[Volleyball] Mizuno-san next door

The high and wide sky glowed with spotless purity, reflected in the girl's azure blue pupils.

The slow footsteps on tiptoes paused for a while, scaring the two crows that were gathering together to look for food and screaming, scrambling to fly away from the ground with flapping wings, drawing a black arc in the picture she was looking up at .

"There are really crows..." She murmured softly as her moist pink lips moved slightly.

Aki Mizuno withdrew his gaze, yawned lazily, and stepped into the gate of Karasuno County High School.

The right hand with light blue nail polish is carrying a heavy schoolbag on its shoulders, the black school uniform jacket is tied around the waist, the top two buttons of the white shirt are undone, and the red bow tie hangs loosely without a trace. The neckline of the beige fur vest is wrinkled and held up by soft peaks.

The smooth black hair curled down from the back of the head to the back, and was tied up high with a black hair tie on the left side, and it was taken care of very carefully.You can also see shining sapphire earrings on the looming snow-white earlobes hidden under it.

A tall man close to 170, a hot girl uniform, and an hour of delicate makeup every morning.

After going through the whole spring break, Aki Mizuno, who just graduated from Beichuan No. [-] Middle School, continued the somewhat outstanding external image since middle school on the first day of high school.

After the opening ceremony was over, the girl who was still pondering over the dean's wig in her mind, the girl whose facial muscles were a little sore from laughing walked lightly into the door of class three.

"Hi everyone, my name is Mizuno Aki, from Beichuan No. [-] Middle School, please give me your advice!"

She scrawled her name on the blackboard with chalk and bowed deeply to the audience.

The class teacher on the side frowned. He began to worry about girls who were different from the inside to the outside. People who looked like "problem students" were the most likely to get the focus of the dean's attention.

But judging from the attitude of her self-introduction, she was sincere and polite, and there was nothing wrong with it, which made him feel a strange sense of disobedience, and wondered if he judged people by their appearance too much.

Realizing that her thoughts had deviated from the normal track, the homeroom teacher coughed pretendingly, and began to arrange a seat for her: "Hey, Mizuno-san, please sit in the vacant seat next to Kageyama-san."

"Er... Yingshan student?" What he didn't expect was that Yaji looked confused, his blue eyes swept back and forth among the students who had already sat down, then turned to look at him in frustration, and touched the Back of the head, "Sorry, teacher, I'm not very good at remembering people's names."

This sentence caused some students to whisper.

"Eh? But he obviously introduced himself before you, can't you remember that? Kageyama is the one..." The class teacher kindly pointed to the one who sat up straight because he was called, and also looked confused. The black-haired boy reminded, "If you can't remember the name, you should try to remember it, Mizuno-san."

"But if you can't remember, you can't remember..." Yaji shook his head helplessly, threw his schoolbag on his shoulder, and walked along the aisle towards the seat of the boy he was pointing at. Express your gratitude with a thoughtful honorific, "Thank you teacher."

"Sigh." The homeroom teacher breathed a sigh of relief, somewhat understanding where the sense of disobedience came from.

Looks frivolous, but is he actually a good boy?

"Okay, the next one..."

"Don't call me that—!!" In an instant, a thunderous roar interrupted his words, causing everyone to look towards the sound source.

It was Tobio Kageyama, who was standing up while slapping the table, approaching with his face filled with anger and distorted like a devil, condescendingly looking down at Aki Mizuno who was huddled in a ball on the seat.

"Hold... sorry, Mr. Setter?" She folded her arms in fear, her moist lips trembled, and asked cautiously, "Is it okay to call it that way?"

It was just pleasantly surprised to find that he was a famous student from the same junior high school, the "king on the court", so he greeted him friendly with the title "king".

I thought it was a cool nickname, but I didn't want to receive such a horrible reaction.

Yaji was on the verge of crying, but I just remembered that he was a very good setter in the volleyball club of Beichuan No. [-] Middle School, the junior of the very popular "setter-san" among girls, so it's okay to call him "setter-jun" Bar?

"As you please." Seeing that she had already apologized, Kageyama shook his head and sat down angrily with a dark face, his whole body continued to emit an oppressive low pressure.

"Oh, please give me more advice, Mr. Setter." Yaji leaned back on the table and waved to him with a smile.

"..." Kageyama curled the corners of his mouth in displeasure, he began to pay attention to the next table who obviously knew him a little bit.

Just now he lost his temper in such a rude way, but now she seems to be in a good mood with her head on her hands and looking straight ahead, showing a look of complete indifference.

And what is the name of "Mr. Setter"? !Can she really not remember people's names?

"Yingshan Feixiong——" the homeroom teacher gnashed his teeth and roared through the silence, "Do you want to stand in the corridor for punishment on the first day of school?!"

"No, no, it's actually my fault, teacher!" Yaji raised his hand, and lightly excused Yingshan, "If you want to punish, you will punish me, so please let him go!"

When Kageyama heard this, his dark blue pupils dilated in disbelief.Obviously why he hates being called "King" didn't explain clearly to Yaji, but she got her forgiveness, which made him feel a little bit of inexplicable unwillingness from the bottom of his heart.

"Really, thanks to Mizuno-san, let's forget it this time." The head teacher flicked the roster in his hand, diverted his attention, and continued to greet the rest of the students to introduce themselves, "Next."

After that, Aki felt the gaze shot from the right side sticking to her body.

"That, Mr. Setter?" Being stared at uncomfortably, she had to turn her head again, "Haven't I already apologized? At least I'm a junior..."

"My name is Tobio Kageyama."

"what?"

"Remember it firmly for me—" Kageyama pointed at Aki, declaring imposingly, "It's not a 'king' or a 'setter-kun'."

"Oh, it's Yamato-kun!" Yaji clenched his fists and clapped his palms, shouting in a tone of sudden realization.

"... Forget it, let's call it Mr. Setter." After a moment of silence, he withdrew his hand, temporarily surrendering to her in terms of the name.

On this warm spring morning in April, Tobio Kageyama met this Mizuno classmate who had no impression of her in junior high school for the first time.

At that time, he had only one idea, that he must correct her ridiculous address to him as "Kingshan classmate".