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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ALTHOUGH AKAASHI'S THOUGHTS and considerations about Kobayashi Aotori are nonexistent, it is clear that his judgement is correct.
Kobayashi Aotori indeed finds it troublesome when Bokuto's ball reaches Shiratorizawa's court.
That kind of volleyball with both height and power is indeed something Kobayashi Aotori has never seen before. One must say, Bokuto always adds new experiences to his volleyball journey.
—With the sound of a whistle, both teams took the court. Surprisingly, even though it was the second set after the first set's outcome was decided, both teams still came on the court joking and laughing as if it were the first set!
The audience was embarrassed. Do these people even understand Spring High? Do they even understand the significance of the finals?!
Watching other matches before, even if they were not the finals, the players came on the court extremely tense. How could you be like this?! Do you think the national tournament is some kind of neighborhood gathering?!
In the Shiratorizawa resting area, the advisor, who had just breathed a sigh of relief after winning the first set, suddenly paused his smile. He sensed the cold, condensed atmosphere beside him and subconsciously put away his smile. He turned his head and looked at Coach Washijo beside him.
"...Coach? Didn't we just win?"
He looked at Coach Washijo's expressionless face, feeling the never-before-seen serious aura emanating from him, and couldn't help but ask.
"...Win?" Coach Washijo's slightly hoarse voice sounded. His eyes, as sharp as knives, looked fiercely at the court ahead. He suddenly sneered and said,
"Then why do you think the opponent's Fukurodani is so relaxed?"
"...This..." The advisor was momentarily speechless. He was naturally puzzled too. Initially, he wanted to explain it with Fukurodani's optimistic nature, but after Coach Washijo's question, he naturally understood that the rhythm on the court didn't seem as simple as it appeared.
The advisor's expression turned serious.
Indeed, he almost forgot; this was the Spring High finals! How could he view it with the mindset of an ordinary match?!
His voice also lowered, "You mean... the opponent still has something up their sleeve?"
Coach Washijo did not answer this time. His face, full of wrinkles, showed no trace of muddledness in his sharp eyes. He scanned the movements on the court with a stern expression.
If... he guessed correctly, the spectacular spiking "performance" by Aotori in the last set was probably an act forced upon him.
