their time

The bruises on Kaoru Mito's hands always disappeared and reappeared, which made Iwaizumi very concerned.Kaoru Mito, who didn't care about it at first, noticed that Iwaizumi always looked at her bruised arms, and thought it was a bit scary.So she, who couldn't wear her school uniform properly, also started to wear her school uniform to cover her arms.

I still need to do something to divert Iwa-chan's attention, Kaoru Mito thought.Since the last time I imitated Oikawa's tone and called Iwaizumi, and successfully saw Iwaizumi blushing, Kaoru Mito's bad taste made her retain this title.what can we do about it?Kaoru Mito focused his attention on Hinata, who was tutoring Yuta Asaba and Haru Matsuoka.

"I don't know." Hinata Hana seriously put away the textbooks and went to club activities with Kaoru Mito: "You still need to find a way for yourself, Mito."

Kaoru Mito stretched his waist: "Well~ I know. I just came to ask Hinata with a fluke mentality~ After all, you have been with them for a long time. Could it be that—"

She drew the tone: "Does Hinata know Oikawa best? So you don't care that much about other people?"

Hinata flower paused, she turned her head awkwardly: "No."

Mito Kaoru looked at the dead duck with a stubborn mouth and smiled dotingly: "Since Hinata said no, then no."

"...There wasn't one in the first place." The stud earrings worn by Hinata Flower refracted colorful light in the evening light.

"Yeah, no, no." Kaoru Mito continued to echo.

The two parted ways at the intersection of the two training facilities.

"See you later, Hinata."

"Ah."

Hinata Hana changed her shoes and entered the volleyball court: "Excuse me." She began to prepare for the manager's daily work, but when she looked up, she saw Coach Takizawa frowning.Not only the coach is like this, the atmosphere on the court is very depressing, like a rainy day with many dark clouds.

"Coach." Hinata Hana stood beside the old man.

Coach Takizawa sighed, none of these brats can worry.There is not much time left before the competition, and the second and third graders may still be brooding over their loss last year, so the training these days has become more and more silent and desperate.If he didn't think of a way, maybe this kind of pressure would defeat them one step earlier than Bai Niao Ze.

The straw that broke the camel's camel came from the pressure you put on yourself.Coach Takizawa rubbed his chin: "Hinata, take them for a run after the end. Can you stop their wild thinking?"

"Huh?" Hinata Hana looked at Coach Takizawa in confusion.

"Can Hinata feel this kind of atmosphere? Those kids are working too hard. You know the truth of going too far." Coach Takizawa patted Hinata on the shoulder: "Use your unique tolerance to resolve the pressure Dark clouds overhead. Please later."

Hinata flower nodded, counseling before and after the game.This kind of thing was done more than once, but it was all done for a certain player, and... most of the time it was Senior Long Hai.Is it for everyone this time?She looked at the second and third graders playing irrationally on the court and thought: At this time, it is the doctor's turn to play.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. We can disband after packing up." Long Hai clapped his hands, with a serious expression, he became more and more like a minister after more than two months of practice.But - in front of the manager is still the idiot who escaped.

Long Hai smiled and asked Hinata Flower who came over: "What's the matter with Flower?"

"Longhai, Hanamaki, Iwaizumi, Archer..." Hinata Hana ordered a few people, and said calmly, "Come with me for a run."

Like a bolt from the blue, the people who were named fell into a daze: "Huh?"

"Sure enough, today's atmosphere. The coach will definitely ask the manager to do something." A boy in the second grade breathed a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death. It appeared, the manager's devil running." Looking at the first grade, he was puzzled. The boy's eyes were full of sympathy: These little guys haven't experienced the training of a manager yet.

"Senior, what's going on with them?" Someone from the seniors who looked down like eggplants beaten by frost asked a question in a low voice.

"When everyone is in a low mood, our manager will use various means to help everyone get out of it." A second-grade boy explained.

"Although it is a very happy thing for a beautiful manager to personally accompany the exercise, I would rather not have this kind of happiness." Another boy had a strange expression.

"It's your turn tomorrow." Hinata Hana pointed to the second-year boys who were talking, and then went out with the first batch of strong men.

The few people who were still lucky to have escaped wailed: "Huh???"

Is it so scary?The pure first graders looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do.

In the closer days on the schedule, the much-anticipated gymnasium, the exciting solidarity, and... the smash that Ushishima Wakari couldn't stop.Long Hai ran at the front without saying a word, his silent back looked extremely depressed.Not only him, but several others are like this.Even Archer, who was always wearing a flirtatious smile, looked serious.

Hinata Flower carefully observed the expressions of several people. During the unpleasant time in elementary school, she had learned to observe words and expressions, and used indifference to draw a warning line to protect herself.I didn't expect to be able to understand their feelings easily now.Was that some kind of benefit from that experience?Hinata Flower thought calmly, let them relax first.

Running after training is a process of talking to yourself, especially long-distance running.No cooperation, communication, intervention from anyone.Going forward, when you sort out your mood, you will find those neglected garbage emotions hidden in your heart, and then you will know how to deal with them.It was already the eighth lap, Long Hai was breathing deeply, his body was in desperate need of oxygen supplementation.He heard heavy breathing from behind, and he knew it was his teammates.

They couldn't run any longer, and the teenagers who were running amok relying on their physical strength finally stopped.They lay exhausted and slid down the green grass slope on the river bank.

"Damn it! Only the flowers at this time are not cute at all!" Long Hai clenched his fists and screamed.

"Physical monster." Iwaizumi commented silently, obviously where did the girls get their physical strength?

"No way! Na-chan is cute no matter what she looks like! Senior Longhai, how could you say that about Na-chan." Oi Chuanche, who was sitting by the side, took a big breath: he was about to die.

Hinata Hana, who was sweating slightly, looked down at the teenagers who still had the strength to shout: "Aren't you going to run away?"

Hanamaki twitched the corners of her mouth. After training and running for so long, she still had no strength to move.Thanks to these two guys, they can still shout so energetically.But the scariest thing now is the flowers.

Hinata Hana sat next to the boys, put her hands on her knees and watched the river quietly.The sun had gone down, leaving only a few shimmering debris on the river.The voices in the ear disappeared, followed by the sound of breathing that became more relaxed, and the teenagers all laughed in silence.

Sure enough, after running like this, it will be much better.

"It's not reconciled. Do you still care about the game that you didn't win a game?"

Without looking at their expressions, she also knew what it was like to be angry and dare not speak up.

"Does failure mean weakness? Can't stand up after being knocked down? If this is the proof of weakness."

The teenagers lying in the grass were in a daze.

"Learn your lesson and stand up." Hinata Hana closed her eyes with a gentle expression: "Turn this unwillingness and pressure into motivation. From today, from now on, take good care of the time before the game. No matter what the result is, I still think that you who are sweating because of hard work... are the most handsome."

Like a gentle wind blowing, the faces of the boys turned slightly red.

"For the sake of victory, for the coach, and to set an example for the younger generations...even... for me, please cheer up." Hyuga Hana opened her eyes and looked at them, that kind of encouragement , tenderness, and a warm smile in late autumn gave the teenagers great support.That smile melted my heart.

Oi Chuanche's pupils constricted, and he vaguely felt that Hua's last words were addressed to him.

"Okay, let's go back." Hinata Flower stood up.

"Yes!"