Volleyball: The Time of Resonance

"Why???"

"Oh dear, didn't Kuroo explain this to you clearly? This is a Quirk-transformed version of the story," Daisho Yu couldn't help but say.

"Ha! Of course he told us, we already knew!" Feeling rebuffed, Kotaro continued watching angrily.

Kyoji Akaashi gave the other audience members who had been disturbed an apologetic look.

The girl in the old blue dress picked up a book from the table. "The princess will dance at tomorrow's banquet, and my lover will be there too. If I pick a red rose for him..."

"Ding ding—" Several lights suddenly lit up, and rows of people appeared behind the girl.

They walked back and forth in elaborate and beautiful clothes, and Yinchuan Mian, holding a bouquet of red roses, came to the center of them.

When Kuroo Tetsurou passed by Yinchuan Mianye, he even winked at him.

The blue eyes smiled slightly, which was clearly seen by the sharp-eyed audience in the first row. Some girls excitedly clenched their fists and waved them slightly.

The girl in the old blue dress turned around and reached out her hand towards Yinchuan Mianye.

That face is damn beautiful, damn it! So gorgeous!!

A boy borrowed from the vocal department makes his entrance.

The black and white dress with a small skirt said, "This is truly a loving couple. It's a rare sight indeed! I sing for love every night, and now I've finally witnessed love with my own eyes!"

Yinchuan Mian seemed not to see the hand reaching out to him, turned around, and walked into the depths of the stage.

The people around her, some standing and some kneeling, pretending to chat, started moving again, their movements obscuring Yinchuan Mianye's figure.

"If I could have a red rose!" cried the girl in the old blue dress, "I would pin it to my chest, dance hand in hand with him, his arm would be close to mine, and I would hold his hand tightly!"

The extras started dancing in pairs.

Since love transcends gender, and because some people genuinely don't want to be in close contact with unfamiliar people, Kozume Kenmo, who dances hand-in-hand with the little black hand, tries to minimize his presence.

I've been wearing shorts to exercise all year, but why do my legs feel so cold and insecure just because I changed my clothes...?

Why hasn't it ended yet after all this time? Why do I have to stand on this stage?

That must be the wooden rabbit, right? Does it know it's noisy?

"But he wouldn't dance with me because I hadn't picked a red rose for him." The girl covered her face and wept.

"Ta-da!" The lights went out, leaving only the one illuminating the girl.

The extras left the stage in twos and threes.

Kozaki Grinding walked ahead of the others at a pace comparable to a jog.

......

"Why is Kozume dancing with Kuroo?" Numai Kazuma asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Oh right, why?" Kotaro Bokuto chimed in.

"..."

Numai Kazuma: Although I know your name is Bokuto Kotaro, are we acquainted?

General Yu narrowed his eyes, and a wicked idea popped into his head: "You can ask Lone Claw later."

"Oh! Great idea!"

Kyoji Akaashi glared at Admiral Yu, then his head began to throb.

"I really want to take a picture with them. Are all the volleyball team members this handsome?" A girl in the front row whispered to each other.

"It should be fine. The drama club usually keeps the lead actors for photo opportunities."

"I prefer that one... the one with the deep neckline."

"I understand you! I like him too! He's the captain of the volleyball team, and he's only a second-year student, that's amazing!"

"Wow, that's awesome! I heard the volleyball team did really well this time!"

"They're in the top four in the Tokyo region! I saw the banner they put up last time, let's go cheer them on together next time!"

"Huh? Really? Okay, okay!"

"Damn it, is this their conspiracy? They actually resort to selling their bodies to gain support, it's outrageous!" Sato Tsuyoshi exclaimed indignantly.

His friend hesitated, then said, "No, I don't think it's that bad."

......

"Well, you're in a real hurry, aren't you?" Kuroo Tetsuro chuckled as he watched Mushroom Cat rush off the stage, nod to others in gratitude, and then quickly head to the dressing room to take off his clothes.

"How strange..." It doesn't feel good to be watched by so many people.

"I'm sorry, but if there's a next time, I'll tell them you won't be participating."

"It's not your fault. If I didn't want to participate, I would have just said so."

Kozume Kenma didn't look up at him and continued his great work of undressing.

Mushroom Cat's clothes are similar in style to Nightingale's, and the inner layer gives the impression of a very short dress.

"I shook hands with a girl... a cute girl..." Yamamoto Taketaka's face turned as red as a ripe red chili pepper as he stumbled into the locker room.

Beside him was Fukunaga Shohei, who was observing him with a curious look.

Aside from being a little shy at first, Yoruichi Eisuke didn't care about his outfit at all.

As he walked, he chatted with Hisense about who he had seen arrive at the venue.

Outside the drama club's venue, there were standees of several people dressed up.

The actors only had a little over a minute of screen time in this 90-minute play. With nothing else to do, they removed their makeup and went outside to watch Yinchuan Mianye's performance.

"Mian also looks like a prince." Yoruichi looked at the boy on the stage with a gratified expression.

She stands there like a beautiful ornament, not afraid of crowds at all, that's impressive!

The group watched as the Nightingale boy, the poor student girl, and many elegantly dressed girls dressed as trees danced gracefully.

......

"Their skirts look so heavy. It's amazing that they can dance for so long while wearing such heavy skirts."

"Everyone is very talented."

......

So why is he the only one still standing here when everyone else has removed their makeup?

Mian, who had refused the red roses from the female student, also held a bouquet of flowers and stood there blankly taking pictures with N people.

For the first time, he knew with such certainty that he was expensive.

So taking photos is an extra charge.

But I don't really like it. I'm so close to them... Are we even close?

Overcome with a playful impulse, Kuroo Tetsuro abandoned his adorable teammates and joined the long queue.

"...Maya, are you really not going to get angry with him?" Yoru Eisuke asked, voicing his deepest doubts.

"Probably not, Kuro-o is quite sensible," Hisense objectively assessed. "Mian might even be quite happy to see Kuro-o?"

"Okay—I understand," Yoruichi said, his teeth aching. "Childhood friend, tsk."

Whether they simply wanted to take photos or were more inclined to cause trouble, the members of the Sound Horse team stood in the back row of the audience and watched as familiar members from other schools lined up in a long queue.

They even waved generously when they spotted the members of the Sound Horse team behind them.

"I'm sure there are only a few idiots; the rest are just there to watch the drama unfold."