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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BECAUSE OF THE ENTRY of both teams, there was an immediate but brief surge of excitement in the arena. Kobayashi Aotori's expression didn't change. He was wrapping the bandage on his hand while Tendou smiled at him:
"Wow! The venue seems a lot bigger today!"
"It's the final after all," Aotori responded with his eyes lowered.
"Yes~ It feels like there are so many people. Oh dear, even I'm a bit nervous~! It seems like Aotori-chan isn't nervous at all!" Tendou tilted his head, looking curiously at the calm Aotori.
Aotori, having finished wrapping his tape, looked up with a puzzled expression at Tendou opposite him. He had unconsciously become accustomed to this strange social distance and no longer felt it odd.
"What nervousness?" Kobayashi Aotori blurted out, then suddenly seemed to remember something. "Ah, you mean the finals."
"Yes, it's normal to be nervous for the finals."
Aotori nodded affirmatively. In his previous life, when he first competed for the finals, the crowd was much larger than it is now, and it really scared him half to death.
Passing by, Ohira Reon overheard Kobayashi Aotori's words and almost slipped. After a light cough, he continued walking forward nonchalantly, but the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his feelings.
What do you mean by "nervousness is normal"... your tone doesn't have a hint of nervousness! Ohira Reon silently complained in his heart.
"Eh~ Is that so?" Tendou obviously also noticed this as well. He smiled even more, and under Aotori's puzzled gaze, he walked back to the warm-up area.
Speaking of nervousness, Aotori's current mood wasn't even as tense as when Shiratorizawa faced Inarizaki in the Interhigh Tournament.
After all, Aotori had always competed with a winning mindset. Only that time did he step onto the court with a mindset of "losing." Even though he already knew the "predetermined" result, it made him even more nervous.
It was like a criminal being told when they would be killed, but being informed in advance.
Aotori chuckled softly. He squeezed his wrist. That match was truly tormenting for him. If not for the bet with the goddess of luck...
...Wait a minute.
Aotori's expression turned strange. He remembered that regarding Spring High, he still had a bet with the goddess of luck, right?
It's been so long, he almost forgot... He chuckled softly, stood up, and routinely did his stretches and warm-up exercises.
He had done these moves countless times in his previous life and now, so much so that they were as natural as walking or drinking water.
