I'm looking for someone in sports

He's Barbecue House

As the most famous yakiniku restaurant near Shiratorizawa College, it is more lively today than usual.

Ono Ozawa pressed down on Ryo Asagi, who was about to get up, and patted his chest: "Don't move Asaha, today's senior treats guests, as today's biggest hero, just tell me what you want to eat!"

Asaha Ryo is really tired today, his head and body are all overloaded with exercise, he wants to go home and sleep more than eat, but who can't let the kindness of the senior be hard to resist, a person still needs to know how to socialize, and being alone will cause depression.

Ono Ozawa handed the menu to Asaha Ryo, and shouted: "Auntie, we want a pot of shochu and a pinch of fruit juice."

After hearing Ozawa Ono's words, the other people beside him quit, "Oh Ye, you are too stingy, is this enough for you to drink? Don't we drink?"

"I have chosen the barbecue, I want lamb."

"I want beef."

"Do you all eat meat? I'm more interested in ramen!"

"Do you understand what kind of ramen you want to eat at a barbecue restaurant?"

"Okay, then I want a plate of beef too."

Hearing their righteous words, Ozawa Ono said angrily, "Hey, I'm treating you guys to dinner. I'm treating Ah Liang to dinner. You can eat if you want, and pay the bill yourself!"

As soon as everyone heard this, they stood up and reasoned with Ozawa Ono, "Wow! Ohno, you are not human. If you have new people, forget the old ones. If you invite us to dinner, of course you must also invite us!"

"That's right, this is obviously a celebration banquet! Without us, can you play volleyball by yourself?"

Ono Ozawa stood up straight, patted his chest confidently, "Today I am the mvp."

Taiichiro Jing drew a tick on the roast lamb, and mercilessly poured cold water on his friend: "I'm afraid you are the mvp in your dreams."

Everyone laughed loudly, the joyous atmosphere seemed to blow away all the haze, and even the tiredness of the body seemed to take away a little bit.

The owner of the store happened to bring shochu and fruit juice. Although she definitely doesn't drink alcohol, can these seniors really drink alcohol?

Taiichiro Jing has already started mixing wine with water, and seemed to see his doubts, and explained with a smile: "Don't worry, we are all adults, we won't drink if we are not adults, and we will mix water."

Although they are not the main candidates, as long as they have not retired, everyone is a decent person.

For athletes, alcohol is not a good thing, and it will greatly shorten the sports life of professional players.

"Although you can't get drunk, if someone will pretend to be drunk, you can ignore them!"

After confirming that the water-to-wine ratio reached an astonishing nine to one ratio, Asaha Ryo no longer cared about it. The shochu has a low alcohol content.

Concentrating on enjoying this special celebration banquet, everyone stood up to celebrate with their cups. Although they did not win the game today, the ball they played was really refreshing.

As soon as Qian Yuliang took a sip of the juice, the curtain on the door was lifted, and his fiery head poked in and looked around. After seeing Qian Yuliang holding the cup, Tiantong Jue waved behind him, "I found it, I found it!" ,come on in!"

Under more than a dozen eyes, all the main candidates from the volleyball club of Shiratorizawa Academy have arrived, and even Ushishima Wakari, who is the least likely to participate in social activities, joined in the fun today.

Ozawa Ohno looked at the crowd of people, and spewed out a sip of wine, which made the senior opposite him disgusted again and again, "Daye, are you dirty?"

Ozawa Ono was not in the mood to pay attention to his affairs, pointed at Tiantongjue tremblingly, and said depressedly: "Tiantong, I told you not to come, why did you come here!"

Tian Tongjue put his hands behind his head, "Ah, no, how can the celebration banquet not let the real winner appear! Senior Ozawa, you are too stingy!"

The surrounding third graders also joined in the excitement, booing non-stop.

"That's right, Ono, these are all juniors, isn't it normal for seniors to treat guests!"

"Ohno, really, he doesn't have the demeanor of a senior at all."

Ozawa Ono's face was blushing, and after looking at the third grader who was joining in the fun, he continued to stare at Tiantongjue: "If you add up your appetite, are you going to bankrupt me? This is our team's celebration banquet, you guys Celebrate yourself."

Tian Tongjue knew the character of this senior very well, and walked directly to Jing Taiichiro, "Senior Jing Tai, do you have any recommendations?"

Taiichiro Jing recommended mutton with a smile, Ozawa Ono, who was neglected, scolded the stinky brat, and finally compromised and accepted his fate.

At first, Qian Yuliang thought that they had a bad relationship, but now it seems that this is not the case, they get along very well!

He thought that the seniors in the third grade would have a lump in their hearts if they were taken away from the main election by the second grade, it seems that he was narrow-minded.

The celebration banquet, which originally only had seven people, eventually turned into more than a dozen people alive. Ozawa Ohno was still scolding Tendo, but he went up to chat with Tendo.

Everyone talked freely without sticking to their relationship with the seniors. After drinking a glass of wine, the seniors in the third grade became excited and ran around.

Ono Ozawa picked up the cup and stretched it out to Ryo Asaha, "Ryo, you are so good today, you played the ball so comfortably at the beginning, and when you suddenly couldn't reach the ball, I was always worried that your physical decline was holding you back, but Who knew that I could jump higher in the end, I really didn't expect that I would jump higher one day."

Ozawa Ohno felt the corners of his eyes moist as he spoke.

People who have never practiced volleyball may not understand this feeling. Japanese clubs are well developed, and professional leagues tap a large number of talents from schools. In a sense, a person’s talent for a certain sport can be acquired at school. I can see it.

For third graders like Ozawa Ono, although their strength is good, their strength has also reached the ceiling. Even if others don't mention it, they know that they may only jump to this height for the rest of their lives. get such a score.

Lack of self-confidence is a big taboo in sports, but it can't be avoided.

Judging by the popular meaning, this is the limit of people, whether it is the limit of their own body or not, it is the limit of their hearts.

However, today, someone pushes them to take a step forward, cross the hurdle in their hearts, jump higher and run faster, even if it is only a centimeter, even if it is only a second, this feeling is indescribable happy.

Because of this, even though the competition was lost, the third graders were still very happy, and they were very grateful to Ryo Asaba.

Qian Yuliang picked up the cup and touched him, "This is the strength of the seniors, and everyone will become stronger in the future."

The third graders became even happier when they heard this affirmative answer.

In the middle of the party, the scene was already chaotic. People who were still sitting well were now running around and stumbling around.

The seniors of the third grade hooked up with the backs of the second graders, and Ozawa Ono strangled Tiantongjue's neck and yelled, "Tiantong, I told you to stop me all the time, but you didn't stop me today!"

A drunk high school boy is a nightmare, and a drunk high school boy playing volleyball is a nightmare within a nightmare.

The dishes on the table were stacked one after another, and the people around Ryo Asaba also changed one after another, until now, the person sitting opposite Ryo Asaba was actually Ushishima Wakari.

Even if he was born on such an occasion, this guy is meticulous, wearing an apron, holding pieces of barbecue with tongs, as if he is doing exercises carefully.

People who seem to be so difficult to get along with will actually share the barbecue piece by piece, look at the golden pork belly roasted in the bowl, and then look at Ushishima Ruori's serious face.

You really can't judge by appearance, maybe... this guy... is quite gentle.

Just thinking about what kind of species Ushishima Ruori is, Asaha Ryo didn't notice that what was stuffed into her mouth was chili peppers, not barbecued meat.

The pungent sensation hit instantly, and Asayu Ryo's face flushed immediately, and he took the water glass next to him and poured it into his stomach.

Barely stopping the spicy taste in his mouth, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but suddenly he felt something burning in his stomach again.

My head was inexplicably dizzy, but the phone suddenly buzzed.

Looking at the name of the note, Asaha Ryo subconsciously connected.

A gentle male voice came from afar: "Is it cool? I'm Makoto."

Of course I know who you are, damn it, why are you so quick.

Asahi Yuliang replied softly, "En".

After confirming that it was Ryo Asaba who answered the call, the other person exhaled, "I haven't contacted you since you transferred to another school. Today, I heard from the teacher that you didn't swim, but went to play volleyball. I want to ask how you are doing, Ryo... How are you?"

Asayu Ryo felt his eyes a little sore, but his tone was particularly brisk: "Very well, I'm having dinner with my seniors, and I'm having fun playing volleyball, everyone is very good!"

As if the grass was born in spring, the male voice was extremely gentle: "That's good, I'm relieved that you are having a good time. Haruka and I have also re-established the swimming team this time, and we will also participate in the competition this time. See you in the national competition." , I have a lot of things I want to tell you, Ryo."

"Okay, Makoto, you guys have to work hard too, see you in the national competition."

The noisy voice was transmitted to the opposite side through the receiver, and Tachibana Makoto on the other side of the phone didn't want to bother too much, and he was relieved after confirming that Asagi was doing well.

"Okay, A Liang, you continue to celebrate, if you have any questions, please let me know."

"Yeah, you too."

The voice from far away disappeared without a trace as the phone was hung up, and the smile that was still on Ryo Asaba's face just now disappeared.

Now he felt his heart beating, his head was dizzy, and double images even began to appear in front of his eyes.

Did he just drink a glass of wine by mistake?

Ohno-senpai is too stingy, why did he get a bad bottle of wine.

The wine was so sour that he wanted to cry.

Tears flowed down uncontrollably, and people who were happy just now cried like a child who lost candy in the blink of an eye.

Ushido Ruori, who was directly opposite, was taken aback, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief and handed it to him.

Asaha Ryo caught it with his right hand, and then he clenched his fist and hammered it on the table. With a bang, the surrounding area was quiet.

With his forehead resting on his left arm, the whole person bowed his head on the table, complaining choked up: "Why are you so gentle? Why are you so gentle? See you in the national competition. Seeing a stick, seeing me is even more painful."

"Ohh Ohh ohh"

"Usually it's okay to talk about Yao, but you are still Yao when you make a phone call."

"woo woo woo woo"

"It's fine if you can't beat Tianxiang when you're a bamboo horse, but you can't beat a bamboo horse when you finally become a sky drop, why am I so miserable!"

"Ohh Ohh ohh"

There was silence all around, and everyone silently listened to Ryo Asagi complaining.

Although they don't know why, they seem to have heard something great.

Thinking that Asaha Ryo would continue to complain, this guy suddenly looked up at Ushishima Wakari, "Hey, do you have a bamboo horse or heaven!"

Ushishima Ruori didn't understand what he was talking about at all, his face was stiff and he didn't dare to move.

Unexpectedly, Qian Yuliang stretched out his hand to touch his face, then backed away and continued to cry, his whole body choked up, "Forget it... yes... no... it's all the same, you... a little... Not...gentle, not...my...dish!"

After saying this, he lay down on the table again, completely silent.

Ushishima Ruori is like a lightning strike, and the shadow on his face can scare a child to tears.

Everyone looked at each other, this...now...what should I do?

Silence... endless silence...

After an unknown amount of time, someone finally spoke first, "This... let's not drink alcohol in the future..."