Aoba Johsai 6-3 Mesunojagā
Sure they were losing, but not for much longer. L/N stood at the sidelines, a #6 in her hand. Omori turned to her senpai before making her way over. "Good job." L/N praised, a warm smile on her lips.
"Thanks. Good luck." Omori returned the smile as she took the #6 from the older setter's hands.
"Finally! I thought you'd never join." L/N had been making her way to her position when a male voice interrupted her. "Glad you could join the party, princess." L/N turned to see none other than Oikawa, one hand gripping the net as a smirk played on his lips. "But I doubt it'll be a very fun party. Even the thought of you beating us is just a pipe dream."
A dark chuckle escaped L/N's throat as she walked closer to her opposing setter, staring him down. "Oh, is that so?" As she got nearer she took note of his hand gripping the net. "You're even dumber than you look."
"Oh, am I? Because it seems to me that the dumb one here is the one that decided it'd be a good idea to go up against the boy's teams, princess."
L/N grabbed his hand, practically lacing their fingers together, and gave it a tight squeeze, not enough to injure him at all but enough to leave a temporary pain. "Oh yeah? We'll see about that." She let go of his now red hand and turned away to walk to her position. "Oh, and by the way." She called back, turning her head only slightly as she paused in her tracks. "You shouldn't be so cocky. It makes you an easy target." She turned her head so she could look him in the eye once again, seeing his smirk had disappeared with a frown in its place. But as soon as she noticed, it was back.
"Don't worry about me, princess. I'm good at squishing bugs."
L/N turned away, her smirk instantly disappearing when it was out of sight. What an arrogant bastard. I can't wait to see his face when he gets crushed. She knew she was getting to him too; each "princess" got more venomous and less patronizing as the interaction continued.
Oikawa got ready to serve after a short scolding from Iwaizumi for trying to start a fight. Mesunojagā got ready for his monster serve, ensuring they were prepared for anything. The ball drifted in L/N's direction. Of course. Get the setter to touch the ball first so they can't set. Good plan. But not good enough.
It would be difficult, but not impossible. L/N got into position to set, taking both teams by surprise. Uchida and Fukui got into position to spike. She glanced behind her, sending Uchida a small wink.
That's too obvious. She must be sending it to the #4! As soon as L/N tilted her hands in Fukui's direction, Oikawa yelled. "#4!" All the blockers ran and jumped towards Fukui, making L/N smirk. A few milliseconds before the ball touched her hands, she changed course. With inhuman speed, she tilted her hands behind her and sent the ball to Uchida, who successfully spiked it, missing the libero by miles.
Aoba Johsai 6-4^ Mesunojagā
A smirk played on her lips as her team scored. She'd almost forgotten what it felt like to overcome a challenge. Oikawa stared at her, his eyes wide. She allowed her arms to drop by her sides as she tilted her head until it rested on her right shoulder, the smirk still apparent on her lips while a menacing look resignated in her eyes and pierced through his soul.
"Don't underestimate me."
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ok I've updated 3 times today so enjoy your small spam. I'm gonna go do some (bad) drawings of Mesunojagā's main members so you can get an idea of what they look like
peace out losers
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Fanfiction[creds to whoever made the cover art] ~~~~~ A smirk played on her lips as her team scored. She'd almost forgotten what it felt like to overcome a challenge. The opposing team's setter stared at her, his eyes wide. She allowed her arms to drop by her...
