[Volleyball] Please, please give me a mole with tears and bright eyes!

"I never expected it~" Dadi put his elbow on Sugawara's shoulder and teased his friend, summarizing the situation of the two table tennis clubs fighting against Kong Wenlv in front of them.

Early in the morning on the second day of the school trip, there was a scene in the hotel where Jiezi was accosted by adolescent restless sports teenagers. Xu, who was supposed to be the guardian of the flower, was still recovering from insomnia because of the boys’ ghost story night talk last night. Classmate Kong Wenlu went on the top—resulting in a strike-up +1——the wonderful trend of the ping-pong hot-blooded boys applying for a challenge to Sister Kong.

The corners of the boy's eyes were slightly bent, and he spread his hands while admiring the handsome private server of his girlfriend, "Miss Knight is enjoying it."

Sawamura, who was shown his face, didn't feel shy either, after all, he was also provoked by someone who was favored by girls!It's also worth doing something cheeky for this, "Hey, Jian." The earth poked his friend.

"what happened?"

"Lend me the scenic spot guide you made before? You won't need it today, right?"

"Go, go, let me find out." Sugawara took out the detailed Hakone map in his pocket and waved him away.

"3Q~" Dadi left satisfied.

On the other side, the battle situation in Zhailu has changed from teaching the boys to howling ghosts and howling wolves to comforting technical guidance.

From time to time, ordinary tourists and Karasuno's own students challenged Ms. Changsheng unbelievingly, and then Kong Wenlu downgraded the tools one by one, using table tennis rackets—banquet rackets—tambourines—workbooks— Left hand + rice spoon (...), only then can the game be evenly matched for entertainment.

A group of spectators smiled, cheered and applauded from time to time, giving moves to the endless stream of challengers, discussing interesting points, and more people began to play ball with friends and companions. In this harmonious atmosphere, the gray-haired boy called I stroked my playful hair, from one point to the other - I kind of want to play volleyball.

Being with her who always spares no effort to pursue ping-pong, I can't help but look at my goals... Fascinated.

Sugawara Takae stared at the open palm and clenched his fist.

—Two and a half months later, on December 23rd.

Karasuno Town on the outskirts of Sendai City started snowing early as in previous years. It has been three days since the end of the second semester before the winter vacation. The volleyball team did not have a holiday to prepare for the Spring High National Competition in early January. It was an afternoon practice match with a strong school in a neighboring town.

The opponent probably also had the intention of studying the Miyagi representative this time. The firepower was turned up to 120%, and all members of Karasuno took turns to play, and tried new moves and styles.

Kong Wenlu took a temporary break from his heavy training for the All Japan Table Tennis Championships in mid-February. He took his grandmother's specialty Jiang Zhuangniu to comfort the boys. Home.

Just as the snow stopped, the nearby hills were covered in clean white as far as the eye could see.

Clear and quiet.

Kong Wenlu couldn't help being a little distracted—until the sound of Sugawara's sneeze sounded beyond the sound of footsteps walking downhill.

She looked at her boyfriend reproachfully, while pulling out her hand from her pocket neatly, and took off the glove: "Just tell me you don't need it."

"It's alright~"

Zhai Lu ignored his explanation, put one hand on first, and was stopped when he continued to take off the second hand.

"Leave at least one—" Sugawara puffed up his cheeks, looked at her with dog eyes, and hit KO.

The little girlfriend covered her face and turned her head, murmuring with red ears that the foul was too cunning and so on. She grabbed Sugawara's one without gloves and stuffed it into her coat pocket.

The young man lowered his head and smiled silently. This kind of interaction that often eats each other's complementary cuteness is really warm from the heart to the palm of the hand.

Continuing on the way home after clearing the snow, Takashi Sugawara found that it was not only warm, but even sweating slightly. He was very interested: "Are midori's hands so warm all year round?"

"Well, my physique is like my father's. I'm afraid of heat. My palms are always hot all year round."

"That's right~ Contrary to you, I am a fully armed party in winter clothes early~"

"I can see it... especially the day of the snowball fight." The hand in the pocket touched Sugawara's fingers lightly, and when the temperature rose, he relaxed the strength and became a virtual touch.

"Ha! Speaking of that day, I guessed that Kageyama's snowball fight skills in our lineup would be good, but the kid was just begging. Modori, you are the goddess of victory. You are so confused. The face of the help boy is pale, and - you throw away the people who threw me~"

"W-how can you laugh at me for being so unladylike." Speaking of this, the nerds realize that the posture of the two of them is a bit wrong--too manly, right?Quickly meeting Sugawara's eyes, she puffed up and transferred their hands to Xiaozhi's pocket as if nothing had happened.

"Pfft——" Sugawara really laughed out loud this time, fully seeing what Kong Wenlu was thinking, he shrugged his shoulders and replied with difficulty, "I'm sorry, I mean...you... are so cute..."

She was so shy that she hurriedly withdrew her hand, but was grabbed by the agile young man and interlocked her fingers.Takashi Sugawara looked at her with crooked eyebrows, he couldn't get enough of it, and his smile was full of moonlight honey wine.

There is a saying, when your praise for something is beautiful, you may be able to save it if you like it, etc., but when you think it is cute no matter what it is, it is generally hopeless.

"You --" Sugawara lowered his head and approached the red-cheeked green eyes, "You're so cute..." gently disappeared between the lips and teeth that were clinging to each other.

After a slow, almost enjoyable descent, the two shared a roasted sweet potato at the Sakashita store, during which they discussed mutual training and Kong Wenlu's training plan for going to Tokyo today.

The volleyball club will continue to fight against schools in Miyagi Prefecture, and stay in a hotel in Tokyo to adapt to the day before the game.

Zhailu's training schedule lasts until the national volleyball competition is over. At that time, they will return to school together to prepare for the national examination. After the final examination, they will go to Tokyo to prepare for the championship.

While each is a vital agenda, it's lightened by having someone to share the struggle with.

After leaving the store gate, the night and fresh snow enveloped the two of them almost immediately.

Under the warm yellow street lamps at the fork in the road, the fine snow is falling slowly and passing the beam of light, which is so beautiful that people want to freeze it.

"Ah, speaking of which, we never have to worry about not having a white Christmas in this place." Sugawara's voice softened, trying to make a good prospect for this upcoming farewell. There are still many, many opportunities, right?"

"Yeah." Kong Wenlu nodded, and tightened the shoulder straps of her backpack. In addition to the empty thermos, there was - "Xiaozhi..."

"?" The boy returned a questioning look.

"I think..." Kong Wenlu bit her lip, and finally put down her backpack and took out the gift bag hidden at the bottom. "Here's your...Christmas present...not too well knit." Despite starting the preparations a month in advance, it turned out that motor cells and dexterity were not necessarily related.

"Hey--it's great!" Taking out the gray-purple plaid scarf that was not frustrating in the bag, Sugawara praised it sincerely, and immediately took off the scarf around his neck and put on a new one. "But I don't have any. I'm going to return the gift." Sugawara rubbed the scarf, happy and embarrassed.

She pursed her lips, and her voice was inaudible: "That's fine—is it okay?"

Sugawara was taken aback, and then smiled brightly: "Of course—" He wrapped the sky blue scarf that belonged to him around his girlfriend's neck and hummed melodiously, "Wrap, wrap, grab a scarf." midori~" she slapped on her forehead after singing.

The house green and the five slags were so teased that her face turned red again, and only when the heavy snow began to thaw did the temperature on her cheeks drop.

It was time to say goodbye, and the weather was not so good, the two of them thought of being together, their young faces staring at each other in silence under the dim light.

It's time to part——to fight for our respective goals.

No one spoke first.

Kong Wenlu's neck moved slightly, as her black hair rubbed against the scarf with her sweetheart's body temperature, a small ball of snowflakes mischievously fell on Sugawara's eyelashes, making her heart itch.

"Bow your head..." She murmured softly, tiptoed slightly after the boy immediately followed the instructions, and offered the first proactive kiss since dating.

Falling next to the mole of tears, the kiss that melted snowflakes on the left eye.

The fair-skinned young man also blushed, and heard the girl's voice next to his ear as soft as ever: "Xiao Zhi, if you say that I am the goddess of victory...then I will bless you..." The second half of the sentence was lost in the sense of holy ceremony , Sugawara's heart became calm and then became passionate again.

He opened his eyes, and Kong Wenlu waved his hand goodbye and trotted away, the end of the scarf dancing behind him.

There seemed to be a lingering sound in the air.

——"The return equal to today's persistence, all our efforts - will not be let down in the end."