Chapter 4 Matcha Ice Cream, a Volleyball Club Specialty (ver)
When she took out her phone, Akina Amatsu hesitated for a moment.
"You two... you're supposed to be brothers, right? Why are you arguing?"
It was obvious that she had never heard of the volleyball team's specialty products.
“No, even though they are twins, it’s definitely better to be an only child.” Gong Zhi frowned, clicked his tongue, and pulled away Gong You’s hand that was shaking his shoulder.
"Yeah, we're brothers who love each other! How dare that bastard A-Zhi keep such an important thing from me!"
Upon hearing this, Miyako dismissed the tension that had been building up in her mind because of Amaho Akina's condition.
He's still chattering away, and he's not going to stop anytime soon.
Akina rubbed her ears, finding the constant chatter a bit annoying, especially since the two of them were still arguing in the background.
However, she breathed a sigh of relief, put down her phone, and it seemed that she didn't need to call the police.
However… she glanced at Miyaji with some hesitation. Compared to her previous polite demeanor, she was now clearly much more relaxed.
My previous subconscious trepidation could now be explained, because the other person seemed too distant.
Of course, it's also possible that Gong You was too noisy, so he couldn't stand it anymore.
"That's enough, stop arguing..." Amamiya took a deep breath and shouted these words, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, so that the twins didn't notice her.
Akina was already considering the possibility of sneaking home, but she sensed that she seemed to be the center of the argument between the two, so she was embarrassed and unsure whether to leave.
Gong You started to snatch the sketch that Gong Zhi was holding, wanting to see what his little fan had drawn of Gong Zhi.
"Hey, don't you have one in your hand?" Miyaji felt the veins on his forehead about to throb, but he lowered his voice, as Amaho Akina didn't know about this yet.
Gong You didn't say anything, but the next second, before Gong Zhi could react, the painting in his hand was snatched away by Gong Zhi.
"What?! It's a colored version! I want such a handsome portrait too!" Sure enough, the moment Gong You saw the painting, his eyes widened and he began to criticize Gong Zhi.
His own drawing was just a black and white line drawing, so how come Osamu's was so complete? And although he didn't want to admit it, he did draw Osamu very handsomely—if it were a drawing of himself, it would probably be even more handsome.
"This was a gift from her," Miyaji shrugged, his tone laced with inflammatory remarks.
But Miyaji didn't try to snatch it back; he didn't want to tear the painting, knowing that Miyayu would hold on tightly and refuse to give it back.
Well, at least the report was successfully sent.
That way, this guy won't keep trying to steal my pudding.
"Hey, um... what's your name?" Miya Yu turned around and pointed at Amaho Akina.
He had originally intended to ask Akina Ama to draw one for him as well, but then he realized with embarrassment that he didn't know her name. He awkwardly scratched his head, but his expression remained confident.
“My name is Akina Amaho,” Akina Amaho said.
The twin brothers' war seemed to have come to an end, and she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Fortunately, they didn't come to blows, otherwise she really would have pressed the emergency contact number to call the police.
"Ten-sui, draw a few pictures for me too. That guy must have made you pay him something, right? I don't need any payment, just draw me a lot of pictures, and make them look handsome!" Miyako suddenly rushed in front of Ten-sui Akina, startling her so much that she took two steps back.
He seemed quite familiar with everyone, and Amaho Akina wondered why.
Gong You didn't think that much about it. He just felt it was unfair that Gong Zhi had all the paintings but he didn't have any. This guy was clearly his fan!
He also wanted to see his handsome self leap off the page, so it was only natural for him to make this request to Amaho Akina.
"Hey, didn't you notice how awkward she was?" Gong Zhi tugged at Gong You's collar, causing Gong You to take two steps back.
It was because he noticed that Amako Akina seemed very nervous when they talked that he forced himself to be very polite when he visited.
“Sigh…” Gong You paused for a moment, then calmed down and noticed Tian Sui Ming Na’s reserved demeanor.
"Anyway, I want to be a model too. I can't let Osamu get all the benefits." Miya Yu pouted, but her voice also lowered. After all, it was Amamiya Akina's choice whether to agree or not.
His words sounded a little cloying, like he was being coquettish, and his bright, expectant eyes made it hard for Amamiya to bring herself to reject him.
Yes, because she was really frightened just now. Although the blond boy in front of her was also very suitable to be a model, Amamiya hesitated for the sake of her ears.
Miyaji clicked his tongue, utterly baffled as to how Miyayu could speak in such a voice, without a hint of embarrassment.
Seeing that Akina Amaho didn't answer for a moment, as if she was hesitating, Miya Yu became annoyed again: "What's wrong? Am I not more suitable to be a model than him?"
He pointed at Miyaji.
"The setter is the coolest! I'm definitely much better than that jerk A-Zhi. By the way, you probably didn't see our volleyball team's matches..."
At this point, seeing Amako Akina nod blankly, Miyako also belatedly realized what was happening and lowered his voice.
The girl in front of me probably hasn't watched any volleyball matches properly.
"If we let Yuu come, he definitely won't last long." Miyaji doesn't think Yuu can be a model honestly and dutifully.
Ah, so this blonde student's name is Miyako Yu.
Having never heard him introduce himself, Akina Amaho silently combined his surname with the name Miyaji had spoken.
"What? I'm definitely the best model... By the way, how about Tensui becomes the volleyball team manager?" Miyako was about to argue with Miyako again, but she quickly had a sudden idea and changed her mind.
In that case, Akina Amaho could also draw him, right? If he remembered correctly, he found that first sketch outside the volleyball court.
Amane Akina is probably also very interested in the volleyball club's activities, Miya Yu thought to herself.
Little did he know that Amaho Akina was simply observing the movements of the crowd.
"If Amaho comes to the volleyball club, she can observe how we play volleyball." At this point, he still thought Amaho Mina was his fan, and he proudly promoted the position of volleyball club manager to her.
"As for me, I wouldn't recommend it. I don't think I'm qualified for this position," Amaho Akina said with an awkward smile.
In her memory, the manager's job must involve a lot of work, right? The volleyball team occupies two venues, so she definitely can't keep up with all the work.
Will I still have time to draw then?
Akina Amane is very worried about this.
"Damn it, she doesn't even want to watch us train..." Miya Yu pouted, not expecting that Amaho Akina would refuse.
"It's okay, it's okay if I can't see the volleyball team's training scenes, I still have models here, don't I?" Akina Amasui slowly exhaled.
For some reason, after Gong You appeared, her nervousness eased considerably. Perhaps it was Gong You's sudden outgoing and friendly demeanor that made her gradually blend into the conversation.
Hmm... she doesn't dislike people who speak their minds, she just finds him a bit noisy.
Gong You blinked twice, pointed to himself, and his eyes lit up again.
This probably means—well, it means I should draw a picture of myself too?
He automatically ignored the fact that he was a model.
“Yes, I will draw for Miyayu-kun.” Akina Amaho nodded.
If there are two people working together, they can draw even more poses and movements, right?
Miya Yu didn't know what Amaho Akina was thinking; he just boasted to Miyaji, "See? You still really want me to be the model, don't you?"
Miyaji crossed his arms, a few black lines sliding down his face, clearly indicating that he didn't really want to pay attention to Miyayu in this state.
"Hey, give me back my painting." He simply gestured for Gong You to put the painting he had snatched back into his hand.
"Oh, anyway, I don't want this painting. It's not even about me, so it's pointless." Gong You returned the painting to Gong Zhi.
Gong Zhi frowned. He knew that Gong You's subtext was to show off. After all, although it was disgusting, the twins understood each other's thoughts.
He finally lost his temper and kicked Gong You hard in the butt.
Akina was in a panic. She realized that the two people were really fighting and rolling around on the grass without any regard for their image.
She took out her phone, her hands trembling, and was about to dial the police when a voice rang out.
What are you doing?
Following the sound, Amako Akina looked over and saw a young man with white hair but black tips.
He stared blankly at the twins wrestling on the ground.
They both visibly stiffened for a moment.
Amane blinked, as if she had realized something. So this person was at the top of their volleyball team's food chain?
However, it appears he just happened to be passing by the volleyball court.
Gong You and Gong Zhi obediently got up from the ground.
"Ah, we're exchanging feelings here." Gong You's eyes began to wander.
This is clearly his reason for making things up.
Kita Shinsuke glanced at Amaho Akina. He remembered seeing this girl a few days ago when he left the volleyball hall, and the peeping look he noticed back then must have been hers.
Kita Nobusuke merely glanced at them, clearly not believing them.
Akina Amaho took a deep breath. In short, she should apologize first. The look that Shinsuke Kita had given her just now seemed to say that he knew she was the one who had been secretly spying on the volleyball team's training a few days ago.
"I'm sorry, but I secretly watched the volleyball team's training a couple of days ago in order to find material." Akina Amasui suddenly bent over, startling the others.
She said this because she was a little embarrassed to reveal her true purpose—wouldn't it be misunderstood if she said she wanted to observe human dynamics?
“No, I didn’t mean to blame you. You can come to the volleyball club to watch the training. It’s fine tomorrow.” Kita Shinsuke shook his head.
"That way, Tianhui will be able to see my heroic and handsome figure!"
Miya Yu slammed his fist into his palm. He had been feeling a bit disheartened because Akina Amaho had refused the position of volleyball club manager, but now he was back to his usual self.
"Yes, remember to come watch our training session, Tensui-kun." Miyaji nodded as well.
Akina Amaho gave a hasty smile, indicating that she had heard what they were saying.
"Let's exchange contact information, Yuu-kun. I'll contact you next weekend." With a soft sigh, Akina Amaho still hadn't forgotten her promise to the model and the artist.
I'll give one to Miya Yu-kun too; they seemed to have been arguing about that painting earlier.
"Oh, let's join SNS, wait, why are you using such an awkward nickname?" Gong You took out his phone, looking excited, which seemed to indicate that he had a plan.
But after he thought about how Amamiya was addressed, he felt that something was off.
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