Chapter 102: The Prince is Someone Else. The first day of school at Shiratorizawa Academy...
The school term at Shiratorizawa Academy started at the end of August, which gave them a week to finish their homework after the training camp break. Of course, this wasn't a problem for most people. People like Shirabu and Kenjo had almost finished their homework after the IH ended. As for Midorikawa, he also finished it on time by the deadline. However, this also caused him to collapse on the table like a puddle of slime on the first day of school, and he was even weak when he spoke.
Shirabu, who just greeted him: ...
Bai Bu threw his schoolbag on his desk and said, "Your dark circles are too exaggerated."
Midorikawa said nothing. He tremblingly gave a thumbs up and slumped down on the desk. He looked sad, with a hint of vomiting at the corner of his mouth.
"Didn't we finish it in the cafe before?" Baibu still felt a lingering fear when thinking about this. After all, no one expected that Jiancheng, who looked like a decent person, could sing so catastrophically. He has already retracted his statement that Jiancheng could become an idol.
That's a weapon-level song - if you encounter a criminal, maybe if you play a section of it, he will drop his knife and become a Buddha on the spot. Of course, he will be liberated.
Midorikawa said weakly, "...I forgot there was English."
Shirabu: Like this.
Given that Midorikawa's grades in the best class aren't too bad, he's not as lopsided as Kenjo, but not as balanced as Shirabu either. English just happens to be his worst subject, so he actually used the day before school to cram in English? That seems pretty impressive.
During the conversation, Jiancheng Xinyi came over with a group of people around him, and the originally quiet space suddenly became noisy.
His outfit today was quite normal. Wearing the Shiratorizawa Academy uniform, he looked like a prince when he was silent. His hair seemed to be cut shorter, and his face didn't show much expression, but he would respond when spoken to.
"Mr. Shinichi! IH's performance was truly outstanding! Please give me an autograph."
"Okay."
Then Baibu took a look at the other person's signature, which was written in the crooked handwriting of an elementary school student.
Shirabu: ...
It's hard to believe that your fans would like something like this that can be stuck on the wall and used as a talisman.
When class was about to start and the people around them had dispersed, Jian Chengxin glanced at them twice, then his eyes lit up and he rummaged through his bag and took out two small jars. Then, with a guilty look on his face, he divided the things between him and Midorikawa, "Here are some for you."
Bai Bu stared at the blue jar in his hand for a while, then fell silent. He looked at Jian Cheng (he had already started looking at the ceiling, as if he suddenly discovered how strange the pattern on the ceiling had been for half a year), and then looked at the glass jar in his hand that still had some weight.
Shirabu: "...It's not a failed product so they gave it to us, right?"
Didn't Jiancheng usually eat vegetables raw? Aside from sending Seto-senpai the gift before, he didn't seem to notice that he would send other people lunch boxes or something like that.
Can he really cook? This guy looked at him suspiciously for a while, and the next second he found that Jiancheng actually made an idiot face and started trying to whistle - the key point was that he didn't know how to whistle at all, and he didn't know where he learned it. He was just breathing out through his mouth, looking a hundred times more stupid than usual.
Absolutely a failed product!
Shirabu decided to wait and see Midorikawa's reaction. When he turned around, he found Midorikawa, who had just wilted, now fully alive. He gave him a questioning look while chewing. After swallowing it all, he spoke in a slightly bewildered tone, "Why are you looking at me, Kenjiro... Is it ok? Did you make this, Kenjo?"
White cloth:.
Shirabu shifted his gaze back to Kenjo Shinichi, who had stopped blowing (that was really stupid), and then fell silent, taking a moment to find his voice.
"...If you ever make that 'this thing is edible' expression again, I'll kick you in the face, Jiancheng."
Even I was surprised. Sure enough, I threw it to them without even trying it! It seemed that Midorikawa's evaluation had no effect at all. He hesitated for a moment and scooped a little with a spoon. Finally, he said with a little hesitation: "It's actually edible."
Midorikawa choked for a moment, took a breath, and then said helplessly, "...How much do you distrust Jiancheng?"
Shirabu replied with a look that said, "That's not natural," "No, it's your trust that's abnormal."
Jiancheng is a person who eats anything anytime and anywhere!
Then both of them turned their gaze to Kenjo Shinichi who was staring at them.
The farmer looked at this and then that, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "It's pickled fish roe."
Putting it in the bucket failed!
However, since the king fish has been cooperating in producing roe in the past few days, the farmer's trial and error cost is not high. In addition, the spring fish king and the iridium eel have been separated in recent days - Robin's fish pond only needs three days, but when he goes to check every day, he can still find that these two stupid fish are still quarreling.
They even started arguing about who had the biggest yield, which was a good thing for the farmer, although he didn't know where the male Spring Fish King got the roe from, or how the iridium eel, which had the same number of eels, persisted in stir-frying his colleagues every day.
After hearing this explanation, Shirabu and Midorikawa said: ...
No, they could tell. When would this guy be able to catch up with their radio waves?
*
Daily training after school started as scheduled. The Shiratorizawa Academy Volleyball Club had a practice match in the second week. After all, self-training is important, but more growth still requires progressing together with others - of course, there may not be any together, at least the members of Tohoku University of Commerce think so.
"Beep--" After the score was widened again, the whistle announcing the end of the game sounded.
Xiaoshan felt a little helpless, and Mori Xingtaka beside him was smirking at him.
"Have Shiratorizawa quietly evolved again? Are they some kind of monster?" Xiaoshan said with a sigh as they were leaving the field. "Their sticky style of play is so annoying."
As a libero, it is a big problem to receive Ushijima's spike, not to mention that Shiratorizawa's setter will also choose to spike - the advantage of the double setter system is that once you only pay attention to Kenjo Shinichi's pass, you will forget that he actually has a very flexible wrist and is a very good main attacker candidate. When the other setter, No. 10, passes the ball to him, it is simply like he is doing it randomly.
If you are not careful, you will easily overlook this point, which is why it is very annoying, just like being silently stared at by a python.
Mori Yukitaka scratched his cheek and said, "I heard from Karasuno that they held a training camp after IH."
You know, this is a bit novel for Shiratorizawa, who has always focused on himself, but when you think about it, they have tried to change their tactics, so it is not surprising that they chose to train together.
Xiaoshan took a sip of water and said, "They are the ones who will be competing in the national sports this year. They really are the only ones who dominate."
The score difference is 7 points as far as the eye can see, not to mention that for some reason, Coach Washi Takumi chose to make a substitution in the serving game. Yunohama was promoted from the second team to the first team this year. Although he can only sit on the bench at the moment, what Xiaoshan said has some reason. In recent years, Shiratorizawa is indeed the only strong one. If there were dark horse players before, now Shiratorizawa is the only one who dominates the field.
"The king of the mountain?" The image of a tiger emerged in Mori Xingtaka's mind.
As if he could see what he was thinking, Xiaoshan reached out and waved away the bubble frame above the secondary attacker's head, "Shiratorizawa Shiratorizawa should be a bird no matter how you look at it."
"...That's a bit too stereotypical. Why couldn't it be a tiger?" Mori Yukitaka firmly defended his imagination. "After all, the aura is quite impressive."
"Huh?" Xiaoshan said, "That's more like a dog, right? That kind of disgusting volleyball would make anyone who saw it call him a real dog."
“…”
Because the last sentence was too loud, the two people looked at each other, and finally turned to the direction of Shiratorizawa with tacit understanding. Wherever they looked, the other party didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and they breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. That was great.
*
When they were about to leave after the club event, they were handed a promotional poster with the time of the Shiratorizawa School Festival written on it.
Xiaoshan and Mori Yukitaka sat on the bus and watched for a while, and finally found that the performance programs of each class were written very clearly. Of course, because the purpose of the campus festival is also to promote the school, in addition to the class activities, the volleyball club activities are also written on it.
"...Exchange with the basketball club?"
Mori Xinggao looked at it for a while and said, "What do you mean, are they going to play basketball?"
Although they are both ball sports, they are not mutually exclusive. If someone who has played basketball for a long time plays volleyball, they will often make some funny things, such as suddenly wanting to shoot and holding the ball with both hands. So... volleyball clubs playing basketball? Really?
Xiaoshan was a little interested, "Wouldn't it be possible to see that guy's joke?"
Moriyuki Gao:......
How much do you hate Jiancheng?
"By the way, do you know their class's performance?" Xiaoshan asked.
Generally speaking, most of them would choose adaptations of fairy tales. After looking at the class list on the promotional poster, except for some classes that chose ensemble performances, most of them are dramas.
Because of his connections on the Karasuno side, and because Mori Yukinaka himself was a little curious, he asked Sawamura, who had been promoted to captain. Then, about twenty minutes later, they received a text message.
Sawamura: ...I heard Nishitani say it was the Frog Prince.
Xiaoshan's disappointment was visibly evident: "I don't want to see him play a prince."
Judging from his popularity, he will definitely play the prince...at the very least, a princess. A 1.9-meter-tall princess? It's a bit eye-catching. No matter how good-looking his face is, it won't work. What a bad taste.
“…Not really.” Mori Xingtaka stared at the phone screen with a complicated expression and handed the phone to Xiaoshan.
Sawamura: Kenjo-kun seems to be playing a frog.
As if to prevent them from misunderstanding, the Karasuno main attacker added another sentence.
[Sawamura: The prince is another classmate named Midorikawa]
“…”
What the hell, Jiancheng is a frog? The prince is someone else?
The two looked at each other, and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
"You'd better come and take a look."
In the end, Xiaoshan made the final decision and Mori Xinggao nodded.
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The author has something to say: There will be more in the evening! I'm very sorry that I've been a bit stuck these days. I'd better not express my ambitions next time. Every time I say them, it feels like a flag (tears.jpg). I'll send 20 red envelopes to everyone in the first 20 chapters, and also wrote a little drama.
【Small Theater】
The premise is that when Kanagawa's first training camp Tanjiro appeared, he didn't show up until the next day because of some family matters. Anyway, this troublesome thing is actually——
Takeo (Tanjiro's younger brother) doesn't want to be number one in Kanagawa.
Then, I met Yuichi (the older brother who cheated by using Kusuo Amon's super powers) in a coffee shop. Anyway, there was a legitimate reason for him to be stalked. He didn't appear in the main story.
"Sometimes this happens," said a blue-haired boy with a gentle gaze who was sitting in front of him, "My younger brother can be very disobedient sometimes."
Tanjiro took a deep breath, "Yeah...but it's still worrying if I go to Fukuda General alone."
However, Takeo is not a helpless person. He is very good at swordsmanship. Kanagawa Daiichi and Fukuda General are both strong kendo schools, and both sides will poach each other's students and offer high subsidies to attract potential students.
Especially in the case of the Kamado family, this alone is very attractive.
So it was rare for him to have a good chat with someone he met for the first time in a cafe - all based on the premise that the other person also had a younger brother.
"But sometimes being too restrictive isn't a good idea either," the blue-haired man said, looking very sincere, the mole beside his mouth moving with the curve of his smile.
Tanjiro agreed: "...Yes, yes, you have a lot of experience in dealing with brotherly relationships."
He said this with great sincerity, "I'm sure your brother must be very dependent on you."
"Really? Do you think so?!" His tone suddenly rose, and the person in front of him curved his eyebrows and looked completely moved. "...It's great that you can rely on me."
Then he said with some distress, "But recently all my calls have been hung up as nuisance calls."
Tanjiro:......
The complaints are getting more and more biased. "We could live together, but he insisted on going to another place to be a farmer."
Tanjiro: "Farmer?"
"Yeah, even though he's successful in everything he does, he can be a bit too willful sometimes. Is it too much to call him several times a day? We were so close before..."
Tanjiro:......
No, several calls a day, it sounds like it doesn't feel like you are indulging your brother at all.
After seeing this, Tanjiro decided to go back and have a good talk with Takeo.
——It was solved smoothly the next day.
P.S.: Because the system is repaired too slowly, the farmers who only receive harassing garbled phone calls every day really think it is a scam (sincerely). They will deliberately not reply after the system is repaired (hello)
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