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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SHIRABU, with dead fish eyes, looked at the opposing Komori Motoya with a face saying "is this for real?", turned his head emotionlessly, and pointed at him while saying to the person next to him:
"What's with this guy? Is he here to play soccer?"
Iizuna's smile suddenly stiffened. As the captain, he turned his head to look at Komori Motoya behind him, thoughtfully touching his chin.
...Could it be that Komori really has talent in soccer?
But now, at this moment, Komori the Soccer Genius Motoya obviously couldn't hear what others were saying. He was currently grinning and covering his inner thigh, then looked at Sakusa, who had a disdainful expression in front of him, and wailed:
"Sa-Sakusa! I think, I think I pulled a muscle..."
"Pfft! Is this what you wanted Aotori to see?" Tendou burst out laughing, while Komori, with a red face, glared at him and Tendou laughed out loud.
The embarrassed Komori, realizing it was no big deal, instinctively glanced at Aotori on the other side, only to find that Aotori was staring at him intently.
Komori: "Hey hey! That's not it at all—!!"
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IT WAS VERY RARE that the atmosphere of this game was not completely ignited by Kobayashi Aotori. And with Komori's antics, which were both laughable and infuriating, everyone gradually got into the groove, becoming fully immersed in the game at hand.
With each explosive shot, the rhythm of the match slowly returned, and everyone focused intently, their eyes fixed on the volleyball constantly soaring across the court. At this moment, their eyes were only filled with this small volleyball.
Yamagata Hayato, who had been training for so long, had significantly improved his skills. In the back row, he gathered all his strength to receive Itachiyama's serve, and in the next moment, the volleyball accurately reached Shirabu in the front row.
Shirabu moved his feet slightly, his eyes tightly locked on the volleyball's trajectory. His hands prepared to set the ball, and his diagonally cut bangs swayed slightly with his movements. In the next moment, his calm voice rang out:
"Goshiki!"
Almost the instant his voice sounded, a tall figure stopped moving. In the next moment, under the astonished gazes of everyone, he ran towards the edge of the net without looking back. Everyone was bewildered as they watched the black-haired player with a bob cut turn around confidently, pushing off with his foot, and leaping powerfully with the help of his run-up—
...Oh no! Iizuna suddenly understood what the opponent's actions meant!
