Chapter 131: The seemingly bad-looking Saint always feels that every time he encounters...
I always feel that every time something happens in Jiancheng, it becomes inexplicably exaggerated.
Xinghai was angry for a while - after all, Jiancheng said that clothes like Shuanggua's were really ugly, but then he calmed himself down and started to eat the chicken on the plate.
Ushijima was the first one to finish eating. He said lightly, "Thank you for the meal" and then turned his gaze to Xinghai who was still eating.
"Isn't Hirugami coming?"
Logically speaking, given Hirugami's volleyball level, he should not be excluded from the training camp.
Xinghai's conversation with Ushijima was much calmer. "He stopped playing volleyball and chose to work at a veterinary hospital—a new one recently opened that allowed him to observe the work at the end of the department. He's even less inclined to come."
The original plan didn't include Hakuba, but after Hirugami withdrew, a vacancy became available, and Coach Huoshao thought about it and decided to fill in with another member of Oudai. Although it was a missed opportunity, Hakuba himself didn't mind it very much. Of course, he had to do anything to improve himself.
Ushijima then said "hmm" and stopped talking.
Ichiro held the opposite opinion: "Of course you can come here even if you don't plan to play volleyball - my goal is to beat Kenjo in Harukaka."
This was the main reason why he came to the training camp this time. At least he wanted to teach Jiancheng a lesson at the Spring High School. Thinking of this, Youyilang took a sip of soup.
Xinghai's mouth was full, and he waved his fork in the air. "I should be the one who defeated Shiratorizawa."
Having failed to meet in either IH or the national tournament, he was determined to have a match this time—if all else failed, he'd definitely come all the way to Miyagi. Xinghai's expression was incredibly serious. "Let's have a practice match where we're betting everything on it."
Ichiro:......
The expression on his face was as determined as if he was saying "If you lose, you will die." Ichiro thought to himself, I didn't expect that other places also have such a custom.
As for Kenjo Shinichi, his reaction was to eat up all the side dishes - the leftovers used by the chef for decoration. Most of the time, no one would eat them except Kenjo who was sticking to the "Clean Plate" campaign.
Then he held up the plate high: "I'm done eating."
It's like showing off to an elementary school student.
Just then, Kuroo passed by with a plate of food. As if gifted with the ability to intercept other people's words, he automatically activated the conversion system in his brain upon hearing Shiratorizawa and Shoto. He donned a cloak he'd found from somewhere and said, "Holding an eating contest? I want to join!"
"Bokuman, move out!"
Washio, who was following behind him: ...
Regardless of what type of superhero this "bokuman" is, this cape really looks like their training vest...
That's not the case, right?
But it was obvious that Kuroo didn't care about that. "Are you going to start? I can eat now!"
Ushijima looked at Kuroo who had just picked up his food because he arrived late, and then looked at Kenjo who had finished eating and was waiting for Xinghai.
"No," he said finally, without hesitation, "Sword City is over."
Even Xinghai and Youyilang had eaten almost enough, so the competition couldn't even start.
Bokuman failed before he even started.
Katsuki: ...
Wooden Rabbit was eclipsed.
"It's really amazing that it has turned into this color..." Xinghai was amazed.
Washio pushed Kuroo away and said, "Alright, alright, I'll compete with you. Let's go and decide who's the winner."
Gong You, who was sitting a little distance away, was silent for a few seconds and then complained: "Are they kindergarten students?"
Alan sighed: "You are almost the same, right?"
Sakuhaya, who was forced to be with them: ...
Sakuhaya looked at his meal, then looked at Ushijima who was about to leave, and finally made a decision.
"Can you please make way?" He politely put on his mask, picked up his half-eaten plate, and stood up: "I want to go out."
Gong You: ...
Gong You turned around and seemed to sigh: "Is this what it means to be a fan?"
Alan made way for Saku to leave early, then continued, "I don't know if you're a fan, but if you don't finish your meal quickly, the soup will get cold."
Gong You:.
He was so busy watching the fun that he forgot to eat. If Zhu Zhi knew about this, he would probably accuse him of wasting food.
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Miyagi, Shiratorizawa.
Although Jiancheng and the others were asked to go to training, Shiratorizawa also had special training of his own, the purpose of which was of course for the Spring High School in a month.
Many teams can win the championship in a certain event, but after all, humans are still such ambitious creatures. Shiratorizawa has already won the IH championship and the national championship, so what's next.
"...It must be the Spring High champion." During the break, Seto stretched out a hand slightly. The gaps in the volleyball hall allowed a little sunlight to penetrate. In the afternoon, it could just shine in a little. The sunlight penetrated through the gaps between his fingers, and warmth and sleepiness came over him, and the soreness of his muscles surged up. "I wonder how Kenjo and the others are doing."
"I didn't expect you to say something like that," Yamagata took a sip of water. "Champion..." He narrowed his eyes. "Sometimes I get a little too passionate."
Changing the subject, "Ushijima will definitely get lost."
Tendou scratched his cheek with his fingers. "Is that the 'cafeteria with lots of turns' we talked about in first grade?"
Daping slowly said: "You went in the wrong direction,
Thinking about Ushijima's serious face when he came back to tell them that they had to go around many corners to get to the training cafeteria, several people looked at each other and saw the helplessness on each other's faces.
"Don't worry," finally, Seto spoke, "I told him to take Kenjo with him when he moves."
“…”
What effect does this have? Are they just going to stare blankly at each other?
Senmi continued, "At least we can talk while we wait for rescue."
Thinking about how Jiancheng and Ushijima get along with each other, it's basically just a "hmm" and a "okay" to kill the game, and small talk is impossible. Seeing that no one spoke, Senmi supported himself on the ground with his hands and was silent for two seconds.
"Isn't it funny?"
Yamagata and Ohira chose to walk away, while Tendo held the back of his head and smiled, not intending to speak, so Senmi had to turn his gaze to the only two juniors present. There was a hint of awkwardness in the air, and finally Shirabu, who was standing, slowly broke the silence.
"I don't know what Jiancheng is doing now." Baibu said, turning his head to look at Kawanishi Taichi who was also standing next to him. The other party had finished his rest and was about to start the next round of training.
Kawanishi tried to ignore the intense gazes from the seniors on the ground: "Practice, I guess."
"You're working really hard."
"Speaking of which, did you eat well? The last time Roli came back, he only talked about the cafeteria, and I don't know how the food tasted."
"It should be good, after all, it's the whole country, in order to maintain the players' condition and so on. But will they be picky about food?"
"This isn't something that Sword City should be worried about."
Senmi: ...
Your change of topic is so abrupt! Are his jokes really that unhelpful?!
Senmi Eita, a second-year student at Shiratorizawa High School, fails miserably at telling jokes.
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As for the farmer mentioned, he was staring at the assistant coach.
The Kenjo-kun in front of him was a little taller than him, with slightly drooping eyelashes, revealing sharp eyebrows. Because he was still young, his temperament was a little immature, but Tachibana Ukyo still felt an inexplicable sense of pressure.
It feels like being pestered for candy by an irresistible little devil.
He thought silently, then took a few steps back.
"...Kenjo-kun," the young assistant coach from Jingda Mountain said, shielding his face from Kenjo Shinichi's view by holding the clipboard. "Even if you say so, there shouldn't be any parrots in the Volleyball Association."
farmer:……
How could there not be any? This is Jiang Island!
What’s Ginger Island without parrots!
The farmer also took a few steps back, his face full of disbelief.
Ukyo Tachibana:......
It’s not that hard to accept, is it? Are you the kid who throws a tantrum if you don’t see any candy on Halloween?
It was warm-up time, and everyone except Jian Cheng was on the side. Seeing this, Iizuna put his hands on his hips and said, "Coach Ukyo is being pestered."
"Don't you think it's interesting, Holy Minister?" He tilted his head and looked at Sakuhaya, who was alone against the wall receiving a pass. "Kenjo-kun is an interesting person, isn't he?"
Then he thought of something and gave a slightly malicious smile, "And he seems to like you very much."
Sakuhaya:......
Sakuza's face was expressionless: "My face smells bad." (Note 1)
As for what he likes very much, it’s better to say that Jiancheng likes most people... After he came here, he has been sticking to Xinghai and Gong You. He is an extremely difficult person to deal with.
If he notices you, you will definitely be in trouble... Just look at what happened to Gong You and Xinghai at noon. Of course, it will also be troublesome if he notices you.
More people means more bacteria.
Iizuna: "So this is why you've been standing in the corner since yesterday?"
Sakuya paused for a moment, "That's not it."
It's simply because I find it troublesome. I always feel that if I get noticed, people will gather around me.
Moreover, he now had an inexplicable ominous premonition, as if he would be attacked with a towel used to wipe sweat in the next second.
Sakuhaya suddenly sighed and stopped practicing against the wall.
And Iizuna's expression suddenly became strange, "...Here it comes."
Sakuhaya:.
His right eyelid suddenly twitched twice.
"Although there is no parrot, the Holy Minister is here..."
The voice came from behind.
Sakuhaya:......
This outstanding main attacker of Jingtashan High School closed his eyes and thought to himself,
The towel that had been used to wipe the sweat came over,
"Please, Shengchen, can you take him with you during the warm-up?" Tachibana Ukyo smiled awkwardly and pushed the still autistic blue-haired boy forward until he stood in front of Sakuhaya. Then he took a few steps as if he had retreated safely, and then trotted to a position near the aisle.
Are you a parent who is afraid that your child will not want to go to kindergarten after seeing you?
Farmer: "Ah, long time no see plum tree."
We've already seen each other this morning, right? Could it be that Kenjo-kun didn't notice? That's possible, though, since they didn't have time to fight each other this morning...
Iizuna glanced at Sakuhaya's expression.
Then he walked away quietly, leaving space for the two of them. Of course, he didn't want to watch the fun. Iizuna smiled.
It doesn't look good, Holy Minister.
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The author has something to say: Note 1: Mendokusai is extremely troublesome, I think everyone should be able to read it (hey)
Second editor: Actually, I thought of Bokuman as "Mumuxia" (hey), but the one written by the boss of the commentary made me laugh all the time (I like to read the comments over and over again whenever I have time) (Why do I like reading the comments so much? Reflect on yourself, Yami)
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