their time

Hyugaka carried two bags of chocolates into the volleyball club. She put the things aside, then bent down to change her indoor shoes.

Today's volleyball club is still as lively as ever.She flexes her wrists and goes to the court to help tie the net.The first graders arrived early and greeted the manager one after another.After getting along for a while, they finally found that although the manager looked cold, he was surprisingly gentle—but he was still very strict in training, even more fierce than the coach.

Hinata Flower took the notebook to chat with the first graders, to understand their ideas and point out some habitual actions that they would not notice or areas that need to be strengthened in the future.

These were originally the work of Coach Takizawa, but there were too many members in the past two years, and Coach Takizawa couldn't help but neglect one thing and lose another when he was getting older.Therefore, as a manager, Hinata Hana also took part of the work in the past. I have to say that Hinata Hana, who doesn't like chatting, is now much more proficient in communicating with others, although she still speaks very little.

"Kindaichi-san..." Hinata flower turned to look at the very nervous Kindaichi Yutaro: "Am I scary?"

"Hi!" Yutaro Kanedaichi subconsciously stood at attention, cold sweat broke out behind his back as he was only a first-year student who was already taller than Hinata Hana: "Yes, no!" It wasn't senior Hinata who was scary, but the third graders standing behind senior Hinata and staring at him. ah.

what exactly is it?Hinata Flower looked at Yutaro Kindaichi in puzzlement, stood on tiptoe and patted him on the shoulder: "Relax, I don't swear."

"Yes!" Kindaichi Yutaro was sweating profusely, and the murderous intent of the seniors became even heavier.

Hanamaki picked up the volleyballs that fell at his feet, and when he got up, he saw Hinata Hana coming in with two bags of chocolates: "Our manager is really welcome."

"En." The distraught Yanquan reluctantly responded to him.

"Pretty and gentle," the third grader next to him added to the topic: "Not only careful but also patient, and the voice is also nice."

"There is no one cuter than our manager." Someone intoxicated: "So, it makes sense to be so popular."

Hanamaki was silent for a while, and then looked at Oi Chuanche who was playing seriously: "Then what is the reason for this product's popularity?"

Everyone fell into thinking and then got entangled. This is already an unsolved mystery.

"By the way, aren't the manager and the minister together? It's been almost three years. What do they think?"

"Yeah, although I don't want to admit it... But when I see the manager and Oikawa together, they really match each other."

"Enen, the atmosphere is very different. Don't bother thinking about Oi Chuan and the manager, we are both in the third grade, and we should have a girlfriend or two."

"Yeah, if you have this kind of hobby, you can pay three or four. Would you like to give it a try?"

Hanamaki twitched the corner of her mouth: What kind of nonsense conversation is this?

"It's a pity that with such a cute manager, it's hard to look at other girls." They secretly looked at the manager passing by holding the ball, although their faces were expressionless, it was still distracting.

"Oh, it's a pity that everyone is single."

Iwaizumi still looked absent-minded.

Hanamaki suddenly remembered something, he held the ball and smiled maliciously: "We have traitors here."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what Hanamaki meant.

Hanamaki patted Iwaizumi on the shoulder: "This guy seems to have been confessed by Mito, and then he seems to agree. I'm really envious, that's Mito, who ranks in the top three in the school flower rankings every year. Of course, I think our manager is the prettiest After saying this, Hanamaki walked away as if nothing had happened, but he only told the truth without embellishment at all.

"Iwaizumi... unexpectedly..."

"This guy is too much."

When Iwaizumi came back to his senses, he saw a group of teammates full of resentment: "Uh... what's wrong with you?"

"I'm so pissed off, you're actually out of order! Betrayed us."

"Now charging must die!"

Everyone was gearing up, swarming up and pressing Iwaizumi under him: "Why are you mistreating us today! Iwaizumi, you boy!!!"

"Ah? Calm down..."

Oi Chuanche, who caught the ball, glanced this way, ah, what's going on, why do their expressions look so angry and jealous, did Iwa-chan rob their wives?In a sense, Oi Chuanche really guessed right.

Hinata Hana clapped her hands expressionlessly, and drove the rowdy third-year seniors to training.Are these guys really third graders?

Coach Takizawa stood on the sidelines with his hands behind his back and watched the practice match. His eyes were deep, and he had been paying attention to Tobio Kageyama's situation.When the job was over, he opened his mouth and called Oikawa Toru over.

"Sorry, let him try in various positions. I still think he is suitable for the setter..." Coach Takizawa finally said this after deliberating. Toru also already felt the threat of a talented junior chasing after him.

Oi Chuanche was holding the ball in a daze, what does this mean, is Kageyama going to take his place?Tobio Kageyama, an unlovable junior, has to admit that he has a talent for volleyball that exceeds that of ordinary people. With his subtle and different touch of volleyball, he creates a different way of passing the ball from ordinary people. This separates genius from ordinary people.What a nuisance, a creature of genius.Unwillingness appeared on Oi Chuanche's face, Nachan is also such a genius.Why did he work so hard but still couldn't see the possibility of approaching her, but was left far behind by her.

Thinking of Na-chan who mercilessly turned and walked forward in the dream, Oi Chuan realized for the first time how much he hated his own weakness.

Hinata Flower looked worriedly at the silent Oikawa Toru: "Archer..." How does the proud Archer feel now?Does it look like she is hidden under the fame of her sister?Perhaps even more sad than her, after all, he has always been standing on the clouds, overlooking the scenery of the earth.Feeling the pressure now?

Hinata flower gathered herself together, she stood firmly in front of Oi Chuanche and stretched out her hands to pat Oi Chuanche's face: "Idiot! What are you thinking! Stay in the setter and play well."

Oi Chuanche stared at her blankly, feeling the warmth of his palm.The temperature of Na Chan's palm was obviously low, but it scalded her entire heart on her chest.As if waking up from a big dream, Oi Chuanche raised a smile: "I know." Even if the gods will be partial, he will not give up the right to be stubborn.

Hinata Flower quickly withdrew her hand: "Okay, go and pack your things. Let's go home."

"Well! Let's go home." Ji Chuanche quickly recovered blood: "Wait for me, Na-chan~"

"hurry up."

"it is good!"

Coach Takizawa watched the two leave with a delicate mood, did Oikawa and Hinata really not fall in love?The way these two little guys get along is really similar—really like them back then.Thinking of the former students, the old man sighed a little, wondering what the fate of these two people would be like in the future.

"Na sauce, I forgot to mention."

"Ok?"

"Merry Christmas!"

"......The same to you."

The shadows of the two people under the street lamp were stretched very long, and at the very end they seemed to merge and disappear into the night.