[Kakegurui x Haikyuu! AU]
Featuring the ENTIRE Inarizaki team and of course Tsukishima (y/n).
Little did she know that these men were looking for some just like her: an outcast in her own family so they can use that against her.
Too bad no one will...
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Triple update bc I love you guys❤️
🚨Intense Chapter🚨
Reader POV
It's been a month since I escaped from those monsters.
Itachiyama was actually a great school to go to.
And the best part?
No student councils based off gambling.
"I was wondering if we should go on this interhigh trip," Motoya said as he pointed to a poster outside the assistant principal's office.
"Too many people," Kiyoomi mumbled beside me.
I ignored him and saw some first-years staring at me with curiosity.
I was actually supposed to be in the first-year classes, but my test scores proved that I could skip a grade.
Not that I was complaining!
I saw the list of schools attending and instantly shook my head.
"I can't."
"Why not?"
I was about to speak when Kiyoomi cut in.
"If she doesn't feel comfortable going, that's it. It's none of your business, Toya."
Motoya sweatdropped and placed his hands up in defense. "I was just-"
"It's fine," I interrupted them. "I just...bad shit happened at Inarizaki that I'd rather not re-live."
"That's fair. Now, was I supposed to bring my stuff to your place?" Toya asked Kiyoomi. "My mom said I was supposed to sleep at your place."
Kiyoomi frowned. "I'd rather not, but I suppose I should help you bring your stuff. Yeah, you'll be invading my house. Oh, and you'd better not show up without cleaning supplies since you tipped the floor detergent bottle and it spilled everywhere."
A month later....
We got to the campground in Hokkaido hours after checking in with the staff and other students going on the interhigh trip to Hokkaido.
I was set in a cabin with three other girls and they seemed nice enough.
I sat with them and of course Toya and Kiyoomi at dinner.
"The food isn't bad," Toya said as he tucked into his tempura.
"Not as good as (y/n) makes food..." Kiyoomi grumbled as he reflected on the onigiri I had made for the trip up to Hokkaido.
The staff guided us to an amphitheater to chat and listen to folklore.