[volleyball] you look delicious

In the final practice match, he still lost, and Yinju only won one game in three games.But the barbecue trip was not canceled (just changed the title of the dinner from celebration to condolences).

Under the pincer attack of Yamamoto Tiger and Heiwei Tielang, Lone Claw Grinding was forced to sit in the barbecue shop.The charcoal grilling fire mixed with the aroma of meat fat, the noisy conversation and the colliding beer mugs, this is an ordinary and street corner of Tokyo under the night.

Grinding the Lone Claw doesn't have the habit of playing games while eating (it's neither polite nor healthy), so he's sitting on his seat and pinching his fingers boredly.The teammates next to him were talking about taking orders. When asked what he wanted to eat, he thought about it and ordered a radish salad.

The barbecue restaurant is run by the manager's family, and the business is very good.Not long after their manager led them to sit down, they ran into the back kitchen, put on their aprons and came out to help.Lone Claw rubbed and propped his chin, his eyes followed the girl's swaying golden ponytail loosely, like the beautiful tail feathers of a bird, flickering under the light.It wasn't until the meat they ordered came to the table one by one, that the other party sneaked over and sat down, and he lowered his eyes and looked away.

The boys who were still replaying today's game were immediately attracted by the beautiful beef texture.Mikawa Tamali smiled secretly when she saw this, picked up the tongs and put the meat on the grill next to each other.

"Everyone worked hard today, eat more."

"Oh! Thank you, manager!" This is Tiger Yamamoto who is about to ascend to heaven happily under the double pressure of "meat" and "meat roasted by the manager himself".

"Those who didn't play should not be eligible to eat the first plate of meat, right?" This was Heiwei Tielang who beat the whole audience.

"Shouldn't those who didn't play take the initiative to be in charge of the barbecue?" This was Weifu Yejiu who had played two games.

Yamamoto Tigers, who didn't play at all, died.

"What are you two doing, are you bullying the newcomer?" Mikawa Tamari glared at the two of them.She knows that the tablemate loves and hurts others, but what happened to Yejiu (Heiwei: No, Yejiu's mouth has always been so poisonous).

Flipping the shiitake mushrooms, Guzhuo said coolly, "Shouldn't you be the newcomer, Sanchuan." After all, he was the last to join the club.

An eye knife flew over.

Just like at the Humei Gymnasium, the new manager glared at him with puffy cheeks, his white skin wrinkled into a pleated bun.

"So you are bullying newcomers now!"

Lone Claw Grind opened his mouth, stared at the other person's face for a second, then closed it again.He thought, maybe girls have a racial talent for being self-willed, which makes it impossible to refute.

"Oh, Rei! Is this the member of your volleyball club!"

A hill suddenly looms behind the girl.

Tama Rei's father, Mikawa Osamu.

Seeing this, the boys all put down their chopsticks and got up to say hello.

"I'm giving you trouble!"

"Sit down quickly." The man should be 190 cm tall, with a strong physique and a sense of oppression.But when he spoke, his tone was unexpectedly easy-going and funny, "My Li Jiang, she has no athletic ability since she was a child, and she has never passed the physical examination (Domali: Dad, why are you telling them this!), and now you have joined the volleyball club " He laughed, and rubbed his daughter's head with his big hand, "You must be good children, so please take care of her."

Immediately afterwards, the voice changed.

"So, boys, does Rei have someone she likes, and does she have a date at school?"

"dad--"

"Oh, Rei is shy."

"Come on, go back to work!"

When Tamari pushed him away, Mikawa Osamu secretly turned around and winked at the boys.

"Then I'll go back first, eat more, boys, you're welcome!"

"...I always feel a little subtle." Ye Jiu Wei Fu said awkwardly, "Just now I almost misunderstood that Sanchuan's father is a social person." After all, he is tall and strong, and the two arms under the short sleeves are full of tattoos , Don't mess with me, I'm super fierce, I didn't expect to be easy to get along with.

"Last year, on the parent's visit day, my uncle was stopped by the guards from entering the school." It wasn't the first time Tetsuro Kurobi met Mikawa Osamu.Picking up the tongs, he reminded, "Okay, don't talk about it, the meat is almost mushy."

When Mikawa Tamali came back, the plate on the table was already empty, and the beef tongue and diaphragm that had just been put on the grill were bubbling with oil.Seeing her sit down, Yejiu Weifu handed over the bowl full of meat, "I don't know which part you like to eat, so I kept a little of each."

Wow.

Because the people often bring their teammates to the store for dinner, Mikawa Tamari is very aware of the meat-eating posture of boys of this age-the dining table is both a battlefield (it is not an exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to become mature), especially a group of sports boys.She blinked in surprise, "I like that I'm not picky eaters, thank you Yejiu."

Weifu Yejiu bared his teeth and smiled, "Everyone left it for you together."

I forgot who started it, and said to remember to leave some for the manager first.A group of lads endured the hunger, one chopstick and another chopstick, one piece of meat piled on top of another, and a small mountain was formed out of exhaustion.A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a simple and enthusiastic mind, is like the rippling waves in the morning sun, clean blue and pure white.

Sanchuan Tamali was baptized by the refreshing and clear waves.Looking at the heavy food bowl in front of her, she pressed the corners of her lips, but she still couldn't hold back a big smile.

Picking up the drink, she said firmly, "I will continue to work hard in the future and become everyone's reliable backing!"

The teenagers didn't expect that it was just a trivial matter, and their manager was so moved that he clenched his fist and swore an oath.But the bright smile is the most contagious, and the boys who are in their youth also hold up the juice——

"Oh!" "Come on together!" "Yinku, FIGHT!"

There are not many members attending the dinner party today, three in the second grade and three in the first grade. Including Dumori, there are only seven members in total.They are familiar with each other, and don't mind the school age gap (Domali: I don't mind that I am a senior), the atmosphere is relaxed, and the topic of conversation is naturally going around volleyball.

"Senior Yejiu is so handsome today! I thought I couldn't save the balls!"

"Yejiu is really in good shape today."

"Hey, I also think I can see clearly today. Well, it's rare to be able to play, so of course I want to perform well."

Except for Black Tail Tetsuro, who was the starter, the rest of the people present were all substitutes, but——Tamari Mikawa, who was sitting on the coach's bench, bit his chopsticks and thought, "I heard what the teacher said there, and Yejiu and Yejiu should be able to do it next." Grind and play more."

"Eh!" "Eh..."

Same sound, but in a completely different key.

One excited, one repelled.

"What are you doing, grinding!" Yamamoto Tiger was the first to catch the eye, and directly locked his throat to serve, "Are you still dissatisfied with being able to play in the game!"

Today's Lone Claw Grinding was so exhausting that he gave up struggling, and said, "I don't want to, I'll leave it to you."

"Why? Isn't it good to play? I really want to play."

"tired."

"Are you tired? Today's seniors have done a good job in the first pass." Through Heiwei Tielang, Hisense also understood the style of Lone Claw Grinding.He thought, if the first pass is done well, wouldn't it be much easier to grind the type who likes the in-place second pass?

"Of course the first pass is very important. But it can't just be done well."

Lone Claw Grinder pokes the remaining half of sweet pepper in the bowl with his chopsticks, his eyes are half-closed and he looks a bit sleepy, and even his tone of voice drags, like a feline with a full belly trying to find a place to take a nap, "Every time you smash the ball They are all picked up by the opponent...although most of them are chance balls, but it will be very tiring."

The current Yinju has a fairly solid ability to catch the ball, which is obviously a powerful weapon, but the seniors in the third grade think that this is enough-it is enough to keep the ball from falling on their field.

Although this is true, but in a sport like volleyball, shouldn't you try your best to let the ball fall into the opponent's field?

Just like the purpose of collecting equipment in the game is to kill the boss, not to prevent yourself from being killed by the boss (although protecting yourself from being killed is also part of the purpose).

There is no unyielding determination to kill when smashing the ball, and it doesn't matter if you always think that the attack fails, just catch the ball and start all over again.If it doesn't work once, pick it up again, there will always be a certain time.

"How should I put it... Rather than pinning my hopes on the opponent's mistakes, I prefer to dig out the opponent's mistakes." Then continue to make mistakes.

The black-haired boy raised his golden eyes, a straight line formed in the center of his pupils, his eyes were quiet, and he spoke in a straightforward manner.

"I don't like to do idle work and pass the ball to boring smashers."

So, get it?

……

In the noisy barbecue restaurant, the sound of punching at the next table seems to be clearly attached to the ear.

"It means, let's sharpen our claws and teeth, right?" After a brief silence, Heiwei Tielang leaned back against the back of the chair, raised his eyebrows, "Well, since the "brain" says so Now, it’s only up to you to do it, right everyone——”

Lone Claw grinds helplessly, "What is a "brain" and what strange things are you thinking about, Xiao Hei. "

But the voice was too low and was immediately covered by Tiger Yamamoto——

"Isn't it natural! I'm going to be the man who will become the ACE of the sound horse!"

"Practice your defense first and then talk."

"...Yes, Senior Yejiu."

"Then it's time to practice serving. You must master bunt and high ball."

"Oh! That's a good idea!"

It's hot.

Mikawa Tamari blinked, looking at a table of boys who seemed inexplicably excited (even Fukunaga Zhaohei, who was always quiet and introverted, took the initiative to join the conversation).

She glanced at Lone Claw Grinder who was sitting across from him. Ever since he heard that he was going to join serving training after school, the black-haired boy had a complicated face.If I have to describe it, I think I found NEKO sauce as a new toy, but after biting down on it, I realized it was my own tail.

However, remembering the unpretentious and straightforward words just now, she murmured softly, "... So, grinding is S?"

Lone Claw, who only heard an ending sound, tilted his head in doubt.

The author has something to say:

Yes, A and S.

Make up a chapter full of private settings, and everyone will be healthy.And the teenagers originally planned to raise funds to go to Sanchuan's house to eat barbecue (sorry for free food), but the girl from Sanchuan gave Yizheng "my brother has brought their baseball club to eat at home for two years, what are you embarrassed about?" Verbally refused.Afterwards, Mikawa’s barbecue restaurant also became the cafeteria of the Yinkoma volleyball club. It’s [-] yen with unlimited refills of meat and drinks.