[Volleyball] Mizuno-san next door

"Good morning, Mr. Setter." Early the next morning, Yaji greeted him briskly with a happy face, and called out a nickname that only she could distinguish clearly.

Dazed, Kageyama raised his head that was resting on the table, but before he could respond, a heavy sleepiness hit him, and he fell down again.

In order to meet senior Sawamura's requirements for joining the club and win the three-on-three match on Saturday, Kageyama woke up at four o'clock today at school, and finished his morning training before the seniors found out. Naturally, he lacked enough sleep.

"Ah, Mr. Setter is not energetic?" Yaji hung the schoolbag on the hook beside the table, and the elastic white plush ball pendant on one side of the bag dangled left and right.

Curiously, she poked her head closer to Kageyama who was snoring with her eyes closed, but she smelled an obvious smell of sweat.

"Hey!" Yaji exhaled in disgust, immediately pinched his nose and shrank back, opened the chain of the bag with one hand and took out a bottle of spray-type deperspirant from inside, pressed his fingers lightly, with a refreshing lemon-scented mist Diffuse around Shadow Mountain.

The smell drifted into his nostrils, gradually soothing his sleepy nerves.

Although it was impossible to completely remove the unbearable smell, at least it could cover it up perfectly.

Aki put away the antiperspirant and took out the textbook, glanced at Kageyama who seemed to be sleeping more soundly, and flashed back to the scene when school was over yesterday——

"Well, I don't plan to participate in club activities." She replied to the female classmate who asked about this at the front desk, picked up her bag and walked out the door, "See you tomorrow!"

When passing behind the next table, he inadvertently swept in front of him and placed a blank application form for "Karino High School Volleyball Club".

——So, is the morning practice in the volleyball club so hard?

When the time returned to this moment, a question arose in her heart, but she quickly discarded it indifferently.

After all, the volleyball team of Beichuan No. [-] Middle School is a strong team in the junior high school in Miyagi. Mr. Setter, who was born here and has the title of "King", must have been training very hard.

Yaji opened the textbook, but did not choose to wake him up.

"Kageyama!" As a result, Kageyama, who was dozing off in the first class, was hit hard on the head by the Chinese teacher with a handout rolled into a stick shape, "Really, at least respect me as a teacher."

Unsurprisingly, laughter erupted in the classroom.

Kageyama finally opened his sleepy eyes and stood up slowly, as if he could smell the sour lemon fragrance from unknown sources in the air at the tip of his nose.

"Here." While he was dazed, he suddenly felt his left shoulder being touched, and what he saw when he turned his head was a hand holding an individually wrapped light green mint candy in its palm. Meticulously maintained nails are painted the color sky blue.

Kageyama followed the hand and raised his eyes to look, what was reflected in his misty eyes was the expressionless but delicate side face of the neighbor.

"Take this, it's very effective in refreshing you." She said calmly.

"Eh?" Kageyama, who hadn't figured out the situation yet, asked a question.

"Stop talking nonsense and eat quickly." Yaji urged, still staring at the blackboard.

"Oh." He unceremoniously reached out and lifted one end of the plastic package, tore open the seal and threw the little candy into his mouth.

The pungent peppermint smell hits the brain, the drooping eyelids lift up, the blurred vision regains clarity, and the limbs stretch out involuntarily

——This miraculous candy really made him regain his consciousness in an instant.

The teacher's explanation can also be heard clearly, although Kageyama can't understand what he is saying at all.

Seemingly noticing the small movements between the two, the Chinese teacher called by name and said, "Mizuno-san, please read this text aloud."

Only then did Kageyama realize that he didn't even take out his textbooks, so he frantically rummaged through his sports backpack.

"Yes~" At this time, Yaji also reluctantly responded, stood up with the tabletop, raised the textbook, and started her reading aloud.

To the surprise of all present, her reading aloud was very emotional and expressive, and she vividly deduced this short excerpt of the novel into an immersive sense of theater.

And she herself seemed to be putting her heart and soul into it, and she seemed to be enjoying it, and her voice became choked up when she read the touching ending.

Because of her reading aloud, the students and the teacher realized for the first time that the text can be learned so vividly and interestingly.

"Woo..." Yaji finished reading the full text, and sat down sobbing, as if he hadn't recovered from the episode just now.

"Uh, thank you, Mizuno-san, you read very well!" A cold sweat dripped down the back of the Chinese teacher's head, wondering what kind of person this child is.

After all, from her appearance, she can't tell that she is a standard good student. He thought he would hear a dry reading, just like the students mentioned before, and even prepared to remind her where the pronunciation was wrong. mentally prepared.

In the amazement of everyone, only Kageyama seemed to stay out of it.He didn't find the text until Yaji was halfway through the reading, and he listened to her "performance reading" numbly, like a gust of air blowing past his ears.

So when the class was over, he was startled by the spectacular scene where the next table was suddenly surrounded by everyone.

And Ya Ji, who is in the center of the encirclement, is doing everything she can to give her classmates who enthusiastically propose to her that they want to make friends, and use various nicknames to facilitate communication.

Wait a minute, she can't even remember your names, how can she become so popular? !

Yingshan glared at her viciously, with a cloud of black air visible to the naked eye lingering behind him.

Yaji felt like a person to him.

When the class bell rang and the lively crowd dispersed, she felt the death gaze from the right.

"Mr. Setter, don't frown too tightly?" Yaji didn't know why she was resented for no reason, but she just blinked her blue eyes innocently, and persuaded softly with good intentions, "Otherwise, at a young age You'll get wrinkles."

"My name is Feixiong Kageyama." He didn't follow her advice, and the resentment around him deepened, "And don't educate me in a mother's tone."

"Who is your mother!" Yaji pouted, turned his head away from him and retorted, ignoring his correction at the same time, "Mr. Setter is really not cute at all, no wonder he is not popular."

— not welcome... not welcome... not welcome...

These words hit Kageyama's sore spot right in the heart.

He froze for a moment, his expression, which had been dominated by terrifying anger just now, became stiff, and what he played back in his mind was the indifferent backs of his former teammates.

Kindaichi, Kunimi...

Damn, why did I think of them again!

Angrily, Kageyama slammed his fists on the table and shook his head vigorously.

"Student Yingshan!" The crisp voice of the English teacher brought him back to reality.

"Hold... sorry!" The second time he became the focus of the whole class in a terrible way, he buried his head deeply, took out the English book from his bag, and stared at the bible-like words on it, trying to divert his attention.

Ya Ji saw what happened just now from the corner of his eye, but he didn't realize that his slender eyebrows also began to twist.

What is this subtle sense of guilt?

Apologize to him at break.

The lemony scent faded with time, but she didn't smell it again that she wanted to avoid.

The coolness of mint faded in his mouth, leaving only indescribable bitterness.

There was a shadow of tension between the two of them.