Before becoming a pro, Ushijima Wakatoshi had another good thing going for him.
Uta Iriye was someone with a habit of talking from morning until night, a person with a kind and sweet disposition. It must have been a surprise to everyone how the two...
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Most of the alumni were present for the reunion that Shiratorizawa held every couple of years for those who have graduated out of the volleyball team.
It had been four years since they graduated high school. Most of the third years from that time like Semi, Yamagata, and Tendou have freshly graduated from university and have great careers set ahead for them. Ushijima, obviously, had been training hard to keep up with his volleyball club. His season was over for now, but he kept up his training regardless if it was on or off season.
"Oi, oi, oi! Miracle boy, Wakatoshi!" Tendou greeted eccentrically and took the only open seat left in the table. They didn't expect any less of him, but tried to avert their eyes from everyone who was watching as the red head made a scene to salute his team.
In a table it was the star team that fought against Karasuno. Ushijima, Tendou, Semi, Yamagata, Goshiki, Ohira, and Shirabu sat in a table with loads of different meats and vegetables going around the table.
"Fashionably late, nothing has really changed I guess," Semi pointed his chopsticks sarcastically at Tendou.
"Time is relative Semisemi! All of you were always early to practice, so me being late balanced the odds!" the red head shrugged.
"That's never an excuse for being late! All of us waited for you to start eating! And stop calling me that!" Semi began to place meat in the burner.
"Well who asked you to?" Tendou dug into a bowl of rice.
"If by some things never change you mean the fact that the two of you don't ever stop bickering then you'd be right for the first time," Shirabu sighed.
"Still got a smart mouth. You been beat up by anyone yet?" Semi smirked.
"No, as a matter of fact, I have not been beat up, and I don't think I plan on it either," he stated firmly. It was nice for everyone to see that he was still the same old snarky boy as ever.
"Anyway," Ohira stated rather loudly to interrupt a further argument, "I'm glad to see you all. I know we see each other on breaks and such but this reunion is rather nice as well."
Ushijima kind of just heard background noise. He was so hungry while waiting for Tendou to arrive that all he was focused on now was finding the right moment for a good slab of meat to be cooked to his liking.
"So how's volleyball going for everyone who is still playing?" Tendou asked.
"Season ended alright, I'm getting more adjusted to this Division 1 league, my talents are being well exploited," Goshiki conceitedly brushed hair out of his face. He still had the same bowl cut he did in high school. Maybe he might have looked cooler if it wasn't for that haircut.
