Junior High School
As the students were busy adapting to the new campus life, it was time to go home from school in the blink of an eye. Gojuan Ji packed his schoolbag and left as soon as he said.
The pure black car was waiting near the school away from the crowd. Inuju Ji felt embarrassed to delay the other party any longer, so no matter how reluctant he was, he could only say goodbye to Hinata Aoi in a hurry and leave.
Being abandoned so abruptly, Hinata Aoi felt as if there was suddenly a space beside her. Her fingers rested on the buckle of her schoolbag without making any further move, and her brain inexplicably froze for a moment.
Fushiguro Miki in the front seat seemed to be hesitant to speak. She was in the period of growth and she had to rush home to prepare dinner for her brother. She did not try to talk to Hinata Aoi anymore and left with Sakurai.
There were fewer and fewer people in the classroom. After Hinata Aoi came to her senses, she was not in a hurry to go home. She planned to walk around the school alone to familiarize herself with different places.
Especially the location of the gymnasium needs careful searching.
She had maintained a habit for many years, always playing volleyball for a while before going to parkour training camp on school days. Today, she didn't complete either of the two tasks, and her inactive body couldn't help but feel a little empty.
When I was in elementary school, the gymnasium was not a breeding ground for talents to become a strong sports school. It was just an area for students to play freely.
There were those who chased the ball in basketball, those who fought with the block in table tennis, those who played badminton with such force that the racket flew away... and there was also Hinata Aoi, the fixed NPC who always played volleyball alone, waiting to be refreshed in the corner of the gymnasium every evening on school days.
This primary school is full of talented people, all of whom play for their own interests without any special guidance.
As for this middle school, Hinata Aoi knew that the club activities here were very well developed, especially the sports clubs, which were ranked among the best in the county.
However, the bigger and more powerful a country becomes, the more complete its rule system becomes. I wonder if there is still a place where people can be free and at ease under it.
Passing by countless doors, some wide and some narrow, the house numbers are clear and obvious, and there is no need to peek inside through the sealed windows to guess.
As she was about to reach the next door, the sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor came into her ears.
Perhaps because she couldn't speak, Hinata Aoi's other senses were more sensitive. With the help of this faint and intermittent sound, she successfully found the source of the sound.
Women's Volleyball Club.
Maybe this is fate, Hinata Aoi couldn't help but sigh.
Among the many sports clubs, the one she happened to hear was the volleyball club.
The inner layer of the window was divided by bars. The light from the setting sun reflected from the glass made the window opaque, making it difficult to discern the situation inside. Hinata Aoi could only look inside through the half-open door.
The scenes that can be seen are limited. Girls are standing in a row, some with neat short hair, and some with their hair tied up high. They are wearing short sleeves in the chilly spring weather, and their blood is boiling. After they are ready, they run up, jump, wave their arms, and are photographed!
Each spike had the momentum to smash through the floor.
In the invisible place, there should be a coach or captain standing, saying "higher", "Don't mind", "run", "Nice!" one after another.
The tone was so strong that even if I couldn't see him, I could imagine him with his arms folded, legs crossed, and eyes blazing.
Hinata Aoi's little head was attracted and looked inside a little further.
They are able to come to school and practice so hard before the semester starts. They are worthy of being a team that has experienced countless competitions and worthy of being in a strong school famous for its sports clubs.
It was hard not to admire such a well-trained team, but Hinata Aoi immediately labeled this venue as "not a place for fun."
A whole basket of volleyballs went from many to few, and the exciting emotions and fast rhythm made her a little timid.
It was like she was wearing pajamas and doing mental arithmetic on her fingers, but was dragged into a dance floor with shining lights. No matter how loud the speakers were, she couldn't fit in. In short, this was not the place for her.
Hinata Aoi retracted her head and turned to leave, not realizing that she had been seen by a senior who had just finished dunking the ball and was waiting in line for the next round. As soon as she took a step forward, someone grabbed the back collar of her school uniform.
"Don't go, come in and play!"
What kind of weird line is this?
Hinata Aoi, who had watched many melodramatic romance dramas with Hinata Noko, couldn't help but have bad thoughts.
After reflecting for a second, she turned around and was facing her senior sister's sweaty smiling face. Several other furry heads were poking out from the crack in the door one after another.
"She's a new school girl, right~"
"If you're interested, would you like to come in and play?"
Hinata Aoi has grown quite tall, but it is still stressful to be stared at by a senior who is a whole head taller than her.
Coupled with the few people at the door who were eyeing her covetously, she felt like she was about to fall into a den of wolves. Before she could take out her notebook to refuse, she was dragged into the gymnasium.
"Do you like playing volleyball?"
"Have you ever played volleyball before?"
"Have you ever participated in a competition? What position do you like to play?"
…
In the intervals when Hinata Aoi was bombarded with questions one after another and she didn't respond, he missed countless opportunities to realize that she couldn't speak at all.
Hinata Aoi wanted to explain, but she couldn't get her notebook out.
Just the fact that someone was talking to her created a buzz of chatter. After she was pulled into the gymnasium, a group of people turned to look at her, expressing surprise and joy with their eyes.
Feeling like a rare animal being observed through glass, Hinata Aoi could only put on an awkward but polite smile, forced to transform into the mouthless heroine of a sadomasochistic novel, accepting everything that happened around her.
"What are you doing?"
The owner of the majestic voice also came over. Unexpectedly, he had a baby face and looked like the captain of the volleyball team.
After analyzing the cause and effect, she tapped the senior student's forehead.
"What if I scare my schoolmate?"
The next sentence he said to Hinata Aoi with a pleasant face: "What's the matter with coming here?"
"Are you interested in volleyball?"
As soon as such caring words came out, Hinata Aoi's heart, which had been relieved, became half relieved again.
The other party had been trying to find out how she felt about volleyball, but they must have misunderstood and thought she was planning to join the volleyball club.
The neglected notebook finally came in handy. Hinata Aoi opened the pen cap with one hand, and the ink soaked into the paper fibers, leaving a stubborn mark. The next second, a neatly folded sportswear was held in front of her.
"If you don't mind, wear this."
The tip of the pen stopped on the paper, and Hinata Aoi didn't even have time to care about the ink penetrating to the next layer. She looked at the senior with bangs who suddenly rushed over with a tracksuit in a daze.
Should I... take it?
However, she kept holding the pen and did not take the next step.
The senior with bangs who was holding the clothes in both hands was obviously a shy person. She spoke softly. When the clothes in her hands were not taken away immediately, her arms shrank a little and she wanted to take them back but didn't.
This was the freshly washed sportswear she took out of her backpack. It was a spare outfit that she had not had time to put into the locker room. Seeing that the schoolgirl looked in a uniform, she must have found it inconvenient to exercise, so she took the initiative to hand it to her.
The two of them were of similar build, which was just right for the school girl to change her clothes and come over to play volleyball.
How can I exercise in a proper school uniform? The shirt underneath doesn't absorb sweat!
The senior with bangs had already assumed that Hinata Aoi was going to play volleyball. She thought that the junior was as shy as herself, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility to protect the weaker juniors. She stretched her arm forward again, which was about to retract.
Seeing this, the senior who dragged Hinata Aoi into the gym patted the senior with bangs on the shoulder in admiration, almost making her shoulders uneven.
She just wanted her junior schoolmate to come in and learn more about it, but she didn't expect that as soon as she took the clothes with bangs, she asked her to put them on and show them off.
This trick is so advanced, too advanced!
She wanted to apologize for always thinking this teammate's brain circuits were not normal! This was also a very smart move!
Seeing that the captain standing next to her had no intention of objecting, she took the sportswear from Qi Liuhai's hand and stuffed it into Hinata Aoi's arms.
"Come on, I'll take you there."
"Our changing room is over there~"
No matter whether he is a good candidate or not, no matter what means are used, the best way is to keep him first!
Unlike men's clubs, these women's sports clubs are all crying out for support!
If being polite leads to the loss of talent to other sports clubs, we will have no place to cry.
Hinata Aoi was forced into the locker room and the door was closed behind her.
Holding a pen and paper in my hand, and a pair of short-sleeved shirt and long pants in my arms, there was no one around me, but I was entrusted with countless invisible and intangible expectations. I felt like I was being pushed by fate and suddenly stepped on empty air and fell.
She repeatedly confirmed that she should be enrolled normally, right?
There are hundreds of students in this class. Why do these seniors look so...hungry, as if they haven't seen new students in hundreds of years?
She was not given time to write, nor was she given the opportunity to type in sign language. She had not spoken a word in such a long time, and all she could think about was "volleyball", "volleyball", "volleyball"...
Quite cute.
Hinata Aoi's thoughts came out of the hurried pace just now, and she couldn't help but smile with her eyes curved.
"Volleyball" is very good. Everyone gathered here to play volleyball. There is only the main attacker, the outside attacker, the setter, the libero... Substitute A, Substitute B... No one has a real name. No one came here to get to know her or make friends with her.
We are all just "group mates".
Such a pure space allowed Hinata Aoi to relax her tense nerves throughout the day. She put the pen and paper back into her pocket, shook out the clothes in her hands and put them on.
Since she's here, she might as well play for a while. Sooner or later, the senior will find out that she can't speak and can't play on the court.
*
The volleyball team's training continues.
After Hinata Aoi returned to the gymnasium, only the baby-faced captain came to pick her up. The other seniors only dared to glance at her from afar, and quickly turned back before the captain noticed them. It must be because they were scolded by the captain for their previous recklessness.
The captain didn't say much, but took out a volleyball from the basket with one hand and handed it to Hinata Aoi:
"Let's go play over there."
Hinata Aoi took the volleyball and half-bowed in thanks, then walked to the corner indicated by the captain and rubbed the surface of the volleyball with her fingertips to awaken her touch.
At this moment, any sound related to volleyball is the best pure music. Hinata Aoi effortlessly finds her usual state in this unfamiliar environment, with only the volleyball jumping up and down in her eyes.
The clean clothes on her body had a faint scent of laundry detergent, but there was no hairband to keep her luxuriant waist-length hair neatly tied behind her head.
Hinata Aoi was not affected. She raised her face and got rid of the hair on her temples. Years of muscle memory allowed her to block the volleyball hundreds of times without moving a step.
Her hair just trembled slightly up and down without flying around, but even if her vision was blocked, she could still judge the landing point based on her feeling and steadily pick up the volleyball.
After doing 100 strokes, Hinata Aoi's body was covered with a thin layer of sweat. She relaxed her muscles and let the volleyball fall back into her arms. Then she noticed that the captain was not in the gymnasium. Several senior students who only cared about eating and not about fighting gathered around her again.
"This ball control ability is pretty good!"
"This level of concentration is also very good~"
"He's about average height, I wonder how he's going to spiking and blocking~"
A few people thought they were discussing in a low voice, but in fact, every word they heard was heard by Hinata Aoi.
As expected, he wanted her to join the volleyball club.
If she were to join a club, Hinata Aoi would prefer to join the parkour club to prevent her joints from rusting. Playing volleyball is just her habit and a way for her to calm down. She has never thought about cooperating with others to play positional games.
She also didn't think she was very good at volleyball. Apart from passing and dribbling the ball, she knew nothing else and hadn't even paid much attention to the rules of the game.
She couldn't participate in normal professional competitions because of her disability certificate. After joining the volleyball club, she could only enjoy the hobby but not develop it... What's more, she didn't understand whether playing volleyball was her hobby.
Hinata Aoi also understood the seniors' eagerness to recruit talented people, but the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, so it would be better to cut off their thoughts now.
He tucked the ball under his armpit, making sure the senior students were paying attention to him, and then uttered a long and fluent sign language, shocking several senior students.
There is nothing that the seniors need to understand. Hinata Aoi is just showing off her skills, using her visual perception to tell the other side "I can't speak, I can sign language, I am a disabled person", and "My joining is worthless to you."
Several senior students who believed that she was just introverted and were frightened by their enthusiasm and dared not speak were so upset that they couldn't process the fact that there were actually dumb people in this world.
Giving the seniors some time to think, Hinata Aoi planned to buy a few bottles of water from the vending machine she had just passed by to thank the seniors for their warm hospitality.
I have to buy a few bottles of hot drinks to warm up the seniors’ frozen hearts.
Hinata Aoi walked in such a hurry that she forgot to put down the volleyball under her arm. She had to hold it with one hand while hesitating on the vending machine with the other hand.
Noticing a slender figure approaching, Hinata Aoi made way and signaled the other party to buy first.
"Oh, thank you."
The boy didn't hesitate to put in a coin, picked out a box of milk, squatted down to take it back, glanced at the volleyball a few times, said "goodbye" and left.
Hinata Aoi also withdrew her gaze from the boy and stood in front of the vending machine again, sighing in her heart that her seniors were really working too hard.
The boy was also wearing a sports suit, and Hinata Aoi had seen his face in the school brochure before she enrolled.
If I remember correctly, she was the ace player of the men's volleyball club.
The name is——
Kageyama Tobio.
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