𝐼𝑚𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑡 | 𝐻𝑎𝑖𝑘𝑦𝑢𝑢

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"Now that introductions have been made... come here all of you, you insufferable brats," Ishikawa-san said to the team. The older man starter to walk away from the group of teenagers and the third years looked at each other and nodded.

"Okay... one," [Name] started.

"Two..." Daisuke continued.

"Three." Sousuke finished it.

"Welcome to the volleyball team of Kaisei Academy, we are honored to be your teammates!" Everyone bowed to the first years and shouted a warm welcome to them.

"I love this team already," Kamiya said quietly as he smiled at all his upperclassmen and the coach. In his old junior high his previous team wasn't this friendly or polite, this is a very nice change.

"Yeah me too." Kuroda agreed, this team looks like a family, strong and confident but also helpful and nurturing.

"Oh, man! I'm so happy right now." Kawasaki yelled at his fellow first years.

"I can't believe I forgot my dad works here- this is embarrassing," Ishikawa Yūki says as he tries to hide his face in his white tracksuit. Everyone else laughed at him and his face just got more red.

"We're honored to be a part of this team! Thank you for this opportunity!" Fujimori yelled as he bowed to his upperclassman, the other first years followed his lead.

"Now that everyone is acquainted... let's talk about the training regiment," The Coach said as Hitoshi moved a whiteboard toward him.

"As you may know Kaisei and Fukurodani have a good relationship and we have a lot of practice matches with them- their vice-captain, Akashi Keiji is the one who makes sure they have time to go and practice with us, Daisuke here is the one who helps me with that" The Coach grabbed a black marker and began to write in the board.

"We also meet with Hagetaka and Nekoma often so make sure your free days don't have any important events because these teams are gonna have a lot of practice matches with us." The older man continued to write stuff on the whiteboard with the marker, a lot of dots with names above them to give the younger players an idea of what they would be seeing in an actual match in the near future.

"This is the official lineup at the games." He stepped out of the middle and everyone saw the lineup.

Arima | Yamashita

[Last name] | Mizushima

Akiyama | Yamazaki Hiroshi

"[Last name], Arima and Akiyama are the strongest defenders and offenders of this team, that's why I put them on the back of the court... The Emperor, The Knight, and The Shield will protect you from the opposite team so you can focus on attacking the other team. Got it? Great." Ishikawa-san said as he erases the drawings, lines, and other things he wrote with the marker.

"Our training regiment is simple, [Last name] and I take notes on your current skills and together we find out the weaknesses you have and we'll help you hone your skills to perfection and turn your weaknesses into your strongest points! [Name] over here- come here you bastard-" The older male called the (h/c) male and [Name] just rolled his eyes at him, the way their Coach calls them bastards may seem harsh but he doesn't mean harm in any way, shape or form. It's just a weird way of showing his boys how he loves them, Coach Ishikawa is a little... emotionally constipated.

His son can confirm this statement.

"I'm here old man- oUCH-" The black-haired man with a few gray hairs claims not to have punched [Name] in the head.

"Shut up. As I was saying, [Name] and I take notes on your skills, and then we'll give you a special training schedule to do at home so you can relax and go slow or whatever... it's designed to improve your stamina." He finished as he saw the first years giving him their undivided attention which made him chuckle.