I am floored to see that Spark has such a tremendous amount of readers! This kind of support really contributes to my motivation to write more, and here we are with 24 chapters already—! Please continue to support me with love/reviews, and I promise you all that each chapter will be more thrilling than the last. Thank you!
On another note, are any of my readers anime artists/cartoonist? I would love to see your take on what Tomoko looks like if you're interested~ Or, I can give you a description as well. Or maybe there's a particular scene that you love et cetera... Am I wishing for fanarts? Hehe, maybe... /bricked.
Enjoy!
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"It's rare of you to call me out this late at night," Riko addressed the person waiting for her below her apartment complex. She looked up at him, "So what's up? Are you nervous because the preliminaries are around the corner?"
Hyuuga let out a scoff. "Of course not," he said, looking at the brunette as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He noticed the length, "Say, your hair's getting longer."
"Ah, yeah. I decided not to cut it until we're in the National Tournament," Riko chuckled. "Don't let my hair get long, Hyuuga. It's annoying."
She had let it grow as a prayer—a promise—to herself as well as letting it be some sort of reminder to her team.
"...Alright," the bespectacled captain promised with a grin. He looked up to the night sky; it was calm, much like he was for the upcoming battle. November 7th will be the starting mark of the preliminaries and it was just a blink of an eye away...
"I've done everything I can. The only thing that's left is to give everything I have."
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what lurks behind the door
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Balancing the spinning ball on his left arm, Kagami was able to perfectly maneuver it around his non-dominant hand with ease and was even able to show the team some tricks he's picked up during the learning process. No longer did he struggle with using his left hand; using it came as naturally as using his dominant one.
"You're getting pretty good with your left arm, Kagami!" Furihata commented with awe. The redhead nodded proudly.
"It's been easier to eat with this hand, too!"
"...Yet, you still can't sleep the day before a tournament, huh?" the brunette first-year pointed out, seeing the tired red veins running through the redhead's eyes. "You look terrifying as ever."
Meanwhile, standing by the other second-years, Teppei looked completely rejuvenated with a good night's sleep. If it was visible, the team swore they could see rays of sunshine and flowers emitting from the tall center.
"Why are you smiling like that? It's creepy," Hyuuga narrowed his eyes with disgust.
"Ah, sorry~ Don't let it bother you," Teppei smiled happily as ever, unaffected by the captain's insult. Besides him, Koganei rubbed his chin with a knowing chuckle as Mitobe glanced over to them.
"I know what it is, Kiyoshi!" he unzipped his basketball jacket to reveal the new design. "You're excited because we have new uniforms, right?"
"Huh?" Teppei looked down at his own uniform with surprise. "Are they really?!"
"You're telling me you didn't notice?!"
Riko sighed with a happy resign at her team's antics and called for their attention. "We'd better get going. Is everyone here?"
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