Volleyball: The Time of Resonance

Yoru Eisuke watched with heartache as the ignorant boy was deceived by the cunning Gintoki. "Gintoki, do you think you're this exhausted right now? Whose fault is it?!"

Score 17:16 – Kozakatsu is in the lead.

It was Yinchuan Mianye's turn to serve again. He stood at the back of the service area and tossed the ball about 30 centimeters in front of his head with both hands.

So tired... Beneath that seemingly serious exterior, a little lamb is already lying flat on the grass in my heart.

"Good serve, Mianye!" Yoru Eisuke shouted, quietly changing his address to his name.

"Good serve!"

Shift your weight from your right foot to your left foot, pull your right arm back as far as you can, like a fully drawn bowstring, and then swing your forearm forward using your shoulder as the axis!

This isn't a simple choice between a jump float and a jump serve; Yinchuan Mian also thought that using a jump float with a sufficiently tired arm would greatly increase the chance of error compared to a jump serve...

The volleyball, with a deep whooshing sound, hurtled towards the left corner of the backcourt, a powerful jump serve with a standard motion, fast speed and a slight sidespin.

This is a ball that Yinchuan Mianye often serves; it's not particularly powerful, but it's fast enough!

Hisense quickly moved into position, jumped off the ground with both feet, stretched out and brought their arms together, and used their forearms to steadily lift the ball up just before it hit the ground.

"Well done, Kai-senpai!" Yamamoto's eyes lit up, ready to run for his run-up at any moment!

The angle of the two hands' underhand pass was perfect, and the ball flew neither too high nor too low towards the top of the setter's head, where the setter's claw-like hands were grinding.

The boy with the bob haircut had a relaxed expression; he had already guessed that Mianye would serve a jump serve this time, and had instructed Hisense to prepare the backcourt defense before the game even started.

Sheep's behavior is hard to understand, but easy to guess!

Kozume Kenma's position was already slightly to the right of the midfield. When he saw the ball coming, he crouched down slightly, held the bottom of the ball with his left hand, and gently pushed the side of the ball with his right hand, sending the ball to the attack point on the right side of the net with a one-handed pass.

It's happening again... Sweat drips down my neck, soaks into my collar, and I feel like pausing the game... This sudden interest in grinding out this round is just to bully me!!

Yinchuan Mian puffed out his cheeks, landed firmly, and quickly observed the ball to predict the passing route.

The wind whistled past my ears; even in an intra-team match, the preparation was meticulous.

While he might slack off, it's far from being lazy. Although he says he's not particularly interested in volleyball, he wouldn't have chosen to play if he wasn't truly interested, yet he's persisted all this time.

Yinchuan Mian also took a running start the moment he regained his footing, closely following Yamamoto Menghu who had started running.

Such stamina! The image of Yamamoto Takeo was reflected in Yinchuan Mianye's blue eyes!

The volleyball grazed the net and flew towards Yinchuan Mianye's half of the court, but Yinchuan Mianye's block was a beat too slow.

Blue eyes widened, only able to watch helplessly as the hand barely grazed the edge of the ball before it hit the ground.

We lost. This is the first time in the past few days that we've lost to a match where only Momo was on the other side.

The grinding technology is amazing; from now on, I'll be using my brain less and less.

OvO! So happy! (JPG)

Although there was a tiny bit of resentment, it flew away with the breath he had just exhaled.

His exhausted body made him gasp for breath, and as he looked at the scoreboard, a less-than-ideal thought popped into his head—

If I had known I couldn't win, I wouldn't have run so hard. If I had slacked off a bit, I wouldn't be so tired now.

—If Xiao Hei finds out about this idea, he'll definitely yell at me!! Hide it, hide it, bury it deep in the grass in my head and cover it up completely.

Yoruichiro, who was also trying to catch up with the ball, was distracted by a feint and failed to catch up for half a second. He then rested on the spot and discovered the listless, large sheep who was in a daze.

Forget about resting, thinking the brown-haired boy was upset about losing the training match, Yoruichi took a towel and water and slowly walked behind the boy, openly stretching his right arm and calling out the boy's name.

"Wataya!"

"Huh?" A brown sheep was startled and its fur stood on end, but because its fur was all wet, it went unnoticed.

"Snapped!"

Who is it?!

The sudden blow made him stagger forward two steps, a sharp pain shooting through his back. Yinchuan Mianye's eyebrows furrowed, his eyes fierce. He was exhausted, being punished, and now he had to be beaten!

Yinchuan Mian also turned around aggressively, wanting to fight the criminal.

The moment Yoruichi hit the target, he thought to himself: Oh no! I hit too hard!

The moment Yinchuan Mianye turned around, he held up the towel and water in front of the sheep's sky-blue eyes, trying to interrupt the spell.

With a cold expression, Yinchuan Mian also stared at the water: (▼he▼)

"Thank you, Yoru-senpai." It was a very mild grape juice drink...

Yinchuan Mian also really liked this water. After thanking them, she took the water and towel, completely forgetting what had just happened.

Yoruichi: You're really easy to coax. (Feeling guilty, touching his nose, looking away.)

Yinchuan Mianye had forgotten about the matter, but Ye Jiuweifu hadn't. He patted Yinchuan Mianye's shoulder earnestly and said, "I'm not afraid of what happened."

"Well, you're welcome, you're welcome!"

The short, free man's smile always has an infectious quality.

"Cheer up! So what if you were kited the whole game? I believe your stamina will definitely beat them in the future! Keep it up, Mianye!"

Yinchuan Mianye: ?

"..."

The brown sheep felt it had so much to say, but couldn't get it out, as if a ghost had covered its mouth; otherwise, why were all the words it wanted to say blocked?

That's a strange tone. Why do you need to cheer up...? I'm just spacing out. I only need enough energy; I don't want to train!

Yinchuan Mian also walked away flat, without saying a word, because a ghost had covered her mouth! OO

Yamamoto Taketaka noticed that it was raining overhead and poked a mushroom that was resting.

"Hey! Lodoss! Something's off with your friend! Are you angry because someone plotted against you?!"

The mushroom slowly raised its head and looked in the direction the other was looking. Sure enough, there was a listless little lamb moving slowly.

Kozume Kenma frowned slightly, grunted in agreement, and without hesitation got up and walked towards the sheep.

Mushroom wasn't moving fast either; the soreness and swelling made him very uncomfortable.

Yamamoto Taketora yelped, pulled Fukunaga Shohei over, pointed at Kozume Kenma, then at himself! His face was a mixture of disbelief and anger. "He just left like that?!"

Not even a thank you?

Shohei Fukunaga curled his lips into his signature "W" shape, "So eager to protect the sheep!"

"What weird stuff are you talking about? I'm talking about Kozume Kenma! You know Kozume Kenma?!" Yamamoto Taketora looked a little panicked.

"And what the hell is a sheep? Aren't we felines?!"

Yinchuan Mian also drank more than half a bottle of water, stretched out her legs, and sat on the bench.

A ray of sunlight lingered at his feet, and the sheep imagined it as a sword of light. A pixelated figure with an apple pie on its head drew the sword, raised it, and charged at the oncoming monster, activating its attack mode.

The lightsaber was swallowed up by the darkness, and Yin Chuanmian looked at the person who had walked over.

"What are you thinking about?"

It's grinding... OvO

"Thinking about killing ghosts."

"Huh?" Kozume Kenma used his last remaining strength to bend down and ruffle his hair. "A new game?"

Why haven't I heard of any ghost-slaying games being sold recently? Could it be the puzzle games from before?

"Perhaps?"

A game you imagine is a game too! Yinchuan Mian nodded in agreement.

The surrounding area was filled with the sounds of various people talking. Lone Claw sat down wearily, and a large sheep snuggled up to him.

"Grinding..."

"—So heavy." Kozume moved his body slightly, adjusted his position, and then let him press down on him.

Encountering a beautiful, cuddly sheep on the road, the hero's magical defense is beyond resistance despite all efforts—the hero's magical defense needs improvement.

Yinchuan Mian watched as the lightsaber that had reappeared gradually became blurry and slowly closed her eyes.

"......" I really wanted to just let the big glutinous rice ball stick to my back, but it was too heavy...

"Wataya?"

The glutinous rice balls on its back remained still.

A bewildered figure walked through the golden eyes of the lone claw.

The boy with the bob haircut, who had been waiting for a while without any movement, felt like he was about to collapse under the weight of the sheep's love. He reached out to push away the sheep's heavy love.

Just as he touched the sheep's shoulder and nudged it, Kuroo Tetsurou's voice came from above, "He's asleep."

Kozume Grinding thought for a second and said, "Little Black, pick him up."

Although I really like sheep, I'm hopeless once he wakes up.

A lone claw grinds a sigh.

Kuroo Tetsuro's eyes crinkled as he decided to take good care of the sheep, who was so sleepy he was delirious.

The black-haired boy sat down next to Yinchuan Mianye and pulled him towards himself.

The sheep, who had just fallen asleep, groggily opened its eyes and saw the familiar rooster-like head. Following the momentum, it leaned against the little black sheep, curled up, and planned to continue sleeping.

It's shrunk into a ball, isn't it?

Kuroo Tetsuro patted the sheep ball and complained, "You always look so miserable when you stretch. Is your flexibility this good when you're sleeping?"

The round sheep ball bulged out a corner and elbowed the little black guy who was talking.

"Maya-chan! Why are you so fierce!"

Kuroo Tetsurou held the sheep ball in one arm and rubbed the spot where he had been hit with the other.

He was furious and reached out his warm hand to rub the sheep's head in circles.

"We're leaving soon, and it'll be time to eat, so don't sleep too soundly."

Kuzan Grinding: So, Kuro, you didn't want Mian to sleep at all, did you?

"Little Black!" Yinchuan Mian was also furious, and in a fit of anger, she lashed out.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep!" With a smile and no hint of apology in his tone, Kuroo Tetsuro slapped his head harder, making a loud thud.

At this moment, the sheep, who should have been dreaming, was no longer sleepy. It stood up angrily and walked away from that annoying black cat!

Yamamoto Taketora's sudden roar interrupted the two men who were staring at each other.

Kozume Kenma: "Dinner's ready..."

Coach Naoki was on the phone; it was probably the guesthouse owner calling. Ordering food from a restaurant or taking out takeout was too much trouble, so Coach Naoki simply asked the guesthouse owner to cook three meals a day and call him when they were almost ready.

Kuroo Tetsuro: "Well~ Yamamoto's always so enthusiastic about eating! You two should take note!"

Black Tail Tetsurou led his men to assemble, one on each side.

"We'll have a practice match with Tomi tomorrow. The free training time remains the same, but you need to get some rest early when you get back tonight," Naoi Manabu reminded the active boys of this age.

Even though nothing has happened yet, such as people staying up late playing games during training camp, Naoi Manabu still gave him some instructions out of concern.

With such a high training volume, you can't afford to not get a good night's sleep.

"Ah!! Tomorrow is the last day, how come it's so fast!!!" Yamamoto Taketora covered his cheeks with both hands, looked up at the sky, and had a very regretful and sad expression.

Yinchuan Mianye: "?" If he remembered correctly, it was only 4 days in total.

For some reason, Kozume Kenma (the culprit, Kuroo Tetsuro) stood next to Yamamoto Taketora, gave him a disdainful look, and slowly and silently moved his feet away.

How embarrassing...

What you don't think about during the day, you'll dream about at night.

A beautiful, plump white rabbit hopped and hopped until it fell into a trap and turned into a skinned, flesh-colored rabbit, which appeared above a large pot.

In the dream, Mian blinked, and the rabbit fell into the pot. The plain water in the pot instantly turned into a spicy broth!

The rabbit cooked instantly, turning into a rabbit hotpot! The horrible rabbit hotpot boiled and surged, its purpose clear: to fly towards Mianye in the dream!

"I won't eat! Get away!!" The sheep screamed in despair, its eyes wide! It turned and ran, using both hands and feet, into the unknown forest—

A growing sense of foreboding intensified; the sound of a heartbeat echoed clearly in her ears! The aroma of the broth permeated the forest, but the sheep's mind conjured up the unbearable smell of blood!

"No! Don't! Go away! Don't come any closer!!"

The sheep ran as fast as it could, but a careless pebble suddenly flew across its path, bouncing haphazardly!

Bad rock!!

The black stone is triangular in shape, and the upright part looks very familiar.

The poor sheep couldn't dodge in time and fell headfirst into the ground!

The sheep, its two legs dangling helplessly above the ground, waited in despair for a long time, only to find that nothing had happened.

He cautiously opened his eyes a crack, and there it was—a huge cauldron! Hanging right in front of him!

"!!!"

"what!"

Yinchuan Mian was also startled awake and opened her eyes with a "whoosh".

Hisense, who was observing the sleeping team members, was startled when his eyes suddenly opened.

Even the usually composed person couldn't help but let out a low gasp!

"Senior Hai?" Yinchuan Mian also sat up with lingering fear, squinting to see clearly who had made the sound.

The others around were also awakened, and one by one they sat up stiffly or limply like zombies crawling out of the ground.

Yinchuan Mian looked around and found that Xiao Hei was not there again.

The unhappiness in her heart was brewed into a magic potion, bubbling and gurgling. Yinchuan Mian also pulled over the slightly dead living person next to her and rubbed him vigorously.

The mushroom, only two months older than the sheep, managed to muster a portion of its consciousness amidst its exhaustion and patted the sheep on the back—