[volleyball] you look delicious

In Tokyo in April, the temperature rises, and the streets are full of cherry blossoms, urging pedestrians to take off their winter clothes and take to the streets to feel the temperature of the spring breeze.Lone Claw, who entered high school, went to school with Black Tail Tetsuro after a long absence.He yawned with his schoolbag on his back. Yesterday he bought the newly released expansion pack, sneaked up all night and cleared the game.

Seeing his sleepy face, his friend raised his eyebrows knowingly, "Hey, it's only the first day of school, you're so unmotivated, do you still have the energy to come to the volleyball club this afternoon?"

"Xiao Hei, it's so noisy." He muttered, stretched out his hand to pick up the pink petals that fell on his collar, slightly raised his golden eyes, and said, "Now is the recruiting period." Don't expect him, a rookie, to go to the volleyball club to report every day.

"Well! Idle is idle anyway. Besides, we haven't played together for a year!" Heiwei Tielang ignored his rejection, stretched out his long arms, strangled his neck, and laughed heartlessly , "Let's play a game after the entrance test is over today!"

"...Am I playing ball with the ghost this weekend?"

"Just the two of us throwing balls at each other, does that count?"

Obviously, his scores in Mandarin are not bad, but Lone Claw Grinding has struggled to win against Black Tail Tie Lang since he was a child. He was speechless for a long time, and could only say dryly, "I don't want to go."

The two black-haired teenagers argued all the way to the school gate about whether newcomers should participate in the ministry training during the recruiting period.The silver signboard of Yinkoma High School stood silently beside them.

"Grinding."

Suddenly, Heiwei Tielang stood still.Under the sunlight, the boy's unruly short black hair glowed with a light golden halo.He fixedly watched Gu Claw grinding, raised his eyebrows, and smiled.

In the melodious wind.

"Welcome to Yinju."

There is undoubtedly buzz around the bulletin board on the first day of school.Tall and short people crowded together, looking for the class with their names.Lone Claw Grinding was less of an annoyance, after all, he had a good friend who was tall, clear-sighted, and warm-hearted.

"Ah, I see. You are in a group. The first classroom on the right side of the corridor, just go through this way." Relying on his height advantage, Heiwei Tielang stood on the periphery of the crowd and found his friend's name within a few seconds .

"Understood." Lone Claw replied, just about to say goodbye when he heard, "Oh, sister Sanchuan!"

Mikawa Tamari was carrying a box of konjac, standing under the cherry tree, chatting with friends whom she had not seen for a long time.Hearing someone calling her, she turned her head and saw that it was Tielang Heiwei, with a strange face standing beside her.The strange face was also looking at her, but with just one glance, he immediately looked away after seeing her looking at him.

Biting her mouthpiece, she dug out a name in the memory box.

"Good morning, my deskmate." Waving goodbye to her friends, she walked up to the black-haired boy who had been at the same desk for two semesters, and pouted at the slender figure, "Is he the grinder?"

"That's right." Black-tailed Tetsuro with one hand on his hip, and Sanchuan Tamari watching the back of the lonely claw grinding away, the expression on his face... Sanchuan Tamali blinked, "Wow, it's scary, it looks like a trick has succeeded. "

The black-haired boy who was a head taller than her raised a lazy smile, "What does it mean to succeed in a trick, please replace it with a plan, thank you."

"..." Sensing the sight behind him, Lone Claw gritted the corner of his mouth, quickened his pace and flashed into the teaching building.

There is no difference between the entrance ceremony of high school and junior high school. Perhaps it should be said that the first day of the new semester is almost the same. It is nothing more than the steps of class placement, orientation, self-introduction, and setting goals for the new semester.When the bell rang for the end of the last class, Lone Claw Grind was a little slower to pack things up, and was blocked by Heiwei Tielang at the door, and was forced to report to the volleyball club.

After tying up his shoelaces, the black-haired boy squatted on the spot and couldn't help but sighed. Originally, he planned to postpone the application until Thursday and Friday.But now... Tilting his head slightly, the young man's eyes were half hidden behind the slipping short hair, and he looked around the entire venue silently, passing by the shaking figures one by one, and finally bumped into the steady and sharp eyes of the old man.

It's cat and coach.

Lone Claw lowered his eyes, avoiding staring at each other.

It looks like the body is still in good health, he thought casually, it's pretty good.

Most of the first-year freshmen and some second-year freshmen's club activities are basic exercises and responsible for cleaning the venue after the end of the day-this is arranged by the minister, and it is also the rule of the Yinju Volleyball Club (hearing this, the lonely claw standing in the queue Grind and close your eyes slightly).But besides that, Black-tailed Tielang would pull his lonely claw to grind every day after the department work, and two second-year students would do extra two-on-two practice.

This meant that they needed to clean the arena twice (because they practiced secretly behind the backs of their third-year seniors), and the short boy's mouth was so pouted that he could hang oil bottles, but there was nothing he could do about it.

After practicing like this for three weeks, on the way home, Heiwei Tielang suddenly said that he wanted to play a formal game, the kind that won two out of three games.

"You and Yejiu are also familiar with each other during this time, it's time."

As the tram shuttles through the city, the setting sun appears and disappears between the gaps in the buildings, casting a rich orange color on the inside of the carriage.Lone Claw has no interest in grinding, leaning against the car door like a boneless cat.He glanced down at the game forum and calmly pointed out that this proposal was not practical.After all, they themselves couldn't invite volleyball clubs from other schools to play games, and the coaches and supervisors would not immediately let him, a rookie, play in the practice games arranged by the department.

After a pause, he understood who his friend wanted to invite to fight.

"Three-year students won't agree."

There will be no reward if you win, and it will be embarrassing if you lose. Those people will not do this kind of thing.

The uninspiring sound of the entrance signal sounded, and the two teenagers squeezed out of the tram along with the crowd.Standing on the platform, Heiwei Tielang straightened his arms and made a stretch, let out a breath, looked at the night sky, and smiled.

"Don't worry, they will agree."

In the evening of the next day, Mikawa Tamari took the completed application form and pushed open the gate of the gymnasium.

"Excuse me, I'm Mikawa Tamari from the fourth group of the second year. I want to apply to be the manager of the volleyball department. Please give me your advice."

The venue was quiet for a moment, and then exploded with noise.The teenagers said something to each other, amidst the noise, the third-year student felt someone pat him on the shoulder, turned his head, and a harmless smiling face came into view.

"Beauty manager, I've come here according to the agreement." Heiwei Tielang, whose height exceeded 1.8 meters [-], did not bow his head, but lowered his eyes slightly, in a condescending posture, and reminded with honorific words, "Now it's up to you to fulfill the agreement Yes, seniors."

Both the coach and the supervisor were present on Friday (Coach Maomata only came to the school guidance department on Monday and Friday), and he readily agreed to the practice match application for the juniors to challenge the third-year students, but——

"Only two rounds."

The silver-haired coach sat on the folding chair with a smile, calmly and kindly looked at the young boys standing in front of him like young poplars (oh, except for one exception), "Just order as soon as you can, Sarah, let's start warming up." .”

"Yes!"

"Student Mikawa, right?" Turning his head, Coach Maomata looked at the girl standing beside him, "Have you ever worked as a manager of a sports club before?"

Mikawa Tamari shook her head, "Not at all. I used to join art and photography departments." Probably because the other party's tone of voice was too approachable, which made her feel kind, and she was very relaxed, "Is it okay if you don't have experience, teacher?" ?”

"Well, experience is all accumulated. The volleyball club welcomes newcomers to join." Coach Maomata still smiled, but his temperament changed as soon as he opened his eyes, and his whole person suddenly became sharp, "I'm just worried about Mikawa-san Can you persist, after all, it is a room full of smelly and dirty high school boys."

"And the manager has to participate in morning training, and extra training on weekends. You must understand the playing habits of all members, and always pay attention to the physical condition of each player. Help them, support them, and become a solid foundation for this group of children on the field. Backing - these, can you do it?"

I thought it would be easy to join the club (because Tetsuro Kurobi told her that the volleyball club had no manager for four years), but I didn't expect such a solemn and encouraging word to come.The calm heart suddenly flew up, like the waves of the tide——the encouraged Sanchuan girl clenched her fists, and her hairy hair shook energetically.

"Yes! Although I am not yet competent, I will try my best to become a qualified manager and do logistics for everyone!"

"That's enough." Coach Maoyou smiled kindly like a lucky cat.He stood up and patted Mikawa Tamari on the shoulder, like a kind elder at home, "Then, welcome to the Yinkoma Volleyball Club, Tamari."

"Yes, please give me more advice in the future!"

Mikawa Tamari is a man of action.

Although he initially agreed to join the volleyball club because the other party helped her buy red bean buns for a semester (the famous product of Yinkoma, limited supply every Wednesday, very delicious).But she must fulfill her responsibilities in her position. She spent her spare time looking for Weifu Yejiu (the two are classmates now) to supplement a lot of volleyball knowledge. She also bought a new notebook and sneakers, and followed the Naoi supervised side study.Although it is not yet possible to provide professional help, the work of cleaning up the locker room, arranging team uniforms, and distributing towels is very skillful and neat.

Hearing the praise from the coach and the supervisor, the Sanchuan girl who was squatting on the floor to record her high grades just raised her head, the hair on her head shaking, "I have been helping out at the barbecue shop at home since I was a child, so these small things are no problem." The recorded results were handed over to the two teachers. She rolled up her sleeves and made a cheering gesture, "Then I'm going to pack the towels."

The sound was as crisp as a freshly picked apple.

Looking at the back of the girl leaving briskly, Director Naoi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "I remember when I was in high school, my dream was also to have a beautiful manager."

Coach Maoyou didn't even look up while holding the record sheet, "Shouldn't my dream at that time be number one in the country?"

"Ah ha ha……"

Not only Director Naoi recalled his yearning for a beautiful manager in high school, everyone in the volleyball club also clearly felt the extra girly fragrance in the stadium.

Probably no one would hate having girls applauding after a good serve or a successful block... No, there are.

Lone Claw Grinds thinks he probably won't get along with the new manager.

"Why didn't Momo-kun call me senior sister?"

On the first day he joined the volleyball club, the opponent squatted next to him with his knees in his arms, tilting his head and asking questions.

"I'm a senior, right?"

"..."

For a while, he didn't know whether to remind the other party that they were not familiar enough to call them by their names, or complain about the phrase "I'm a senior, right?"

Mikawa Tama Rei.

This name is not unfamiliar, and it is often heard in Heiwei Tielang's mouth.

I will help to record the class notes, and I am willing to copy the answers to my neighbors during the exam. At the end of the semester, I will organize the test sites and review materials and share them with the whole class.He never refuses small favors such as receiving water, exchanging duty, and bringing things to the welfare agency.With a cheerful personality, he is a schoolmaster who has no airs at all.It has been No. 1 in the school magazine "I want to be at the same table with TA" for three consecutive semesters. It is very popular in both boys and girls circles.

But for Lone Claw Grinding, it all boils down to—

Very troublesome.

The girl has blue eyes with shallow pupils, like the rolling waves of a summer beach.He was less than half a meter away from him at the moment, and he turned his head uncomfortably, and stood up with his palms propped up at the opportunity when the supervisor asked all the staff to gather.

Before leaving, he dropped a sentence in a low voice.

"I am older than you."

……

"But I'm a second-year student, so it's not wrong for Momo-kun to call me senior."

After finishing the work, since it was the same direction to go home, Mikawa Tamare, Gone Claw Grinding and Black Tail Tetsuro went to the station together to board the train.

It was less than six o'clock in Tokyo, the moon appeared early, and the sky gradually changed from colorful purple to quiet blue.The girl turned her back to the tram tracks, and the wind continued to lift the skirt of her school uniform.She puffed up her cheeks and complained to the two boys in front of her.

"But it is also true that you are more than a month younger than Grinding." Heiwei Tielang put his hands in his pockets and joked, "So let the freshmen call you senior after you become a third-year student."

"But...but..."

"Just give up."

Lone Claw Grinding, who had already taken out his handheld and started playing the game, didn't want to join the conversation, and pressed the buttons briskly with his fingers to hit the boss continuously.He didn't understand why the other party wanted him to be called Senior Sister, but.

"Why do you call me Grinding Lord?"

That couldn't be called a question, because the tone of doubt was so thin that it could be ignored.Mikawa Tamari blinked, and looked at Tetsuro Kurobi uncertainly. The other party only shrugged at her, while the questioner remained unchanged, still playing the game with his head down.

"Ah... because my deskmate kept calling "grind" and "grind" in front of me, so I followed suit.If it bothers you..."

"It doesn't matter if you call it grinding."

The boy snorted いや (it's okay) from his nasal cavity, low and light, like a cat licking his nose.The golden pupils quickly raised to glance at her, then lowered quietly again, staring at the reading on the screen.

"You don't need to use honorific titles, it sounds so strange."

They have already called him by his first name, and they still need to add a respectful title in a polite way.The young man curled his lips unconsciously, as always he was resistant to complicated interpersonal communication.

Mikawa Tamari was stunned for a moment, then smiled with eyebrows bent.

"Ah, I see, grind."

The author has something to say:

Why is the small volleyball still not popular qaq I’m so hungry, Mr. Yan, he’s so good, I can do it, Mr. Yan x In short, as long as you like small volleyball, then we are Jimei with different fathers and mothers!