Volleyball: The Time of Resonance

The bananas are very sweet.

Yinchuan Mianye chewed away, her cheeks bulging, then looked at her childhood friend, then at the banana, and joined the banana-eating army.

Kuroo Tetsuro, having confirmed that neither of the two cats showed any signs of being unhappy, continued his battle with Bokuto.

What happens when a regular volleyball player encounters a block that they can't beat no matter what?

Yinchuan Mian also carefully observed Mokuto Kotaro.

Frustrated and doubtful? Becoming anxious and stressed? Or filled with resentment and anger, hesitating about your jump timing and arm swing, easily falling into your opponent's defensive traps...

Kotaro Bokuto did indeed appear frustrated and easily swayed by his emotions. However, when faced with this playful, restrictive blocking, his competitive spirit was surprisingly strong—

In this situation where one person blocks against four others, he can still score a considerable number of points.

—Intentionally hook the outside of the opponent's blocking hand, causing the ball to bounce and fly out of bounds, resulting in the opponent "blocking out of bounds".

Instead of directly attacking the strongest middle area of ​​the blocker, aim for the two sides of the blocker's side and hit the gap with a "small diagonal" or "straight line".

—When the opponent jumps with all their might to block the spike, suddenly switch to a light lob, lobbing the ball behind the blocker or into the center of the court.

—At the moment of contact, by changing the wrist, the ball is "swept" or "squeezed" over the blocking hand, changing the ball's flight direction.

...Why was he able to display such amazing skills in a seemingly ordinary, casual match?

It's not that Yinchuan Mian can't use such skills, but he simply doesn't think of them normally.

He doesn't consciously think about what kind of ball can score faster and more efficiently.

He would jump straight if possible, and diagonally if possible. He would only think about the next step after he had jumped to the highest point and seen the ground.

Kotaro Bokuto is like this most of the time, but in a few seconds of a game, he will dodge or jump over the net as if he suddenly foresaw the future, which is a different way from his usual habit of opening with strength.

With the last bite of banana still in his mouth, Kozume Kenma turned around in confusion to look at the boy who suddenly started rummaging through his phone and opened a video recording.

Kozume Mamoru didn't say anything, but silently moved his head closer.

It's a match between Otoko and Itayama, why would Mian watch this?

Watching the guy with black curly hair suddenly leap high above the net.

Yinchuan Mianye's heart skipped a beat.

In those crucial few shots, Sakusho Seishin not only saw through himself, but also predicted all his actions in those few seconds.

What kind of feeling is this?

"Wataya?"

Kozume called out to him in confusion.

"Grinding, can you predict what other people will do next?"

"If there is enough information, it can be predicted." Kozume Kenma was even more puzzled.

Yinchuan Mian also blinked her blue eyes.

Oh, this reference point won't work; the intelligence of the grinder (Fingertip Universe) is slightly higher.

After swallowing the banana in its mouth and resting for a while, the sheep stood up under the increasingly strange gaze of the millstone.

"I want to join them."

"?" Kuzan grinded in silence, trying to decipher the sheep's series of actions—deciphering failed—this item was determined to be unreadable.

"Um."

Kozume Kenma remained seated, turning on his game console under the blue gaze.

Mian can do whatever he wants. He is an independent person. As long as I know he is not lost, there is no need to ask so many questions.

......

While intently trying to torture Kotaro Mokuto, Kuroo Tetsuro, whose hand was aching from being hit, suddenly noticed a small brown curly hair moving toward the edge of the net.

Kuroo Tetsuro raised an eyebrow, his right hand gripping his left wrist and rotating it in a circle.

"Does Mian want to come and play too?"

Many of the noisy crowd turned their attention to the cat in the red team uniform.

Yinchuan Mian hesitated for two seconds before nodding and stepping into the middle blocker's formation.

When Sakuragi Michiichi saw Nekoma's kids coming over, he decided to leave. Too many people on the middle blocker side wouldn't be fun, so he decided not to join their game.

"Sakuragi-senpai?" Ginkawa Mian also called out, and the young man who made room for him obediently stood in front of Bokuto Kotaro.

"You guys keep playing. Niou was just urging me to go back."

"Mmm." Yinchuan Mian nodded, her curly hair swaying back and forth.

"Your hair's gotten long," Sakuragi Michiichi said with a smile. "If you don't want to cut it, you'd better wear a headband, otherwise it might hurt your eyes."

Yinchuan Mian also tilted her head, was that a hairband? The kind girls use to tie their hair?

Noticing that the other person's hair was tied in a tuft at the back of their head, Sakuragi Michiichi added, "It's a sports headband," and then waved and left.

Having understood, Yinchuan Mian turned around and saw her childhood friend with black hair deep in thought.

"Well, your bangs are a bit long." Without hesitation, he placed his sweaty hand on the sheep's head and rubbed it.

Yinchuan Mianye: ......

The game continued, and Kotaro Bokuto not only displayed his volleyball skills but also his vocal prowess.

Until they were face-to-face, closer to Kotaro Bokuto, the noise that made them want to forget their hearing swept over them like waves.

Why would someone shout out the name of every single ball, and then explain the reasoning behind it after scoring...?

Kotaro Bokuto, do you know you're acting as a coach in the dark?

Another ball opened his hand, and he felt the swelling and pain in his palm and wrist.

Yinchuan Mian also looked around and found that everyone seemed to take it all in stride.

Upon returning, Akaashi Kyoji and Ginkawa Wataru, who had been consistently setting the ball for their ace player, also made eye contact.

Seemingly sensing the other party's confusion, the composed setter said:

"Since I've decided to train with Bokuto-senpai, I'm probably prepared to be disturbed."

Yinchuan Mianye: Wow, he means... wow.

Yinchuan Mian also discovered that the opponent was incredibly powerful and had a lot of unpredictable factors involved.

Wood Rabbit's ability to reproduce is stronger than that of most high school students, but it is a bit lower than he expected.

Perhaps it's this feeling of secretly studying while everyone else is playing that's perfect for learning.

Yinchuan Mian also got hooked without realizing it.

It wasn't until the coaches came looking for them that everyone, exhausted, finally collapsed onto the floor one by one.

"Are you idiots?" Yoru Eisuke, who had already finished showering, put his hands on his hips and looked disapprovingly at the two long cats sprawled on the ground.

"Yes," Kozume said calmly.