Junior High School
Takeo Goda confined himself to a lounge chair that was a bit too long for him, and watched the volleyball club members training intently.
The players who were being closely watched were under invisible pressure.
Although it is offensive to think so, it really feels like being treated like a monkey by a gorilla.
Before the younger students' movements became completely mechanical due to the macho man's gaze, the seniors from the third-year group finally arrived.
Kindaichi, who had just been appointed as the captain of the men's volleyball team, was forced to face Takeo Gouda.
"Hello, are you the president of the volleyball club? My name is Takeo Gouda, and I'm a freshman in the first grade."
The fierce man extended his broad palm kindly.
It had been a long time since Kindaichi looked up at someone like this. He felt inexplicably overshadowed by the hunk, and belatedly reached out to shake hands with him.
!
What a strong hand!
He couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried. Fortunately, the strong man didn't shake his hand for long. After letting go, Kindaichi forced a smile and shook his hands at his sides several times to relieve the pain.
"Hello, I'm Yuutarou Kindaichi, the captain of the volleyball club. What can I do for you?"
Goda Takeo, in contrast to his previous dignified demeanor, scratched his thick short hair at the back of his head with a slightly embarrassed look:
"Um, is the volleyball club still hiring?"
"So, do you think I could try out for the volleyball club?"
What?
The people who were eavesdropping felt a little disappointed. They didn't expect that such a strong man would raid the volleyball club because of such a boring thing.
It's over. It's over.
Kindaichi: "Ah..."
It turns out you wanted to join the volleyball club.
He has not yet adapted to his position as captain, has never made any independent decisions, feels short of breath when speaking, and is not sure whether he can still recruit strong men into the club.
The recruitment period has long ended.
According to school regulations, every student needs to submit at least one club application on the last day. You can select multiple clubs, but you cannot select none.
If multiple applications are approved, you can choose the opposite, or you can arrange your time reasonably after communicating with the club.
Therefore, Takeo Gouda should have at least joined a club by now, and should not be asking to join the volleyball club like he is now.
And the tough guy said he wanted to try the volleyball club.
Aside from the period of negative selection after recruitment, clubs generally give interested students a chance to try out, and if they're not a good fit, they're not hired. I've never heard of a student actively trying out a club and then quitting if they didn't like it.
The next chance to change clubs would be in the next semester, and Kindaichi had never seen a precedent where one could try to choose from various clubs during this time.
...But what if?
What if it’s not impossible, but few people do it?
Kindaichi didn't have the courage to refuse and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Suddenly, a noisy sound came from far away, and several boys appeared at the door of the volleyball club.
They were all dressed in plain Taekwondo training uniforms with strong ribbons tied around their waists. They were clinging to the door frames on both sides of the gate and looking inside. The little bit of rationality they had left prevented them from rushing into the gymnasium recklessly.
"Hunk! We can't live without you!"
"We can't live without you!"
"The Taekwondo Club needs you, come back with us!"
"Come back with us!"
They shouted slogans in unison, and some led the shouting. They controlled themselves from barging into the doors of other people's clubs, but they couldn't control themselves from shouting loudly at the doors of other people's clubs.
The shouting was filled with resentment, as if she was trying every possible means to keep back a heartless man who had abandoned his family and children. She was very love-sick, but at the same time she had thrown away her face.
If we can call the tough guy back to the Taekwondo Club, face and other things will be useless!
The background seemed to be burning with flames, and several boys shouted even louder and louder.
These shouts made Kindaichi's heart even more confused, urging him to give the tough guy an answer quickly, otherwise he would have personally sent away a promising young man who was regarded as a treasure by other clubs.
Over there, after Hinata Aoi helped Gouda Takeo contact Kindaichi, she went back to find Sato to count the items together.
Just as Sato had pushed over another basket of volleyballs at his command, he heard a loud commotion at the entrance of the volleyball club.
Her brows furrowed, and the manager's DNA pulsed in her pulse.
As the manager of the volleyball club, my primary task is to ensure that the players can train and compete normally.
Hinata Aoi walked straight to the door, smiled politely, and closed the door neatly in front of the person at the door, who was not sure whether he was a senior or a junior, leaving no gap.
Everyone in the Taekwondo Club was dazzled by Hinata Aoi's smile, but was also stunned by her ruthless slamming of the door.
After looking at each other in confusion, they moved to the outside of the window surrounded by railings, leaned on the window sill and looked inside. It could be said that the ghost was still there.
They were clearly standing outside the window, but hidden by the railings, they looked like people locked up in prison crying behind bars, even their hairstyles were similar.
It will still affect the team members' training - Hinata Aoi thought.
She had no other choice. She couldn't just use her phone to type and warn those people. She turned her eyes and saw Kageyama Tobio who was admiring Gota's tough muscles.
Tobio Kageyama is a typical cold-faced idiot. He has no awareness of being easy to offend his seniors and says whatever he thinks.
And now, for him, there is no one in the whole school who can be called a senior, and he is just one of the biggest seniors.
As the most taciturn senior in the entire volleyball club, he can't just hurt his own people. It's time to send him into the court.
Before Hinata Aoi could go find Kageyama, Gouda Takeo walked to the window himself:
"Senior, why are you following me? Go back quickly."
"no!"
"Our Taekwondo Club really needs you, the tough guy. Please don't leave us!"
"Didn't I already agree to be listed?"
"...What if the club you joined doesn't agree? Just come back with us!"
Gotada Takeo: "..."
It was also the first time that he felt speechless.
"...If the seniors continue like this, I won't help you participate in any Taekwondo competitions, even if I deduct your credits."
The tough guy wasn't trying to intimidate, he was simply stating the facts.
The people on the other side of the window were so frightened that they lost their color. They covered their mouths one by one to show that they would definitely not speak again, but they still stayed outside the window and did not leave without giving up.
Kindaichi watched all this happen: "..."
It's really embarrassing!
Those people were all in the third grade. Although they were not in the same class, he knew them all.
I remember that they were shouting and swearing during the sports meet, but now they are running after others with tears in their eyes. Kindaichi didn't feel happy at all, but instead felt ashamed as if he was watching an acquaintance filming a second-year video.
Can you be a little more third-grade-sophisticated? We third-grade students really aren't like that!
Gouda Takeo turned around and saw Kindaichi covering his face. He thought he was angry and quickly explained:
"...Um, I'm so sorry, I didn't know they were following us."
Kindaichi hurriedly straightened out the distorted expression under his palm.
"Why are they following you?"
Why are those three idiots chasing a boy for no reason?
“The seniors hope that I can stay in the Taekwondo club.”
Kageyama Tobio finally analyzed the tough guy's muscles enough and found that it was a natural talent that could not be imitated. He also asked:
"You just said 'in name only', right? What do you mean?"
Gotada Takeo blinked his sincere eyes and chose not to hide:
"Because my homeroom teacher urged me to do so, I applied to join the Taekwondo club. But after trying it out, I decided it wasn't right for me and wanted to switch."
"But the seniors didn't want me to leave... so this is it."
Kindaichi was confused: "No..." Can you change clubs when you first join?
But when he thought about how those people were unwilling to let go, he also understood why Takeo Goda had not yet succeeded in changing clubs.
My eyes switched back and forth between the faces of the people outside the window and the muscular man, and I felt it was so complicated.
"Then why did you quit the club?"
"Taekwondo, it's too easy."
Gouda Takeo said something very serious in a serious tone.
He had indeed fought everyone in the Taekwondo club but had never met an opponent who was equally matched with him.
Incidentally, his Taekwondo rank is a first-grade red-black belt, the highest rank currently attainable at his age. The lack of a higher rank isn't due to a lack of skill, but rather to his age.
Kindaichi: "..."
The situation gets more complicated!
This person seems so troublesome. Even if I join the club, he won't suddenly say "Volleyball is too easy" one day and then ask me to change clubs, right?
Kindaichi still couldn't handle the situation, so he asked Takeo Gouda to wait for a moment while he went to the corner to call the coach to explain the situation.
Watching Kindaichi leave, Kageyama Tobio finally got the chance to ask something he wanted to know.
"How do you build your muscles?"
"What kind of sports do you like?"
"Have you ever tested your height?"
"What position would you like to play in volleyball? Would you consider being an attacker?"
…
The questions that followed one after another hit Takeo Goda in the face, and his replies were all "I don't know", "I like them all", "I haven't tested it". He responded to every question but knew nothing about it.
Kageyama was unwilling to give up and wanted to ask something else, but was interrupted by Hinata Aoi patting his arm.
"It's been here for a long time."
In line with her duties as a manager, she urged Kageyama to go to training as soon as possible, and to take care of the team members who were a little distracted by this incident.
At present, Kageyama seems to be more authoritative than Kindaichi in terms of managing the team members.
He really can disregard friendship and only care about the results, using the opponent's volleyball level and effort as a switch for his emotions.
He may not necessarily praise his child for playing well, but will definitely blame him if he sees his child not trying his best. He is a complete strict father.
Hinata Aoi sent Kageyama Tobio away to discipline those lazy boys, while Gouda Takeo had more important things to do.
"Our coach will be here soon. Wouldn't it be a good idea for them to stay here?"
He stopped there and didn't bother to care whether Takeo Gouda understood it or not. Hinata Aoi wanted to continue doing her own things.
The tough guy thought for a moment before he understood what Hinata Aoi meant. He thanked the girl loudly from behind and immediately went out to disperse the seniors from the Taekwondo club.
The seniors of the Taekwondo Club: “…”
Speak up for us, please!
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