Volleyball: The Time of Resonance

"Mianye, you're not a cat bug, you're heavy!" Kuroo Tetsurou almost vomited his soul after being hit by his childhood friend.

Yinchuan Mian was half-dead and continued to cling to her childhood friend.

Coach Nekomata... Coach Nekomata, were you like this before?

Her light blue eyes were misty, and her whole body was screaming with soreness and exhaustion.

Everything was normal today, until they arrived at the volleyball club. The long-awaited coach, Cat, assigned everyone a lot of tasks, but singled out the poor big sheep.

......

"Your predictions are excellent," Coach Nekomata continued, "and your observation skills are good too. But sometimes, just knowing where the ball is going isn't enough." He patted Miya's arm, "Here, you need the strength to stop the ball."

Over the next half hour, Yinchuan Mian also learned what "extra training" meant.

Coach Maoyou had him do a variation of push-ups, where his palms didn't touch the ground and he supported himself only with his fingers. When he was exhausted, he would then use a medicine ball to make a passing motion.

......

Lying on a coffin lid, vomiting souls (JPG).

Actually, none of them were much better off. Coach Neko had obviously watched all of their previous matches and was well aware of their shortcomings.

The training we provide is all targeted.

But......

Kuroo Tetsuro and Ginkawa Mian also collapsed to the ground.

Physical training is so painful...

On the first day of school, everyone's souls dragged their tired bodies home slowly, and they slept soundly through the night.

The next day, I went to school with an even more aching body, and dragged my almost numb body back home.

Day 3......Day 4......

Fortunately, the cat trainer knew about Kuzan Grinding and did not arrange excessive training for this cat who could not accept too much physical training. The training was stuck at the line of almost developing a fever but not developing one.

One week after the start of the school year, Yinchuan Mianye rested his head on Kozume's lap, breathing heavily and rapidly, while the boy with the bob haircut leaned against the wall with his head down, his breathing shallow and almost nonexistent.

The other members passing by didn't even have the extra energy to observe the two people in the corner.

Yamamoto Taketaka, looking like a walking corpse with lifeless eyes, passed by two people and sat down nearby.

It's over, it's finally over—

After a short break, Lone Claw Grinding, his mind was blank. After a while, a daily task finally appeared.

Hmm... there's one game I haven't checked in for yet.

He reached into the bag next to him, took out his phone, and patted Yinchuan Mianye's head reassuringly with his other hand.

The phone lit up, and Kozakatsu thoughtfully turned off the volume.

After a long while, Yamamoto Taketaka, on the verge of death, suddenly sat up, muttering to himself about wits, and struggled to stand up.

"Thud!" A tiger tripped over its right foot and fell to the ground. Before Yamamoto Tiger could even cry out in pain, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something strange out of the corner of his eye.

...?!

A person was curled up in the shadows of the corner, head down and motionless, their half-length hair covering their entire face in a mess, making it impossible to see any outline.

A cold, white light emerged from somewhere on the ground, barely outlining a thin, pale chin. The lips were as pale as paper, and the jawline was stiff and rigid, without even a breath.

"Sadako...Sadako!!!" Yamamoto Taketora screamed and scrambled to his feet.

Startled, the two cats looked in terror toward the source of the screams.

With his hair all sticking up, Kozume murmured, "You...you must have something wrong with your eyes!"

Startled, Yinchuan Mianye sat up abruptly from her childhood friend's arms. "...Where is Sadako?"

Still shaken, Yamamoto Taketora breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, there was no ghost. He didn't care about the sarcastic remark and instead retorted, "Kenma, you're so conspicuous like that. Your long black hair makes you look like a ghost!"

Its golden eyes were wide open, perhaps its brain had been eaten away by the grueling training, as it earnestly asked, "Am I really that conspicuous?"

"Of course!" Yamamoto Taketora nodded with absolute certainty.

The sheep in Yinchuan, unaware of whether something was conspicuous or not, chose to remain silent, having no concept of this.

Kozume Kenma fell into deep thought, and his hand unconsciously grabbed the other's hair, pulling him close to his chest. The curly-haired sheep obediently snuggled against him.

Yamamoto Taketaka patted his heart and wandered off to another place.

Kuroo Tetsuro, who returned with news of the training match, missed this moment.

Coach Nekomata and Coach Naoi gathered the kittens together to inform them of the practice match against Tomi High School next Tuesday afternoon.

After IH, all the regular members of the high school senior team left the club, and they are in a period of adjustment. Coach Nekomata accepted the training match invitation for two reasons: first, to see the recent results, and second, to understand the current strength of the opponent.

Jingtashan High School won the championship in the IH National Tournament, which means they do not need to participate in this qualifying tournament.

They will directly participate in the top eight of the national spring high school competition, saving a spot for the Tokyo region.

The Tokyo Spring High School Qualifying Tournament will be allocated based on the results of the IH Qualifying Tournament. If Tomi High School's strength does not decline significantly, they will meet Otokoma in the Tokyo Spring High School Qualifying Tournament.

Kuroo Tetsuro, who already knew about this, noticed that Kozume Kenma, who was usually very serious, was distracted, and his curiosity was immediately piqued.

After disbanding, the three of them cleaned the volleyball hall as usual, and then went home as night fell at 8 pm.

Kuroo Tetsuro walked up to the mushroom cat who was playing a game and spoke casually.

"Is there anything you want to tell us about grinding?"

"?" Kozume Kenma pondered for two seconds with a puzzled look and shook his head.

"no."

"Huh? But today when Coach Nekomata was talking, I noticed that Kenma was spacing out."

Yawning, Yinchuan Mian, who was following closely to the left of Guzhua Mojin, also raised her eyes.

"Ah...it must be because of Tiger. He said that Mojin's hair is very eye-catching, and it's black like Sadako's."

"Hmm." Kozume nods.

"Huh???" Three question marks appeared above Kuroo Tetsuro's head. Why was the black hair so eye-catching? The polished hair style was also normal.

However, these doubts couldn't stop his sudden idea: "So, what are you planning to do about grinding?"

"Go get your hair dyed on your day off," Kozume said slowly, with a slight hesitation in his voice.

Won't dyeing your hair make it more noticeable...?

"Sure, how about I go with you?" Kuroo Tetsuro asked enthusiastically.

"Okay, what about Mianye?"

"I'll go too, I've never seen anyone dye their hair before."