

Ushijima didn't even make a sound when it landed.

Is this guy... really this awesome?

You raised an eyebrow and stared at his back, muttering in your heart, but Tendou caught you:

"Wakatoshi-kun! He is complaining about you in his heart!"

"Huh? How did you know?"

"Hey, is it true? I was just kidding~".

It was finally your turn to serve.

You took a few steps back, holding the volleyball, and glanced at Tendou in front of you. He looked at you with a "horrified" expression, then immediately covered the back of his head.

Your brows furrowed as you tried to hide your frustration, but it was clearly visible on your face, making you look even more intimidating.

This guy... seemed to be implying that I often hit people on the back of the head.

You exhaled a breath, eyes fixed on the volleyball in front of you, and the referee's crisp whistle sounded in your ears. You quickly threw the volleyball high up—

You took a step back, then suddenly jumped up, hitting the volleyball accurately. Throughout the entire process, your eyes never left the opposite court.

It was as if the volleyball didn't matter, and all that was in your sight was the opponent's court.

The next moment, the volleyball turned into a blur at an indescribable speed, heading straight for the opponent's court. Iwaizumi's pupils shrank slightly.

He understood, the instant the ball was sent, why the title "Dynamite" was given—

Countless ball shadows seemed to appear before his eyes.

Not only him, but everyone in the front row turned their heads suddenly. They saw the libero, Watari, whose pupils also shrank. He made a quick judgment, dodging to the side and shouting:

"Out of bounds!"

Not far away, Oikawa frowned. A shadow of the ball flashed in his eyes, his expression froze, and then he shouted, "No! It's in bounds!"

However, it was too late to react.

The ball landed accurately on the boundary line. Under the shocked eyes of everyone in Aoba Johsai, it seemed to slow down countless times. Contrary to the immense force they had imagined, the ball just lightly touched the ground, bounced slightly, and rolled a few meters.

But it hit the line perfectly.

Score!

They were stunned, still overwhelmed from the impact of the ball. Meanwhile, Tendou raised his hands and cheered:

"Oh yeah! It's his perfect line shot! Great!"

"Finally, we're not the only ones suffering from this trick!"