Volleyball: The Time of Resonance

While supporting the spitting-out Bokuto-senpai with one hand, Akaashi Kyoji said helplessly to the arrogant Kuroo-senpai, "Don't always tease Bokuto-senpai, Kuroo-senpai."

Kuroo Tetsuro continued to laugh mischievously, "How could that be? I'm just stating the facts, but this does indeed prove that Bokuto-san is very strong."

Kotaro, who had been spitting out his soul and whose legs were weak, was instantly revived and struggled to jump up and pose.

"..." Faced with the truly disobedient senior, Kyoji Akaashi, whose filter was gradually shattered, sharpened his eyes and released his grip.

"Smack!" A soft wooden rabbit landed on the ground.

The coaches standing at the front of the team witnessed the whole farce.

Naoki glanced at Anro, who seemed completely unconcerned. The young man thought to himself, "This is the coach of a top volleyball school."

Actually, it's because I've already lost face completely by accepting Mu Tou these past two years, so I've gotten used to the dark side :(￣⊥￣)

What can we do? Kotaro Bokuto is indeed very strong. He's just a child at heart. Let's just spoil him.

Each school's warm-up routine is slightly different.

The team members from Ikawa High School were warming up, their movements were synchronized, and everyone's expression was focused and calm. Their captain stood at the front of the team, whispering something to another team member, occasionally nodding and occasionally making gestures.

The atmosphere was more lively on the other side, with the Moriran High School team on the other side.

Unlike the wooden rabbit's noisy antics, their captain was speaking loudly and waving his arms, making the surrounding team members laugh.

Yinchuan Mian also habitually looked around, and finally shrank himself and Moyan into the middle of the group.

Actually, I wanted to stay at the very back of the team and grind away: ㅍ_ㅍ

Yinchuan Mian didn't recognize all the schools, so when she saw other schools' teams walk by, she silently memorized the color of their uniforms and marked it with a big question mark.

Once all the teams had finished, everyone finally stepped into the stadium.

"Wow, it's huge!" Yamamoto Taketora couldn't help but exclaim as soon as he entered.

"Sukuni I," Fukunaga Shohei replied.

The stadium was larger inside than it appeared from the outside, with rows of lights hanging from the high ceiling, making the wooden floor shine.

Fine dust floated in the air, along with the mixed smells of floor wax, sweat, and rubber balls, as six standard courts lined up in a row.

Nekoma was led to the far right of the field, and Naoi clapped his hands: "Everyone, twenty minutes of free warm-up, then we'll start the basic pad passing practice. Kuroo, please."

"Yes!" Kuroo Tetsuro stepped forward.

......

Since there was no training for matches, after some basic training, the coaches divided the outside hitters, middle blockers, setters, and liberos into groups, breaking up each team so that they could exchange skills based on their specialization.

The training camp will last for a total of 7 days, and the coaches are not in a hurry.

After exchanging pleasantries with the other members of the middle blocker team, Kuroo Tetsuro picked up Mianya, who was scattered on the edge, and began to give him instructions.

"How was your first training camp experience?"

Kuroo Tetsuro fiddled with Ginkawa Myaya's arm and asked.

"It's only been half a day..." Yin Chuanmian said hesitantly.

You seem a bit off today. Are you feeling unwell?

A familiar rubbing sensation came from her head. The sheep, who wasn't used to hiding things, paused for a moment. "My knees have been hurting since I woke up in the car."

Is it serious?

"fine."

......

Coach Anlu raised an eyebrow in surprise, "The relationship between the seniors and juniors in your team is quite good."

Naoi Manabu glanced at him and understood immediately. "Not at all, they've been childhood friends since they were little."

"I thought only your setter and middle blocker were linked together," Coach Fukutani joked.

"Haha, it's great that you have such good teamwork."

The coach of Senran High School stroked his chin, feeling that the kids wouldn't be able to communicate this way, and then he had an idea!

......

"It's very simple. Two people form a team. One person simulates offense and defense, and the other person blocks. The attacker can spike, drop the ball, or tap it, but must give a warning in the action. The blocker has to say what warning they see and then react."

The middle blockers from various schools looked at each other, then at Coach Senran with blank expressions.

Of course, apart from the students who were stern, the two students covered half of their faces with their hands.

Ah... this is a game they created themselves at school, yes, it's just the two of them.

Coach Senran certainly wouldn't let this opportunity pass, and his two middle blockers gave a demonstration for everyone.

At first, we were all acquaintances and assigned to the same group.

"Look at my shoulders," said Tetsuro Kuroo. "When I spike a straight shot, my right shoulder will turn forward a little more; when I spike a cross-court shot, my left shoulder will move first; and when I drop the ball, my center of gravity will shift backward."

The boy with black hair and red clothes took a running start, jumped, and swung his arm, but just before hitting the ball, he suddenly pulled back his strength and gently pushed the ball over the net.

The ball traced a low, flat arc and landed near Yinchuan Mianye's feet.

"In this way, my center of gravity doesn't shift forward at all, and my elbows aren't fully open. If you only look at my arms, you'll be fooled."

Yinchuan Mian saw it clearly: "Xiao Hei, you glanced at my right side before you jumped."

Unsurprisingly, her childhood friend could see it clearly: "Yes, that's it!"

"This is something I just mastered. I didn't expect it to be seen through so easily?"

"No, Xiao Hei is very capable."

Later, people who weren't familiar with each other were grouped together.

The student from Senran High School scratched his cheek, feeling that he was being a bit unfair, since he often played this kind of game.

"Lob ball".

"smash."

"Cut-off shot".

"The thug is out of bounds."

Wait, wait a minute... The students of Senran High School became increasingly confused, and even in their subsequent actions, they offered absolutely no clues. But—

"spike."

"Lob ball".

"Lob ball".

Sweat streamed down their faces in large beads, and the students of Senran High School were completely dumbfounded.

He was completely out of sorts when it was his turn to guess, and eventually the coach, who couldn't stand it anymore, switched him to another group.

From then until lunchtime, the scene on the middle blocker side was as follows:

Yinchuan Mianye guesses the ball correctly—Yinchuan Mianye gets them all right—The opposing middle blocker is questioning their existence—The opposing middle blocker plays terribly—Substitution—Yinchuan Mianye serves—The opposing middle blocker guesses normally—The opposing middle blocker can't see Yinchuan Mianye's movements—The opposing middle blocker plays—Yinchuan Mianye guesses the ball correctly—The opposing middle blocker is questioning their existence...

Sakuragi Michiichi marveled that he hadn't misjudged the first time, "This is truly an incredibly monstrous ability..."

Kozume Grinding: ...Why are you talking to yourself?

After sighing, Sakuragi continued to pass the ball, which accurately hit the bottle in front of the net.

"Great, I only have 4 left."

Purely due to laziness, there are still 6 Kuzan grinding stones left: ...

I suspect the other person is showing off, but I have no evidence.