Chapter 47: There shouldn't be any fish in the pond. Tokyo, Sound...
Tokyo, Otokoma High School, Volleyball Club.
Looking at the empty corner of the stadium where a setter should have been, Kuroo Tetsuro gently placed the sports drink in his hand on the ground.
"…Does anyone know where the grinding went?"
The sophomore outside hitter wondered, "Why is his setter missing as soon as he returns?" Didn't he sneak out of practice and refuse to practice? After all, Grinding really hated extra training.
But no one paid attention to Kuroo's genuine doubts, so he had to roll his eyes and start detective mode.
After losing the IH preliminaries, Mamoru had been working hard, right? Could it really be because the volleyball club's training schedule had been too tight recently? Kuroo pondered for a moment, then looked up in the direction of the libero. "Yaku, do you know what Mamoru was doing?"
Ye Jiu, who had been practicing solo, looked up. "I asked him just now, and he seemed to say he went to buy some water." He was halfway through his sentence when he saw something the deputy had placed on the floor. He quickly changed his story. "Or maybe he was called away by the teacher. Isn't it almost finals week?"
"For example, there are suddenly more homework assignments or something." Ye Jiuwei's voice became lower and lower, and he even started to whistle.
Kuroo Tetsuro: ...
You're so guilty that your eyes are almost floating to the ceiling, Yejiu! And the excuse you made up on the spur of the moment is so lame!
After observing the micro-expressions of several members, Kuroo Tetsuro discovered something.
Grind him, he must have run out to be lazy!
Kuroo sadly admitted the truth.
*
Lone Claw Grinding met a strange man. He was walking in front of him at first, but then he turned back twice as if he saw something unbelievable, and then showed a subtle expression of shock.
Grinding:.
...acting in a sitcom?
Mo Mo sighed inwardly, this guy seemed like a very troublesome type... He didn't want to get involved, so he thought about it and stopped, ready to wait until the man disappeared from his sight before continuing forward.
But it was obvious that things were beyond his expectations——
Because the man stopped, then started rummaging in his pockets, and finally took out a fishing rod.
Grinding: ...
etc?
Where did the fishing rod come from? Mo Mo's eyes widened slightly, and then the man looked at him a few more times, as if to make sure he wouldn't leave. Then his expression settled into one of "reassurance" and he stood beside the small pond. Then, with great momentum, he cast the line and began to perform a fishing show on the spot.
...Regardless of why there was suddenly a small pool next to Neko, Momo fell into deep thought at this moment, and began to wonder whether he had accidentally entered a different world or whether reality was an RPG game.
No, Momo pulled himself back to reality from his thoughts and slowly moved towards this strange person: "...There shouldn't be any fish in the pond."
After all, in his opinion, this small pool that appeared inexplicably was really shallow. He could even see the black and white tiles underneath. It could be said that there was nothing here except the water outlet. Even if he fished here until dark, nothing would get caught. Perhaps it was the mentality of saving the idiot that prompted Mo Mo to say the above words of dissuasion.
Who knew that the blue-haired boy seemed to have completely blocked out his words, and continued to stare intently at the water surface that stretched as far as the eye could see. Then the next second he saw the buoy floating on the water move, followed by a violent tremor, and then the person standing next to him began to struggle with the fishing rod, and his expression seemed a bit ferocious.
Grinding: ...
This person is really hardworking, but is this a special prop for performance art or something? Am I disturbing anyone by being here?
At this moment, the text message ringtone of the mobile phone rang at the right time. The first-year setter Yinju shrank his neck. Wow, it seems that he forgot to report to others before going out... So the text message should be from the little black man. Thinking of this, he took out the mobile phone from the right pocket of his school uniform, opened the interface and it was just as he expected.
【Xiao Hei: Grind!!!】
Just reading the text is like hearing the sound.
[Xiao Hei: Where have you been?! You can't skip training just because you're tired! !]
Grinding: ...
Mo Mo checked the time. It was less than 20 minutes before he left the house. He looked at the fried noodles and bread in his hand, then at the message from Xiao Hei, and pressed the keyboard.
【Grinding: coming out to buy things.】
The other party replied quickly.
Xiao Hei: Water? Didn't I say I'd go buy some?
Mo Li thought about it and it seemed to be true, but he suddenly came out because he wanted to eat the bread from the convenience store opposite the school. Okay, maybe he didn't want to add more training. But after a while, in order to clear his suspicion, Mo Li slapped the bread in his hand to him.
[Grinding: It's bread. (photo.jpg)]
Perhaps seeing the "legitimate reason", Kuroo's tone suddenly became much calmer. He made an OK gesture, which meant that he was asking him to come back quickly, saying that the next team training match was about to begin and the seniors were waiting for him and so on.
Grinding:.
Suddenly, he wanted to delay for a while longer. He took the first step and retracted it again. He wanted to wait for another five minutes...
Thinking of this, he turned to look at the strange boy, and his eyes widened the next second, because at this moment, there were things piled up at the other's feet that were impossible to catch in the small pond.
Apart from the blue gelatinous object, there was a blue can of Coke with the word "JOJA" written on it, as well as what looked like a broken CD and... a branch?
His pupils trembled as he focused his gaze on the small pool that seemed to have nothing in it, and he even considered putting his hand in to test it.
Could this be the legendary passage connecting to another world? !
But just a few seconds after he was shocked, the man started to reel in the line again, and this time he caught... a fish?
It is a yellowish-brown fish with a very intelligent look in its eyes.
Grinding: ...
If I'm not mistaken, this fish should be a flatfish, a species that can only be found near the sea. (Note 1)
How could someone have fished it out of such a shallow pond? Could it be that this performance artist is actually a magician? No, to achieve this level of skill, it can only be called magic, right?
Or was it some weird, obscure variety show Japan had come up with? They'd found some incredibly talented people just to watch the reactions of these innocent bystanders?
Grinding: Cosmic Cat Head Thinking.jpg
Then he was awakened from his immersion by a strange wet and sticky feeling. He looked down and found that a flounder that was obviously still alive was stuffed into his hand. Although he didn't know why the fish showed no signs of struggling, it seemed that it was looking forward to him taking it.
Grinding: ...
Mo Mo looked up at the person who gave him the gift, or should be considered a gift. The man had a handsome face, and just looking at his face, you would never imagine that he was the type who would fish in public. At this moment, he was staring at him with an expression as if expecting him to say something.
Grinding opened his mouth, wanting to say thank you but he didn't need it, but the first thing he said was: "Thank you, how did you know I like this."
Grinding: ...
Grind:?
La Li looked at the flounder in his hand, then looked at the person who was still staring at him, and for a moment he felt a little dazed.
What on earth is this horrible NPC dialogue?
As if in a trance and unable to see him, the strange man suddenly started to greet him.
"Hi," he said with curiosity in his tone, "Hello, how are you? What brings you here, Sebastian?"
Grinding:.
So who is Sebastian?
*
"...I'm back," Kuroo Tetsuro said in a weak but familiar tone. He looked up and found that Kojinran walked into the volleyball club with a dejected look on his face.
The greeting he was about to say turned into, "What's wrong?"
When he asked the question, he found that there was a tall man following behind Guzhua Mo La, who was looking around with curiosity.
Kuroo: ...
Kuroo gave a fake smile, "Welcome, welcome. Who is this...?" He turned his gaze to the grinder who started to act like a coward.
Grinding:.
Laji closed his eyes resignedly and began to explain, "...This is Kenjo-kun of Shiratorizawa, Kenjo Shinichi."
The player who heard his name exclaimed, then stared at Kuroo with excitement, "I know you!"
Kuroo:?
Could it be that his fame has spread all the way to Shiratorizawa?
Mo Mo thought for a moment and added, "Kenjo-kun's way of thinking is different from that of ordinary people."
In fact, there is a world of difference, but for some reason, Mo Mo held back these words.
Kuroo: “…Is that so?”
But Shiratorizawa, should be a regular at the national competition, I didn't expect that someone would recognize them now that they are lonely. Although they are quite strong recently, Kuroo rarely showed some enthusiasm to receive guests, "This Kenjo-kun..."
Are you here for a visit? Before he could finish his words, he saw this guy named Jian Cheng with an excited look on his face: "Demi! I know you!"
Kuroo: ...
Kuroo's smile froze on his face.
Who is this Demi?
But the strange man in front of him continued, as he began to circle around Kuroo.
And started to make a series of statements that made people dizzy, such as "When will you come to give me the mushroom piles?" and "Research task, I need a research task" - of course, this cannot rule out the reason why the other party has been turning around.
Kuroo: ...
Kuroo: "Where's the grinding? Grind and save it."
Don’t start the mind-numbing mode once trouble has come your way!!
In the end, Yamamoto and Hisense helped to pull them apart. Mo Mo had already started eating bread by himself, as if he was treating them as a show.
Kuroo: "Isn't it just to give you extra training? How heartless."
However, remembering something, he turned to look at Jian Cheng, who was being suppressed by the coalition and was now sitting on the ground in the volleyball hall, "Oh, this Jian Cheng Jun."
"Are you from the volleyball club?"
My right eyelid suddenly started twitching: ...
There is always a sense of foreboding.
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Author's Note: Note 1: Flounder is Sebastian's favorite gift.
P.S.: I took the bus home from graduation yesterday and stayed there until around 9pm. I had planned to write this after waking up (I even set an alarm), but when I woke up it was already 7am (…) Private Marseille everyone, ORZ
If I write quickly, it will be available in the evening. If not, please get up tomorrow morning to read it (heart)
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