Junior High School
"First Grade Class A, First Grade Class A, First Grade Class A... Black hair and golden eyes, black hair and golden eyes, black hair and golden eyes..."
The club recruitment was over, and after school, Kunimi Ying was ordered to pick up Hinata Aoi and go to the men's volleyball team's gymnasium to participate in club activities.
No other junior student has ever received such treatment.
You have to fight hard to get into the popular club, and you have to find a place on your own. If you can't find the address, you will be ashamed to quit the club. There is no need for others to take over.
It was the third-year senior who came to pick me up in person.
As the only female manager of the Beichuan First Junior High School Boys' Volleyball Club, Hinata Aoi also managed to do so without realizing it.
Kuni Jianying didn't think it was a big deal to send someone to pick her up. After all, she was the only junior girl in the club, so it was normal to take care of her.
But it doesn't make sense to arrange for him to pick it up, right?
There are three of them, him, Kindaichi, and Kageyama Tobio, but he is the only one who has never met the school girl, and yet he is asked to pick her up?
? ?
"Really, why does Kindaichi have to have a stomachache at this time..." Kunimitsu muttered in dissatisfaction.
When the coach came to the classroom to arrest people to be "coolies", only he and Kageyama Tobio were there.
He was dawdling, packing his schoolbag and waiting for Kindaichi.
And Kageyama has something to do, he is busy.
He was kept after school by his English teacher just two days into the semester.
I was counting on my fingers and scratching my head while trying to write out the 26 English letters!
This job can only fall on the heads of other countries that meet Britain.
Complaining all the way while identifying the house number, Kunimi Ying walked to the correct classroom door, randomly selected a boy passing by, and asked him to help call Hinata Aoi out.
The tall and thin man who is nearly 1.8 meters tall can look down on everyone else when he walks out of the volleyball club, and he looks very oppressive in front of his junior who is less than 1.7 meters tall.
Although his face still had some baby fat and he looked as cute as an enlarged version of Zashiki-warashi, his expression was gloomy, and his half-closed black pupils showed his irritability, and his tone was not at all a request.
The chosen junior was about to go home with his schoolbag on his back, but was frightened by Kunihime Ying so much that he turned around in front of the classroom door. He didn't even dare to answer "OK" and immediately went back into the classroom to look for Hinata Aoi.
"Hinata-san, there's someone at the door!"
What a sinister senior! If you look so unapproachable, don't even try to talk to anyone!
Hinata Aoi was startled by the boy's howl. After coming to her senses, she nodded slowly and rubbed her ears inconspicuously.
It didn't feel like someone was looking for her, but rather someone was trying to cause trouble for her.
Hinata Aoi stood up and was about to leave, holding the large notebook and thick-tipped whiteboard marker she had prepared for her self-introduction. The sound of a chair rubbing against the ground followed closely behind.
The dog next door, Juan Ji, did not go to training as usual, but followed Hinata Aoi closely.
Sunflower:......
"Do you really want to come with me?"
"Of course!" Goujuan said firmly.
Of course he had to follow and see what kind of organization the men's volleyball club was.
It was his mistake not to accompany Hinata Aoi to choose a club. How could he have let Hinata Aoi join a club with so many boys without noticing?
It was also Gojo Satoru's fault that he took the opportunity to educate him about the dangers of premature love.
Now, even if other boys just get a little closer to Hinata Aoi while walking, he will stare at her closely and be on guard for a long time. How dare he let Hinata Aoi face so many male classmates every day in the club?
Although Hinata Aoi was much calmer than him and there was nothing to worry about, he still felt uneasy, worried about those strange men he didn't know.
After knowing this, Gojo Satoru was not worried at all. When he heard that Inumaki Satoru was going to postpone training to visit the men's volleyball team, he comforted him and told him to relax.
It perfectly demonstrates what single-sided dog curling thorns are.
The blatant double standards gave Goujuan a headache.
He had given up explaining to Gojo Satoru the pure friendship between him and Hinata Aoi, and could only worry more about Hinata Aoi alone, including the part where Gojo Satoru had gone astray.
"...Okay." Hinata Aoi gave up trying to persuade him.
Anyway, as long as he doesn't feel embarrassed, she won't feel embarrassed for him.
Without paying any attention to him, Hinata Aoi walked out of the classroom and met Kunimi Ying who was standing at the door in a daze.
"...Ah, hello, it's Hinata Aoi, right? I'm Kunimi Hideo from the third year. The coach asked me to pick you up."
"Let's go."
With black hair and golden eyes, Kunimitsu Ei was stunned by Hinata Aoi's bright eyes for a moment, and didn't notice that Hinata Aoi didn't say a word after meeting him.
After walking a few steps, Kunimitsu Ying turned back to see if Hinata Aoi was catching up with him. He was caught off guard and was frightened by the white-haired "ghost" behind Hinata Aoi, so he took three steps back.
"Who, who is he?!"
Resisting the urge to hold her forehead, Hinata Aoi took out her notebook:
"He's my friend and he wants to go with me."
Pen, notebook?
Kunimi Hide wondered why Hinata Aoi didn't speak, and his gaze drifted to Inumaki Satoru. Seeing this, Inumaki also took out his own notebook:
"Hello, Senior. My name is Inumaki Tsutomu."
The belated self-introduction pierced Kunimitsu's eyes.
Those were probably the most patient two minutes he had ever had.
She maintained a shocked expression and waited for her junior classmates to start writing in their notebooks. Because Gojuanji's portable notebook was a little small and the handwriting was not clear, she moved a little closer to see what he was writing.
Fortunately, his eyesight was good, and he could see it clearly just by getting a little closer.
He didn't have the courage to come any closer!
Nowadays, it is popular among lower grades to "speak" with pens. Don't they speak with their mouths anymore?
Like the sudden popularity of playing with butterfly knives, eating instant noodles and collecting Ultraman cards?
This popular trend is too niche!
Kunihime, who always kept the energy-saving mode on and took naps during breaks, missed the chit-chat of his classmates. He didn't know that there were two special freshmen who happened to be standing opposite him.
Kuni Jianying could only worry about his own horror, zipped up his pants to the top, and walked alone in front, lost in thought.
Following behind him were two juniors with delicate looks, strange behavior, and no words, who happened to be a boy and a girl. Kunimi Ying couldn't help but wonder if he had inadvertently wandered into some kind of campus ghost story.
He shrank his neck and subconsciously quickened his pace, as if he was being chased by something, but also as if he was trying to get rid of something.
He was really about to leave Hinata Aoi and Inumaki Satoru behind, and had to jog to barely keep up with Kunimitsu Hide.
What's wrong? Are you going to be late? This combination of speed walking and jogging is more comfortable than just running.
Hinata Aoi reached out and grabbed Kunimitsu Ying's clothes, wanting him to walk slower... and once again witnessed what it meant to jump three steps away.
Sunflower:......
Gojuanji:?
Guo Jianying:! !
"Please walk slower."
"……good."
Kuni Jianying swallowed and walked cautiously in front of the two of them, looking back at them from time to time.
In a strange atmosphere, we finally arrived at the gymnasium.
Guo Jianying felt relieved, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the coach, quickly moved away from the two cold hands and found a place to recharge and warm up.
Suddenly a girl entered the men's volleyball team's gymnasium, and everyone who saw her couldn't help but feel a commotion.
Many curious eyes were cast at her, but Hinata Aoi didn't feel at a loss. She just faced Inumaki Satoru again and said, "See? You can go now."
"I didn't see it."
Goujuan Ji was even less nervous than her. He had no awareness of being an outsider at all and insisted on visiting the gymnasium more, focusing on the people inside.
He still knew nothing and certainly couldn't leave so easily.
Hinata Aoi couldn't do anything about him, so she brought Inumaki Satoru to the coach.
When the coach saw Hinata Aoi coming over, he wanted to show his kindness and forced a smile with a twitching corner of his mouth. But when he saw Gojuan following behind her, the smile froze on his face in surprise.
This silver-white hair... Could it be that the "God of Wealth" is sold in a bundle?
Hinata Aoi still helped Inumaki Satoru to explain:
"Hello, Coach. He's my friend and wants to come and see me too."
Whether the coach came to see the club because he was interested in volleyball or because he was worried about the volleyball club, it depends on his own guess.
Hinata Aoi calmly closed her notebook and pretended that she had not played word games to mislead the coach on their first meeting.
The coach said "hmm" generously.
With so many people training in the gym, they generally don't allow others to come in and visit openly.
And they didn't dare to do so. Those who were braver could only peek through the cracks in the windows.
Inujuan Ji's case was also special. Since he had already come in, he could watch if he wanted to, and the coach allowed it.
He was struggling with another matter in his mind.
"...Is it okay to introduce yourself?"
Yesterday, my jealous colleagues repeatedly warned me to pay more attention to the girl's mental health. I shouldn't take advantage of her and make her club life stressful, which would eventually force her to quit the club.
The alarmist talk finally pried a small hole in the coach's firm belief.
Could it be that serious? Shouldn't they just be participating in club activities normally? These brats don't even have enough energy to practice volleyball, and how could they have the time to bully girls?
The coach of the entire club was only worried about Kageyama Tobio's interpersonal relationships, but he didn't interfere much because he was not good at dealing with such problems and didn't think that such problems needed his attention.
You are all grown-up kids now, you should handle this issue by yourself.
Now that the club has suddenly accepted a girl who needs special care, this weakness of his has become a bit of a challenge.
How can we take care of our mental health? Should we ask more questions and observe more?
The coach is now afraid that when the girl introduces herself later, she will be so shy that she will run away in front of so many opposite sexes, so he asks in advance out of uncertainty.
Otherwise, he could just do it for her and introduce the girl to someone else. It would be better than him being so nervous and worried now.
"No problem."
Hinata Aoi didn't know that the coach had thought so much about her, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with introducing herself, so she agreed easily.
And she had already prepared for this, with an extra-large notebook and a bold whiteboard pen, to ensure that every club member read her introduction in full, and to consider her inconvenience in expressing herself and to avoid talking to her unless necessary.
The coach looked around to make sure Hinata Aoi wasn't forcing herself, and was healed by the girl's relaxed and comfortable energy.
After a quick look around, he saw that all the old and new players were present. The coach blew the whistle and started the first full assembly after the recruitment.
The second and third graders were so tired of hearing the same old admonitions and encouragements, but the first graders found everything new and stood there in high spirits, imagining their future club life.
Then the coach asked all the freshmen to come out and stand in a row next to him and introduce themselves one by one.
The nervous cheering voices of the young boys did not attract the attention of the seniors. Most of them could not help but glance towards Hinata Aoi, as if they had never seen a girl before.
This is indeed the case. The men's volleyball team of these three sessions welcomed their first female manager.
Hinata Aoi didn't care about the attention. It was like this when they first met. After a few days, everyone got used to it.
Only when they meet and joke with other schools off the field will they remember to show off that they have a female manager.
She turned her head and gave a look to comfort Gou Juanji who was standing in the corner of the team.
When she was stepping out of the line just now, Goujuan Ji also followed her, wanting to stand in the team of new members to accompany her.
Hinata Aoi had already helped him cover up once, but she didn't want him to become famous in front of all the members a second time.
Grabbing Inumaki's arm to hold him in place, Hinata Aoi signaled him to just observe quietly.
Don't make it seem like she joined the volleyball club but was still worried about her personal safety and hired a bodyguard for herself.
If there's a rumor in the class that she and Goujuanji are childhood sweethearts, don't spread it to the volleyball club.
Finally, it was Hinata Aoi's turn. Under everyone's gaze, she slowly opened the notebook, revealing the words that had been written inside.
"Hello everyone, my name is Hinata Aoi."
"I can't speak."
"I will be the manager of the men's volleyball team in the future. Please give me your guidance."
Raise your arms high to ensure that the forty or fifty people opposite you can get a general idea of what you are saying.
The number of men's volleyball club members was indeed a bit too large, which went against Hinata Aoi's idea of not wanting to know too many people.
But there are pros and cons. Wanting to join a sports club with a small number of members is a bit too much to ask.
Seeing that the girl was really not stage-frightened, the coach nodded with satisfaction.
"That's right. Just because you can't speak doesn't stop Hinata-san from being your new manager."
"Don't get carried away just because you have a female manager, you little brats. Keep training!"
"yes!"
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