Chapter 77 Birth "Where did this guy come from?!"
"Where did this guy come from?!" Kadokawa's setter looked at Hyuga, who suddenly spiked the ball, in disbelief.
This kid was so noticeable before, why didn't they notice him at all just now?
However, one of the senior students in the group seemed to be deep in thought.
"Speaking of Karasuno, they seem to have recruited a short freshman this year. They were quite famous in Miyagi during the junior high school volleyball league. They say, 'Ahead lies the dazzling sun, behind lies the unnoticed shadow.'"
Recalling the opponent's seemingly effortless shot, the senior student recalled his memory.
"That number ten must be Karasuno's new recruit this year."
"Huh? Really?" The setter stared blankly at the short guy. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was hiding behind Bai Ze now, and he understood the short guy's helplessness even more clearly.
The senior high school student clearly knew something about it; as if recalling something unforgettable, he patted the setter on the shoulder.
"That kid and the new setter Karasuno recruited this year are like an asteroid hitting the earth. You'll see when you get there."
So they got to experience what it's like to be led around by Hinata.
Kageyama is exceptionally gifted in utilizing Hyuga's abilities. When he needs to unleash it indiscriminately to blind his opponents, he makes Hyuga as blazing as the midsummer sun. But when he wants the opponent to score, Hyuga transforms into a sharp dagger hidden in the shadows, striking with deadly precision.
Kadokawa was just feeling sorry for Hinata, thinking that he was too small and would probably be completely crushed by Hyakusawa. Now he was completely furious. Who knew where that little guy would suddenly appear from? Yet he had an extremely strong presence. Just as they were about to defend themselves, the other attackers from Karasuno began to exert their strength.
Despite having no one on their side with significant height advantage, Karasuno was surprisingly gaining the upper hand over Kadokawa.
The children watching the game exclaimed in amazement, "Coach, Karasuno is amazing!"
Before they arrived, they were prepared to cheer for Karasuno no matter the outcome, but they also knew that the match wouldn't be smooth sailing and there would be some setbacks and anxieties. Now, it seems that Karasuno is still very strong.
The retired coach watched the game silently.
This year's Karasuno team selection is indeed excellent. Kageyama and Hinata, these two volleyball idiots, need no further explanation. As a libero, Nishinoya Yu provides Karasuno with a strong and stable support. Tsukishima is also not an easy opponent.
The new kid has a good foundation in volleyball and strong individual skills.
Even those who weren't on the court were willing to use their own scoring methods, showing no sign of slacking off just because they weren't playing.
They are indeed a very good team, from the players to the atmosphere.
Coach Wu touched the rough stubble on his chin. Sigh, the thought that had been weighing on his mind resurfaced. He really wanted to lead the team in the competition, especially a team like this. He really wanted to see how far they could go.
"That kid Xixin is lucky to have met such a good team right away."
Feng, who had been sitting quietly behind them watching the game, laughed out loud upon hearing this.
"No, it is precisely because of this kind of team that Coach Wu Yangxi was able to lead the team."
Coach Wu turned around and found two teenagers sitting there. They looked about the same age as the students playing on the field, but their demeanor and speech were extraordinary, and their knowledge was beyond what one would expect from high school students.
The black-haired young man next to him, wearing a top hat, wasn't Japanese. He had deep-set eyes, and an orange-gold ribbon was tied to his hat. He seemed indifferent, but he also silently expressed his support.
In fact, the number of foreigners in the Karasuno audience section was already far too high, yet they cheered so enthusiastically that it made the few locals feel like they had accidentally wandered into a foreigners' movie set.
Considering the new team member was of Italian-Japanese descent and mostly from foreign families, it was understandable. The retired coach didn't object, but simply jokingly scolded his own son.
"In the end, that kid just got incredibly lucky, didn't he?"
His smile added more wrinkles to the corners of his eyes, softening the sternness he usually displayed when watching training. The two children curiously moved a few steps closer, their eyes glued to the game on the field, but their ears perked up, paying close attention to what was happening here.
Listening to the old man's words, Feng sighed, "But for Karasuno to meet a coach like this might be the most suitable match for them."
Coach Wu Yang didn't refute that statement. His gaze shifted from Hyuga back to Wu Yang, who was standing on the sidelines with his arms crossed. Although he was still nonchalant, he had matured somewhat. However, he lacked experience and could offer the group of kids very few tactical options.
"We will go all over the country!"
The little one was so lively that he kept hearing the same phrase all the time.
Perhaps they will create a miracle?
Coach Wu, after considering various options, ultimately decided to place himself in the shoes of a spectator watching the game, and gave a hearty laugh.
"A team that's a complete mess, from the coach to the players, hahaha."
The two children couldn't help but ask, "Coach, do you think Xiaoxiang and the others can really go to the national competition?"
"Nobody can say for sure," Coach U said evasively. "Perhaps Shiratori Zeqiang?"
He gave an example, and the two children nodded. Gu Direnhua listened as well, wanting to see what the coach's grandfather, a senior who sounded very capable, would say.
"This year at IH, nobody knew that Qingcheng Yexi, who had always been second in the county, would suddenly rise to prominence, sweeping ahead and defeating Bai Niaoze to advance into the national championships," the old coach said, waving his fan.
"Every team is an unknown; until the end of the game, no one knows who will win."
"Doesn't the coach know either?"
"Unless the two teams are vastly different, and the game is different from training, there are too many interfering factors, so it's hard to say for sure."
"Oh, I see—" the child drawled.
Renhua realized that Aoba City West was the school that had eliminated them from IH, and that the demolition of their gymnasium was also due to the other school's help to Karasuno so that they wouldn't end up training in ruins.
Ah, it seems Hinata has a good relationship with their team.
"But I think this year's Karasuno has the strength to make it to the national championships," the veteran coach added at the end.
The two children's eyes lit up, and they jumped and skipped around the coach, but his authority remained, so they didn't dare to be too unruly, only their eyes filled with anticipation.
"So, does that mean we can go to Tokyo to watch the game then?!"
Before the retired coach could speak, Dai Limao, the man who had been silently watching the game, spoke up.
"Can."
He turned around, and although he had tried to restrain himself, his imposing aura still made the two children, including Renhua, tremble.
"We can invite our friends and family who like Karasuno to join us. We'll set aside the round-trip fare for the Vongola Club so we can all go and cheer them on together."
What a bold statement!
The aura of wealth was overwhelming, and only then did Taniguchi Hitoka remember that Sawada Tsunayoshi was also labeled as a rich second-generation. He was usually so unconventional that she forgot that he had initially entered Karasuno with the persona of a spoiled but generous rich kid.
Now, as the person in front of me speaks, I recall those words again.
Coach Urumqi laughed and said he would definitely go if he had the chance. He then asked if Reborn was a family member of a Urumqi player.
Reborn neither shook his head nor nodded, gently fiddling with the orange-gold ribbon hanging by his side. The ribbon didn't quite match the young nobleman's attire, but it added a touch of gentleness for no reason. If it weren't for his face, Renka might have found it somewhat comical.
"I am Tsunayoshi's tutor."
His tone was so matter-of-fact that Taniguchi Hitoka almost thought he was referring to some of Tsunayoshi's relatives, like his older brother, but...
"He's so young!" Renhua couldn't contain her shock.
After reacting, he repeatedly bowed and apologized.
"Ah, I didn't mean to offend you, it's just that you're Sawada-san's tutor, and you're so young for a tutor!"
If Sawada Tsunayoshi were here, he would probably say that this is nothing compared to what happened with the baby in the previous story. This is something that is hard to accept for the time being.
Reborn didn't mind, "I'm Italian, so you might not be able to tell my age. Don't worry about it."
But wouldn't such a face usually make one look older?
Gu Diren dared not ask, fearing the terrifying answer that the other party was only a little over ten years old.
In her haste, she caught a glimpse of Lambo sitting there holding a banner. That kind of foreign kid is perfectly normal!
Another fake teenager laughed and said, "Yes, I often get mistaken for someone else's age too."
Renka Tani looked at the other person's glossy black braids behind her. The other person noticed her gaze, raised a section of the braid, the orange-gold ribbon tied to it shimmering.
"Because I thought it would fall off easily if I tied it on my forehead, I tied it in my hair instead, and Ippei even said it looked pretty good."
Then he looked at Reborn again, and the two fake teenagers, quite tacitly, didn't foolishly tie the straps around their heads.
Hearing someone call his name, Ippei's cheeks flushed.
"Master, it's beautiful!"
"That's true," Yachi Hitoka nodded silently as she looked at that face. Wait, wait, that's not what she wanted to ask!
So, this handsome guy?
"Yes, I am Chinese."
The other party readily stated their nationality.
The two children next to him were completely confused. "Huh? Sawada-nii is Italian and Japanese, so why does he have a Chinese relative?"
"It doesn't necessarily have to be relatives, friends are fine too, right?" Taniguchi Hitoka said. Her gaze quickly swept back and forth between Kaze and Hibari.
These two might be twins.
The next second, Feng's answer completely surprised her.
"Well, although most of the people here are not related to Tsunayoshi by blood, I am Tsunayoshi's cousin."
Yes, Tsuna himself admitted it.
Reborn clicked his tongue in annoyance; clearly, Feng had mentioned this to him many times behind his back.
Gu Diren scratched his head, and the two children next to him also racked their brains.
"So, Sawada-nii is actually of mixed Chinese, Japanese, and Korean descent!?"
Reborn, finally unable to stand by and watch this guy spread rumors until the whole world believed that Sawada Tsunayoshi was connected to him, spoke up.
"No, your Sawada-nii is a genuine Italian-Japanese mixed-race."
That's strange. Yachi and the two children had mixed feelings. Where did Sawada come from with a Chinese brother?
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Author's note: Writing about this kind of persecution is particularly easy for me.
27: My nationality almost changed during one match.
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