Chapter 145: Shiratorizawa vs. Otokoma (5) Match Alert
"It's very strange." In the room, Ikawa, who was watching the game alone, said to himself.
I always feel that Shiratorizawa is a little different from when he was in the Spring High preliminaries.
To be honest, although I don't know much about the Otokoma team, from the performance in the first and second games, I can see that defense and rhythm control are its advantages. However, the score difference of almost twice still makes Ishikawa feel weird.
There are still a few players' time left before Kenjo Shinichi's serve. If Nekoma cannot score consecutively before his opponent, he will probably lose the second game with a terrible score difference.
Although it was still being broadcast live...but in order to verify a certain idea, Ikawa suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, pulled the progress bar forward, and adjusted it back to the time of the first game.
The screen played, and his eyes trembled for a few seconds in high concentration. Finally, Oikawa pursed his lips and found that Shiratorizawa seemed to have adjusted his playing style today. Apart from the alternating attacks of Ohira and Ushijima, Nekoma had wasted too many touches on several balls, resulting in no one to deal with the sudden back-row block.
Moreover, Kenjo Shinichi's high balls increased in number.
"Tsk." Oikawa tutted unhappily.
Xin Yijun is particularly annoying in this regard.
The phone screen was still on. In the slightly dim room, Ikawa scratched his head but continued reading.
At this moment, a fierce tug-of-war was going on on the court, to the point where it was tiring just to watch. In the few seconds of Oikawa's replay, Shiratorizawa's serve had ended, but the score difference on the court had not been reduced by two points. Serving was not Otokoma's strong point, which meant that they won the serve after a series of strong serves and had not been intercepted.
Things are getting interesting.
Oikawa decided to watch it again after the game, feeling like he was so busy analyzing Shiratorizawa that he forgot about the opposing school.
Tokyo.
In the stands, Yaotome rested her chin on her hand and smiled, "Otokoma's a first-year setter. His passing accuracy is quite high."
He narrowed his eyes. Although they were in the same region this year, their luck didn't seem to allow them to compete with this 'kitten'. Come to think of it, although he had heard Kuroo say during the competition that Otoko was a little different in the Spring High preliminaries, he didn't expect that this difference meant a complete change in style.
"When they came to practice before, it seems that this setter wasn't used." After hearing him say this, Igarashi tried to recall, "When was the last time I played a match with Nekoma..."
Gu Sen thought for a moment and said, "It should be at the beginning of last semester. The main setter at that time was still the third grader you said was 'super annoying'."
"Huh?" Igarashi's eyes widened. "That gorilla who keeps yelling 'I'm your senior'?"
GOOMSON: ...
Gu Sen: "Well, it should be..."
But calling someone a gorilla isn't very polite, he thought to himself.
"No wonder," Igarashi continued, "that gorilla can't pass the ball so delicately."
"That's right."
At this moment, Mo Li, who was praised by the three people from Jing Ta Shan, was calmly thinking about his next strategy. Sweat seeped from his forehead and slid down his cheeks. Mo Li wiped it with his elbow. Now the serve was still on their side. Xiao Hei's serve accuracy today was pretty good. As long as they didn't give Shiratorizawa a chance to score in vain, as long as the ball didn't fall to the ground, there was still a chance.
They will take back the points little by little.
At this time, the volleyball flew over his head, and was caught by Shiratorizawa and spiked back.
"Chance!" Yamamoto shouted after touching the ball after jumping.
Just before the ball hit the ground, Ye Jiu almost rolled over and dove to grab it: "Grind!"
A nearly perfect first pass that was sent right above the setter.
Not only was Shiratorizawa fighting for every point, but Nekoma's setter wasn't surprised at all that his teammate would pass the ball to him, a gesture of trust that made Tendo, who was facing him, raise an eyebrow.
At the same time, Grinding gave the order for all players to attack.
——Neonoma displayed his usual cat-like will to win and tenacity.
The ball slammed by Kuroo fell on the floor of Shiratorizawa and missed the rushing Yamagata.
"We scored!" Yamamoto Akane covered her mouth in the cheering booth, then realized her identity as the leader of the cheering group and started cheering for Nekoma with the microphone: "Good shot! Nekoma! Attack, attack, Nekoma!"
"A fantastic scoring streak," the commentator said, his hands resting on the table. "Nonoma is gradually closing the gap."
"Guzhua, also a first-year setter, is a very skilled player. The angle of his pass just now perfectly caught Shiratorizawa's open space," he further analyzed. "Even though it was only a moment, he didn't let this brief opportunity slip away."
"Shiratorizawa's aggression was even stronger this round than before, so the fact that we didn't have this opportunity to exploit it until the second round also showed how formidable Shiratorizawa is."
"Sorry!" Yamagata said loudly, "I was a step too slow."
"Don't mind it." Semi stared at Kuroo who had just scored a point by spiking the ball and was standing on the serving point, feeling inexplicably unhappy.
He had just replaced Shirabu on the court, and the coach had asked him to stay on the sidelines to rest in order to conserve his energy. He had jumped too many times in the first game, which would be disadvantageous for tomorrow's match. "Just get off the ball and get it back."
"That's right," Tendou turned around, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
He said this while glancing at the setter Yinju standing across the net, "We are facing a cunning cat."
After saying that, even Jiancheng, who was originally staring at the net with lifeless eyes, turned his attention to Mo Mo.
Grinding: ...
Mo Lu was being stared at by several people, and the next second he shifted his gaze and looked at the ground.
The feeling of being stared at by a wild beast.
Yamamoto wanted to glare back at him as he got closer to him, but the next second the whistle blew to signal the start of the serve, so he had to shift his attention back to the court.
“Beep—”
At this moment, Yinju serves.
*
"Why does this Yinju give me a Jingdashan vibe?" During the previous training camp with Yejiu, everyone integrated well, so no one aspect stood out. After receiving the coach's notice to go to the meeting, Xinghai was still watching the live broadcast while walking in the corridor. "It's that feeling of patching up one's own defensive loopholes bit by bit during the game."
Hirugami became interested. "Hey, it's rare for you to speak so highly of me. Is Shiratorizawa in a tough fight?"
Xinghai: "Not really, the difference is quite big."
Hirugami: "Then tomorrow's opponent will probably still be Shiratorizawa. I'm sure the coach thinks so too."
He took a closer look at the current score, Shiratorizawa 19:15, which was exactly the same as what Guang said, the score difference was quite large. If another point passed, Shiratorizawa would be the first to break the 20 mark. For Nekoma, it was hard to say whether he would win at such a crucial match point.
Xinghai thought so too. He was still staring at the game on the court. Kenjo Shinichi's serve was getting closer and closer, and the sound of Shiratorizawa's cheerleaders in the background was faintly impacting his mind.
At this moment, the two teams on the field were fighting back and forth, but the other side was gradually showing signs of fatigue. Although the score difference was indeed gradually narrowing compared to the beginning, it did not mean that Shiratorizawa did not fight back. Moreover, he pursed his lips, and the physical strength of Nekoma was visibly being consumed.
It's only the second round and he's already made his opponent sweat to this extent. I don't know whether to say that Shiratorizawa is a monster or something else.
"Don't make that expression, Guanglai." Hirugami moved his gaze from the phone to Xinghai's face, and finally said helplessly with a smile.
Just like a bird of prey seeing its prey, Xinghai's eyes flashed, as if he was already on the field fighting with Shiratorizawa, and facing the words of Hirugami.
Xinghai didn't answer.
After entering the elevator, the network signal began to deteriorate. After Hirugami pressed a button for a certain floor, Xinghai stared at the freezing screen on his phone and shook the phone with a bit of disgust. Finally, he clicked his tongue, turned off the screen, put it in his pocket, and began to stare at the constantly changing floor numbers in a daze.
At this moment, there were only him and Hirugami in the elevator.
After about a minute, when the elevator door was about to open, Xinghai suddenly said, "This place..."
"The internet is terrible."
Hirugami:......
So was his serious expression due to the poor elevator network? He'd thought Guang Lai had some insights into the game.
*
On the bus back to Kanagawa.
The original idea was to watch the game before leaving, but it was too embarrassing for Zenitsu to hug the team manager and cry his heart out, so in the end several seniors teamed up to move people onto the bus. Tanjiro was originally following the cheerleaders, but in the end he had to go with the starting lineup.
Ichiro was sitting next to them with Kamiyabe, and neither of them had a smile on their faces.
We had hoped to take revenge on Shiratorizawa in Harutaka, but our luck was so bad that we met the seeded team Inarizaki the next day. It's hard to say what will happen with this kind of luck.
Zenitsu fell asleep leaning against the window after crying so much, while Ichiro shared headphones with the outside hitter and started watching the game in real time. Tanjiro was not sleepy at first, but somehow he also fell asleep in a daze.
In a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, I saw Yuichiro's expression gradually changing, and finally stopped at the picture of "As expected".
When he took off his headphones, he seemed to have accidentally pressed the button that had just been paused, so the live broadcast on his phone, which had not yet stopped, began to continue, and the sound that accidentally overflowed penetrated into his chaotic brain.
"Sword City player! Incredible serve!"
Someone was speaking softly but passionately.
"An unparalleled floater and precise side-spin—!" Tanjiro finally remembered that it was Harutaka's commentary voice, "Another wonderful victory for Shiratorizawa!"
"This is the strength of Kenjo Shinichi, one of the three great setters known as the Demon King!"
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