I run up to Goshiki-san and give a slap on the back. "Look at you, I can definitely feel ace energy, do your best!" I say with a bright smile.
Goshiki-san blushes, but with a fire in his eyes he shouts, "Y-yes ma'am/sir!"
"Pfttt," laughs Tendou-san, "What's with the formality? Our Shimizu-kun isn't old enough to be called that."
"He might be slightly better than average at spiking, but he still has a lot to work on," states Shirabu-san bluntly.
I glance at the statistics that I took, and I have to agree with Shirabu-san. Goshiki-san still has quite a few serve and receive errors.
"It's not like you didn't make any mistakes either. Instead of taking a risk, you went with the right wing-spiker which was totally predictable, when going down the center was risky but probably would have paid off," critiques Semi-san.
Shirabu-san tsks and looks away.
"Why you little!" said Semi-san as he rolled up his fake sleeves, but is quickly restrained by Tendou-san.
"Semi Semi, let's settle down and all be friends. Don't want to go scaring off the new manager," Tendou-san jokes.
"Tch, hey! Who are you calling Semi Semi!" barks Semi-san.
"I don't think you guys are scary at all," I shrug as I shake my head, "I actually really admire how close you guys are!"
"Close? With this brat? No way in hell," says Semi-san childishly and crosses his arms, looking away.
"Yeah, yeah, if you really dislike him so much then why talk with him all the time," says Yamagata-san.
The team keeps chatting (or rather arguing) as they clean up the gym.
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After everyone puts the final few things away, we start heading towards the dorms.
"Ah, I'm glad I'm not a first year, dragging your luggage up the 3rd floor seems like a lotta work," says Tendou-san as he stretches.
"Ugh don't even remind me," I groan as a sense of dread washes over me.
"Want me to help?" Tendou-san offers.
"Nah it's ok. Plus, I've got Goshiki-san over here," I say as I point at him with my thumb.
"Hmm well the more the merrier, maybe we'll stop time to time, right Wakatashoi-kun?" says Tendou-san and looks at him.
"Hmm, as long as you let me check next week's "Jump" to see if there's a new edition of 'Keep's teeth pearly white'," Ushijima-san says with a straight face.
"Umm what now? Last I checked there weren't any manga called that..." I scrunch my eyebrows, very confused.
"Ushijima-san likes reading the ads in the magazine instead of the actual manga." Then after a few seconds, realization hits and Tendou-san's eyes widen, "Wait you read "Jump" too?!"
"Yup, only recently though."
"Ooo, what's your favorite?"
"Oof, that's hard." After a few seconds of deliberation, I finally answer, "I'd have to say Hunter x Hunter."
"No way, that's mine too!"
I suddenly remember who Tendou-san reminds me of: "Hisoka!"
"Um excuse me?" he says, taken aback and slightly offnded.
"You remind me of Hisoka!" I say, "Only in the looks department though...unless you swing that way too..."
"Nuh uh, no way!...But I do love watching the faces of the spikers I block," he grins as he reminisces on those faces.
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Damn, These Volleyball Boys
RomanceYou did it, you made it to THE Shiratorizawa. But after becoming the manager for the volleyball team (in hopes of beating your sister, Kiyoko, at Karasuno), you meet some quite peculiar people. From the ecstatic, but also a bit sadistic, middle bloc...