I'm really weak|haikyuu

55|soulmate

Then, the last member of the extra training, Kobayashi Aotori, came. Lev breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand and shouted:

"Me! Kuroo-senpai! I want to practice more too!!"

"Huh?" As if puzzled by Lev's enthusiasm, the next moment, seeing Yaku suddenly turning back and glaring at the latter, Kuroo understood what was going on.
"Well... but we are indeed short of one person, because Kenma refused to come for extra practice no matter what. He was even more reluctant when he heard that he would have to face Aotori's serve." Kuroo said with some trouble.

The next moment, under Lev's pleading gaze, he snorted and laughed, then shrugged helplessly: "Yaku, please count the points for us."
Lev clenched his fists and celebrated secretly.

Yaku looked at him helplessly, then nodded: "Okay, but let me try the first ball first."

"Try what?" Lec looked at Yaku in confusion, who was obviously talking to him.

Yaku crossed his arms and looked around, his gaze landing on Aotori who had just put away his baseball cap and was sitting in the corner waiting for them to finish their discussion:
"Let Aotori serve the first ball, and let me try to catch it."

Kuroo raised his eyebrows in understanding, an unfathomable smile on his face.
You know, when watching the finals of the IH National Competition before, after seeing Kobayashi Aotori serve on the court, Yaku had been obsessed with receiving his service for a long time.

Of course Lev agreed with this matter wholeheartedly. After all, his real purpose was not to practice more, but just to avoid Yaku's devilish practice.
If possible, he would be happy if he could always guard the scoreboard.

"Well, if you want Aotori to serve you, just stay in the libero position." Bokuto came up immediately, blinked his big eyes, and reminded him at this time:
"Because Aotori will definitely serve the ball in the direction of the libero!"

"So handsome!!" Hinata clenched her fists with starry eyes.
Yaku beside him narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted: "'libero killer'? I have heard a little bit about it."

At this moment, Kobayashi Aotori didn't know that Kuroo was not satisfied with just tricking him, and was now trying hard to create some non-existent personality for him.

Aotori, who was walking leisurely, warmed up a little and stretched his muscles which were a little sore from sitting for an afternoon.

After feeling his condition had recovered, he reached out his hand to smooth the hair on his forehead. At Kuroo's instruction, the two sides, six people, were divided into two teams.
On one side are Bokuto, Akaashi and Aotori; on the other side are Kuroo, Hinata and Yaku.

Although Bokuto shouted that he "also wanted to receive Aotori's serve", Kuroo refused with the reason that he "had been treated unfairly several times".

...If you want to reject Bokuto, just reject him. Why are you looking at me with such a resentful look?

So why did I feel inexplicably bad for agreeing to Kuroo's unreasonable request this morning?

As expected, I am too kind and cannot do something that is double-standard.

But it's true, if it weren't for the persecution on the first day that made him realize that he must never agree to extra practice on someone else's court, otherwise he would have completely turned into an emotionless serving machine.