Chapter 117: Shiratorizawa vs. Jozenji (1) Match Alert...

"Shiratorizawa serves first." Okutake came over and said. Misaki and Coach Xuehara couldn't help but sigh when they heard this, and looked at each other with a little helplessness.

Ouyue was the most relaxed one, and he even tried to comfort them, "It's okay, Xindu and I will work hard. He's been doing well in catching practice lately, hasn't he?"

Coach Xueyuan had no choice but to say, "Please, Chengzhi."

Misaki pushed aside the first-years who were still gathered together and clapped her hands. "Catch the next ball first, okay?"

Terushima gave them an OK sign and pointed to his back number with his back facing away. This year, he'd been given number 2, meaning he was now the vice-captain (a fact Terushima was proud of for several days). He tilted his head and forced a smile. "Of course, we'll just have to rely on winning the first game to get Shinichi-kun over, right, A-Arai?"

Tu Tang trembled: "...Don't add more tasks to me suddenly." To be honest, he felt a little nauseous now.

He was answered by the backs of the others. In short, despite saying something nonsensical like "I'm going to exchange Shinichi for Jōzenji," Terushima ultimately just winked at the other person as they bowed face to face.

The blue-haired setter on the opposite side was visibly stunned for a moment, which made Terushima feel a little better.

Among the first-year players, only he and Toyama played in the first game, plus the libero Doyu... After all, in the eyes of the coach, the second-year players were more reliable. Terushima thought to himself that it was no big deal, as it was good enough to be able to play volleyball.

And now they stared at No. 9 Shiratorizawa standing at the serving point, holding their breath, and carefully observing the serving method chosen by the opponent for the first ball.

Normally, Kenjo Shinichi would use a jump serve to scare his opponent, but he couldn't rule out the possibility of unexpectedly using a baseline floater. From what he saw, it looked like his opponent was using a sidespin shot before the start...

Ou Yue was standing in the back row, his thoughts scattered. When he saw the expression of his libero from the corner of his eye, his originally tense body relaxed a lot. The younger generation had worked so hard, he couldn't make any mistakes either.

When Tutang came on the court, his nervousness disappeared. After all, volleyball is just a game, catching the ball, passing, spiking... Of course, as a libero, he couldn't do the last one, but he did have some experience in clearing the field for others.

He took a deep breath and locked his eyes with Kenjo Shinichi who was rubbing the ball between his fingertips.

The voices of everyone in Jozenji were unified at this moment.

--bring it on.

The Demon Lord of Shiratorizawa.

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"His expression is like he's seen a demon." Tendou, who was standing in the back row, covered the back of his head with his hands, staring at Jozenji and suddenly said, "Shinichi-kun is really the type to make people wary."

His position for the first round today was 6th, and he would be rotating with Yamagata. Next to him at 5th was Ohira, who lowered his brows when he heard this. "It's only natural to be wary of Jiancheng."

After all, no one has surpassed his record of scoring seven points in a row in a game by serving. If most of the 25 points were won by one person relying on serving, if Jiancheng was not his teammate, he would probably be prepared for his serving.

It’s not wrong to say that it’s an evil ghost.

After all, he took the "treasure" without any reason.

“Beep—”

What interrupted their conversation at this time was the serve command from the referee on the sidelines.

"Good shot, Jiancheng!" At the same time, the shouts from the cheering team in the stands also came into my ears.

Kenjo Shinichi did not need an extra quiet environment for his serve game. Of course, this was not because of any other reason. Shirabu did not play in the first round. Standing on the bench and looking at the figure leaping high, he thought, it was just because this guy would not be affected at all.

The only person who could distract him was probably himself. Under normal circumstances, even his teammates didn't know why Jiancheng was distracted.

The volleyball hit the ground with a loud bang.

The atmosphere on the sidelines was completely ignited. Amid the cheers, not only was Kenjo Shinichi's name clearer, but the sound of intensive beating of small loudspeakers was also becoming clearer.

Rhythmic,

"Shiratorizawa! Shiratorizawa! Shiratorizawa!"

Then he deliberately drew out the tone, as if to provoke.

"Please give me your guidance! Jozenji——!"

In addition, the voices from the parent-teacher meeting and the fan club completely drowned out Jozenji's support. The leader of the opposing cheerleading team had a very ugly expression, but still insisted on cheering for his team.

Bai Bu narrowed his eyes at the sound of this, feeling helpless, powerless, or some other emotion in his heart.

"What on earth did Jiancheng bring to Shiratorizawa..." he muttered to himself.

Yuno Hama, who was standing next to him, heard this mumbling after clapping for Kenjo Shinichi's serve. He thought he was talking to himself and subconsciously replied, "Uh, victory?"

Shirabu: ...

No, it's something even weirder, like an awkward atmosphere or something.

Yunohama:?

He was admitted to the regular draft after IH, and he was not particularly familiar with Shirabu, Kawanishi and Kenjo. Instead, he was better with Midorikawa. At the moment, he was a little confused. Why did Kenjiro suddenly stop talking?

Yunohama scratched his cheek, lost for a moment, then turned to look at Midorikawa, who was cheering hard on the platform behind him, sincerely hoping that he could stand here with him. (Midorikawa:?)

*

The farmer sneezed while taking the bomb.

farmer:.

Who is it? Who is talking about him behind his back?

Could it be that bastard Yuichi?

The farmer showed an alert expression. He raised the bomb above his head and looked left and right, but found nothing unusual. Not even a bat flying over. This was too strange. He continued to observe, and then he was yelled at by Lewis.

Lewis said in a loud voice: "Jiancheng! Are you holding a volleyball and want to play dodgeball?! Get serious!"

farmer:……

Lewis doesn't understand him at all!

The farmer felt a little angry.

His angry reaction was to switch out the bomb for a less powerful cherry bomb—let someone else do the mining for you, damn Lewis.

But the next second, the ladder leading to the next floor appeared in front of him.

farmer:……

The farmer could only walk downstairs angrily. How could Lewis be so lucky?!

The farmers didn’t understand!

*

——“Save the ball!”

The second ball was a floater that hit the net.

The main attacker Ishikawa gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the ball. Although his fingertips touched the ball, it was still a little short. The volleyball bounced but was not cushioned. After a quick judgment, the referee raised the flag and announced that Shiratorizawa scored again.

"Sorry." Ishikawa rubbed his wrist after getting up.

Second-year setter Akimiya consoled him, "It was close. We can catch up on the next ball. It's only two points."

Although they all knew that the lowest consecutive points scored by Shiratorizawa No. 9's serve was currently four points.

But in a sport like volleyball, what you look forward to is the possibility of the next goal. Ishikawa prepared himself again, "That's right!"

Then he looked at Terushima and said, "You need to move soon, Terushima!"

"yes!"

On the other side, Shiratorizawa's setter seemed to have a somewhat gloomy expression, and the color of his eyes seemed to have become much darker.

Midorikawa couldn't help but hesitate when he saw this scene.

"...Is Jiancheng's mood suddenly getting worse?"

What a strange change. His expression was not like this in the previous second, but it changed immediately after he scored the serve. Is it because the opponent did not act according to his way of thinking?

Speaking of which, Jozenji really fits their banner. Although the first-year students were a bit jumpy, after the second-year students came on the court, Midorikawa Hisa immediately understood the true meaning of the other side's banner.

"Simple and strong", a steady playing style, and a calm mindset at any time, to be honest, these are essential things to become a good volleyball player.

After hearing what he said, Shigong pursed his lips and asked, "Is it because of a wrong serve?"

But that ball just now was a standard net ball, which required precise control to make. However, for a moment, Shinomiya felt that Kenjo Shinichi didn't seem to want to score.

It must be an illusion...

After a few seconds, Shinomiya suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his mouth twitched upwards, with an expression of someone trying hard to hold back a laugh but failing, as if shocked by the fantasy in his mind. He took a deep breath and joked to the somewhat confused Midorikawa, "Did you intend to send the ball out on purpose but accidentally scored?"

Shinomiya was halfway through laughing when he thought the idea was too outrageous, but turned around and found that Midorikawa was actually thinking about it.

Shinomiya: ...

Shinomiya: "No, no way?"

Midorikawa said slowly: "Maybe he wants to cause some trouble for Coach Takumi."

Under Shigong's gaze, the Second Army's free agent continued, "Because he doesn't seem to have gotten into much trouble in Jiancheng recently."

It was so quiet, who knows if they would suddenly get hit by a big attack. If they had just succeeded, they might have been more obedient. But judging from Jiancheng's expression, I felt that something bad was going to happen next.

Would he betray the enemy right then and there? No, that would probably get him kicked by Kenjiro. Midorikawa racked his brains to figure out how Kenjo Shinichi might behave, but ultimately declared defeat.

As expected, he couldn't imagine what Jiancheng would do next... This was too difficult. Midorikawa sighed, but he didn't pay attention to the movements of his hands. He followed the main force in cheering for Jiancheng Xinyi. Now that they had scored the third goal, Jiancheng on the field had already started to prepare for the fourth goal with a cold face.

Midorikawa: "Good ball, Kenjo—"

Shinomiya:?

Why did he just start refueling without caring about anything? He still hadn't figured out what was going on. Shigong was still staring at him.

Midorikawa turned around and saw his squad leader's overly confused expression, and said to comfort him: "No, it's okay, it should be..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he laughed and said let's continue to pay attention to the game.

Shinomiya: ...

If you're okay, why are you sounding so weak? And don't suddenly cover your stomach and change the subject, Axing!

Rin Shinomiya, a first-year student in Shiratorizawa, is very confused.

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The author has something to say: Good card, good card, I started racking my brains as soon as the competition started (Hey) The top five will get a bonus (weak) This chapter is a supplement to last night's (……)