Volleyball: The Time of Resonance

This is Yinchuan Mianye's second time joining the Yinju Volleyball Club.

The boy with curly black-brown hair let his braid, which was tied behind his head, come loose and casually swung it around.

He had thought that daily training without a coaching club would be more relaxed... but he never imagined it would be this casual.

Standing on the concrete ground, Muraka Mori casually waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "This is what Coach Nekomata asked us to do when he came back. You all have experience playing volleyball, so you can train on your own after running 3 kilometers."

Yinchuan Mian also turned her head to look at Guzhua Moyan, it seemed that the cat had been gone for a while.

A lone claw grinds and sighs.

If it were a junior high school, Mushroom Cat would be more willing, because the self-training after the daily training is practically equivalent to not having to train at all.

But now it's high school, and the most important thing is that there's Kuro. Kuro won't let Kenma slack off so much.

"Senior, may I have the key? After your training is over, I'd like to take the new students to measure their physical data."

Kuroo Tetsuro, who had wanted to take measurements yesterday but was refused, inquired.

"Hmm? Okay, I'll do it for your sake."

Kuroo Tetsuro's smile looked very sincere, but Ginkawa Mianya saw a hint of gritted teeth in it.

"Don't let the first-year students enter the indoor volleyball court until we finish training," Murakamori added, tossing the keys to Kuroo Tetsuro.

It's so hot... I feel like there are flames burning next to me.

Yes, it's Yamamoto the Tiger engulfed in flames; he looks like he's about to explode.

Yinchuan Mian also looked at her toes, adopting an indifferent attitude towards these things.

I'm having lunch with Xiao Hei today, and I don't want to eat meat...

You can only eat one piece at most...

"Hey, stop spacing out!" Yamamoto, nearly exasperated, reminded his colleague, who had been so sharp yesterday but was now acting like a complete idiot, "Go for a run."

"...Oh." Yinchuan Mian paused for half a second before responding, then ran forward with perfect form.

Kozuma Grinding slowly, dragging his body which always felt incredibly heavy, and started running behind the others.

Yinchuan Mian, who was running in the middle, also turned around curiously and glanced at the third-grade student.

They had no intention of running; instead, they gathered together and headed towards the volleyball room.

Kuroo Tetsuro and Yoru Eisuke, who had been warming up their legs and were planning to join the run, were called away, leaving Hisensei to start running alone.

Four outside hitters, two middle blockers, one setter, and one libero.

Shouldn't there be someone running alongside you in your senior year of high school?

Yinchuan Mianye's confusion lasted only a moment before she turned around and started her skill of running and spacing out at the same time.

Kozume Kenma looked at the people in front of him, maintained his own pace, and slowly ran at the back of the group. Hisense, who started later than him, easily overtook Kozume Kenma.

"...Running this fast, my stamina bar will definitely be depleted in the second half of the race," Kozume Kenma muttered to himself.

Yinchuan Mian was also the first to finish the race. Although Yamamoto Takeo was ahead of him for the first few laps, by the second half of the race, he had lost his strength and ability.

The reliable Mr. Long Black Cat wouldn't feel comfortable letting the new kittens run around outside alone, so he had them run around the volleyball court. This way, any changes in their teammates would be easily noticed by people nearby.

Feeling like she could run another three or four laps, the sheep stretched, sat cross-legged on the ground, and watched the resilient mushroom cat run.

"Yinchuan classmate..."

The voice came from behind, and the innocent sheep was almost startled and jumped up.

"...Senior." The little sheep, who had just been taught by the black cat mother yesterday to remember to use honorifics, paused for a moment.

"Ginchuan, you really like volleyball, don't you?" Matsuue Ichiji glanced at Ginchuan Mianya, who was still sitting on the ground and had no intention of getting up.

"...bu"

"The game last year was very exciting, it's just a pity you got injured. You deserve credit for your hard work, even if you didn't make any great contributions. It must have been very upsetting for the coach to put you on the bench for the next game."

"......" I don't like it, but I'm not sad.

They talk to themselves and it's very noisy.

Yinchuan Mian didn't want to talk to him either, so she turned her head and focused on watching her childhood friend run.

"I know how good you are. I can suggest to the captain that you be a starter. Yamada Ichiro was so rude to you yesterday because he was worried that you would take his position."

Doesn't this person who talks to themselves feel embarrassed? The sheep thinks the other person is noisy and wants to tell them to get lost.

"Substitute senior, is there something you need?"

Matsugami Ichiji's expression froze. "My name is Matsugami Ichiji. I'm a substitute simply because I don't want to switch to middle blocker."

"?" Yinchuan Mian also thought the other party was strange. If he was strong, why did he need to change positions to be in the starting lineup?

Have they become so corrupt that they rely on personal connections to get first place?

Two more passes to grind!

Yinchuan Mian also longed to see this place, solitary claws grinding and waving their claws.

"...Yinchuan Mianye, you're not willing to wait until your second year of high school to play, are you? Besides, there are so many outside hitters, even if you're a second-year high school student, you might not get to play."

Matsuue Ichiji lowered his head and stared intently at the absent-minded Ginkawa Mianya.

The sheep slowly spoke only when the person standing was about to lose patience and get angry.

"I'm fine with anything." I don't care whether I get on or off, or whether I change seats.

"The substitute senior might as well just say what he wants from me. There's no need for him to ramble on and on in a confusing way."

The sheep, taught by Xiao Hei to be polite, used honorifics to retort to its senior.

I dislike strangers, but I'm not afraid of them. (Grinning face - JPG)

Japan's seniority system cannot restrain sheep of foreign descent.

Lina Elimo, the mother, is not a gentle person, and the father is like a dead man for many years. The little lamb raised by his mother hates strangers, but he is not afraid of trouble and will not tolerate what he does not like.

"I can help you get into the starting lineup in your first year of high school," Matsugami Ichiji said reluctantly, reciting his prepared statement, "but you'll have to oust Yamada Ichiro."

Matsugami Ichiji had long disliked the arrogant Yamada Ichiro, but the latter became a starter after the original third-year students left, while he himself became a substitute in the pitifully small Otokoma volleyball club.

"...No need." The 14-year-old underage sheep was puzzled; the CPU was stuck halfway through its rotation.

There are only 13 people in the volleyball team, so why are they still scheming against each other?

There are no coaches here, so who are these well-behaved kids performing for? If they're unhappy, they should just fight. Murakamori doesn't seem like someone who can get things done.

Or is it that... the volleyball club's supervising teacher is some kind of amazing person?

The sheep shook his head to clear his mind and focused intently on the mushrooms in his yard; he looked a little dead.

"Yinchuan Mianye! You offended your senior...you don't want to know the consequences!" Having been humiliated time and time again, Matsuue Ichiji was filled with resentment and gritted his teeth.

"So what if you're a genius? You're still benched by the coach! If you don't want to play in the first year of high school, then you can forget about playing for the entire three years."

Little Sheep felt that this substitute veteran had an absurd feeling of his left and right brains fighting each other.

Yinchuan Mian straightened up from her cross-legged position and patted her pants.

At 1.75 meters tall, Yin Chuanmian was about the same height as the other person. She ignored his incessant chatter and increasingly excited expression and walked straight past him.

Encountering a strange senior colleague, feeling helpless.

"Matsugami-senpai," Kuroo Tetsuro appeared at the door, "it's time for training."

The long, black cat walked forward and spotted the sheep hiding in the corner, blocking Matsushita Ichiji's view.

What is Matsugami Ichiji trying to do?

Matsugami Ichiji glared at Kuroo Tetsuro and walked towards the volleyball room. Kuroo Tetsuro followed behind him, casually handing his water bottle to his childhood friend who had just finished running and was about to turn into dried mushrooms.

"Don't sit still, walk around."

"Mmm." Kozume smacked his lips and fell onto Miya, the other's fluffy hair brushing against his face, making him feel a little itchy.