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Chapter 17: Chikara's shirt

My eyes widened. Just why? Why is the world like this? "Y/N?.." Yachi stated, her eyes moving towards her back where my eyes are glued onto. Oh crap, I feel my cheeks all heated up right now. Just why?

"What you frozen-..oh.." Misaki paused, glancing at me and at the rowdy and frozen Nishinoya holding a shirt in his hand with Tanaka holding a shirtless Chikara Ennoshita from attacking the poor Libero. "—what's so wrong-.."

"Chikara put some clothes on!" I yelled, turning around facing Misaki who gave me a dead poker face, followed by a face palm.

"Aish! Give me my shirt Noya!" Chikara exclaimed loudly, I heard cloth getting dragged and the sound of shoes slapping the ground as usual.

I slapped both of my cheeks using my hands harshly. I could still feel like I'm sinking into my own small legs.

I swear to god, I'm too pure for this, "So.." Misaki went on her knees, tilting her head to side with an innocent smile pasted on her face, "-You haven't seen him shirtless?" She questioned, blinking her eyes a few times.

I slowly look up to her, "Does action or reactions not speak for itself, anymore?" I responded, sarcastically of course.

Misaki's face really went down hill, I can't tell whether she's trying to hold in her laugh or does she really have an ugly smile for some moments.

"Oy, Nishinoya and Tanaka give him back his shirt!" Coach Ukai exclaimed loudly, slowly walking closer to me and Misaki with an embarrassed expression.

"U-Uh- L/N, do you need anything?" He asked.

"C-Coach! I-I just wanted to visit Chikara.." I added a giggle after, a huge crimson blush rushed on my cheeks. I could feel Misaki looking at me weirdly and it's not the best feeling if you ask me.

"Y/N!" Chikara exclaimed, adjusting his messy shirt. I could also notice how sweaty and tired he looks; I'm debating it's either because chasing Nishinoya and Tanaka around or maybe it's from practice, it's a pretty complicated thought. I grabbed my handkerchief from my pocket.

"D-Do you-.." I cut him off by wiping his sweat, an utter silence from both the gymnasium and the people around us was present. I know they're all practically staring weirdly but I'm kinda getting used to it.

I just wanted to see Chikara's face go all red and my mission is success.

I smirked at him, his hand moved up and touched mine where I had my hand froze on his cheek. I could feel my whole face heating up as his lips slowly formed into a genuine smile as always.

How fucking cute.

"Ahem, hello? I'm single? Please stop? And do this in private? Yeah?"

Thank you for your reminder Misaki.