Karasuno's Mangers: Little Ukai and The Runaway

31: Why Is She A Manager If She's a Setter

Emiko and Mirae were dumfounded. They had been around the school twice now, they had asked everyone, they even spammed text messages, but their first years were missing.

"How hard can it be to find two boys standing at seven feet each?"

"Takita's 6'0" Mirae frowned, "and Shoji is 5'10."

Emiko stopped walking. "What the hell do they feed these kids?"

"I mean if you ate a properly balanced nutritional meal as their parents fed them, you'd probably be around my height."

"Which is?"

"I'm 5'7."

"Lucky," Emiko sighed heavily. "Sadly, I don't have parents. I had to feed myself gummy bears and ice cream sandwiches. Those were my all you can eat buffets."

Mirae's face scrunched up. "I don't understand how you're alive. At this rate, you should have diabetes and a heart condition."

"I probably do."

She shrieked as she ran away, Emiko hot on her heels. She chased her around the trees until they came to the parking lot at the back of the school. Shoji was dribbling a basketball between his legs. On the far left, Takita was lying down on the grass with his eyes glued to his phone screen.

"What are you two doing here?"

The basketball bounced off his foot and rolled away. They looked up.

Emiko pointed at Takita and grinned, "Okay, that's a mood but we're at a training camp with four really good schools. Let's go and practice with their players."

"I'm tired."

"I don't want to."

Mirae huffed, resting her hands on her hips. "You're not tired yet, I know the stamina you two have."

"Plus, hello, I baked you guys those amazing energy bars with the chocolate chips! Those things were packed with energy."

"They were really good," Takita agreed. "But I don't want to practice anymore. Hey, can I get those fritters you promised me?"

"What if I come to train with you and after you can get the fritters?" Emiko walked over and grabbed his arm. She struggled to raise him to his feet. "I'll even try blocking with you."

Mirae picked up the basketball. She turned to Shoji and smiled. "The last time I played Basketball I jammed my fingers badly. I've got more luck with volleyball. So, what do you say? Can I set for you?"

Shoji took a moment to think about it but eventually he nodded. The four of them fell into step as they made their way back towards the school gymnasiums.

Emiko dragged Takita into the second gym as soon as she spotted Kageyama and Hinata practicing with the members from Nekoma.

"Couldn't we practice with them too?"

"We could," Mirae shrugged as she continued walking down the pathway. "But Nekoma specializes in defence. If you play with them now you'll just get frustrated. You have some obvious weaknesses."

"I know you mean that in a nice way, but it sounds mean," Shoji grumbled.

They walked up the steps into the third gymnasium. Surprisingly, only a few other people were there.

"Hi Akaashi-san," Mirae waved. She quickly changed into her indoor shoes and walked in. "Do you mind if we join you? We'll only need a quarter of the court so Shoji can practice his spikes."

Akaashi wiped a bead of sweat off his face. He glanced up. "Sure, it won't be a problem."

Akari turned around when she heard two new people enter the gym. Her eyes settled on the spikey haired first year from Karasuno and she felt her heart beat quicken. She dropped the volleyball she was holding and ran towards them.