Hinata was shocked. "Atsumu-senpai, how did you know those were Aran-senpai's exact words?!"
Miya Atsumu's expression twisted: "It really was him. I'm going to settle the score with him tomorrow."
He knew it; it had to be Aran secretly badmouthing him, Hinata had remembered it.
I'm injured," Miya Atsumu said, sitting cross-legged on the floor with an air of righteous indignation, "Shoyo needs to compensate me.
Hinata sat obediently on his knees in front of Miya Atsumu: "How should I make it up to you?"
The long-prepared Miya Atsumu raised his hand and pointed to a framed photo hanging on the wall of Hinata's room, which contained clippings of Hinata's own magazine features.
Atsumu said decisively, "Hang me right next to it, to keep you motivated to work hard."
Right, it has to be something that makes Hinata feel proud, something that keeps him alert and motivated at all times.
In that case, hanging his poster would be the most effective way to motivate him.
Hinata also replied decisively, "Okay, no problem."
While Hinata was still doing his homework, Miya Atsumu, who had returned from his shower, had already drifted off to sleep.
During this period, he had been undergoing physical training under Coach Kurosu, so having a day off at last left him truly exhausted.
After finishing his homework and hanging up the magazine pages, Hinata turned off the lights and crawled into his bed.
Goodnight, Atsumu-senpai.
At dawn the next day, Hinata was woken up by one of Miya Atsumu's wails.
What the hell is this!!
Looking at Hinata and Hoshiumi, who were hanging there in the exact same pose as the magazine spread, then looking at himself, who had been pulled out and hung next to the inexplicably appearing Shiratori, Miya Atsumu's brain stopped thinking.
“Good morning, Atsumu-senpai.”
Seeing Miya Atsumu looking at his wall, Hinata rubbed his eyes and sat up: "Ah, I thought the wall looked a bit monotonous yesterday, so I hung up pictures of everyone I know."
But Atsumu-senpai's was on the back of my page, so I cut both of them out. I'll have to go buy another one later..
Miya Atsumu collapsed to the ground.
Chapter 133: The One Hundred and Thirty-Third Fox
Looking at Miya Atsumu, who seemed to have stopped thinking, Ginjima asked Suna, "Who upset him?"
Suna pulled at the mask on his face, distancing himself from Miya Atsumu with a look of disdain. "It wasn't me."
Ginjima looked back at Miya Osamu, who had finished greeting everyone and was preparing to head to the stands.
Miya Osamu rolled his eyes, a rather hoarse voice drifted over: "I'd be grateful if he would just take his homework back."
In the end, Ginjima looked at Hinata, who was looking around from the very back.
The gaze from his senior was far too obvious; Hinata blinked, his face full of confusion.
Confirming Hinata's innocence, there was only one answer—Miya Atsumu was acting up again.
So Ginjima raised his hand and looked toward the coach. "Coach."
Coach Kurosu turned around and reached out to drag Miya Atsumu out. "What is wrong with you? Are you going to screw up the first match of the day.."
Watching Miya Atsumu get scolded by the coach, Suna Rintaro pulled out his phone and took a close-up shot of his face.
Miya Atsumu went crazy: "Hey! Rintaro!"
Atsumu!" Coach was even angrier. "How many times have I told you, your temper..
Hinata quietly shuffled to the side, "Rishia, let's go exploring!"
This is the largest gymnasium in Amagasaki City, it's his first time here, so he definitely has to take a good look around.
Rishia scratched his head. "There's not much difference, right.."
He seemed to remember it being similar to the one in Kobe City, but Hinata really loved exploring different gymnasiums.
Under Miya Atsumu's watchful gaze, the two of them greeted Coach Omimi before leaving the entrance area.
Coach Kurosu's voice drifted over again: "Atsumu."
Miya Atsumu didn't dare to move anymore.
On the other side, Hinata and Rishia Heisuke had already slipped into the court; the entire venue wasn't that large, with only two courts set up in the middle for matches.
This also means that the Round of 16 matches will take four rounds, so they probably won't finish until one or two in the afternoon.
The Inarizaki banners had already been hung, red team flags were planted in the walkways on both sides of the spectator stands, while directly opposite them was the red and green "Charge Ahead" slogan that Hinata was quite familiar with.
Hinata, who had failed his Japanese class, looked at Rishia Heisuke, who had just barely passed his: "So.. why this slogan?"
Rishia Heisuke struggled to recall the knowledge in his brain: "I think it means.. to rush forward regardless of the consequences?"
He shouldn't be remembering it wrong.
Hinata's eyes lit up: "So cool!"
Rishia felt a bit exhausted: "Don't act recklessly.."
Going through the banners already hung up in the venue one by one, Hinata let out a soft sigh. "I really want to see it.."
"What?" Rishia asked, puzzled.
Hinata recalled when he had visited the venue with Hoshiumi before: "Hoshiumi-senpai mentioned it, the Yoyogi National Gymnasium."
Speaking of which.. when he goes to Tokyo after the New Year, he wants to buy a short-sleeved shirt for Hoshiumi-senpai.
—And I'll buy one for Atsumu-senpai as well.
“Yoyogi? Ah, you mean the venue used for Haruko before, right?”
Thinking of this, Rishia Heisuke also guessed the reason why Hinata wanted to go: "The stage where Karasuno's Little Giant once played."
Hearing Rishia bring this up, Hinata grew even more excited: "Exactly, exactly! The Little Giant!"
Rishia Heisuke sighed. "It's a pity that the Haruko venues have been moved over to the Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium, but.. we should be able to ask the coach for permission to go there and take a look before the tournament starts."
Really?" Without even waiting for Rishia to answer, Hinata had already decided for himself, "Then I'll tell Coach when I get back.
Rishia nodded, "Okay."
I feel that if Hinata goes and says a few words to coax him, Coach Kurosu will definitely agree.
Anyway, it's just a quick round trip, it's actually not that far away, so it could also serve as a better motivation for Hinata.
—I wonder if there's a chance to go see Tokyo Tower.
Whispering voices drifted from not far away: "Is that.. the Little Giant from Inarizaki?"
It definitely is. I've watched that video several times. That kind of speed and jumping ability is absolutely ridiculous; he's on a completely different level.
I don't want to face them; a blocker at my level simply can't keep up.
You want to keep up? Itachiyama's block was completely dismantled.
Besides, they just won the national championship. Do you even think you can make it to the finals?
Don't even get me started, if we win this match, we'll be playing against Inarizaki in the next one.
.. Then what are you so happy about?
I'm super happy to be watching the national champions up close.
Hinata's ears perked up, he couldn't help but let a smile creep onto his lips, but he still gave a light cough to maintain his composure.
Just then, Kumagai's voice drifted from afar: "Shoyo! Heisuke! Get ready to sign in!"
Hinata pulled Rishia back: "Coming!"
As the regional champions of this year's Interhigh, Inarizaki's match is the first one, so there isn't much time left.
Players in the first match are allowed to warm up on the court, while those in subsequent matches must warm up on a practice court before heading straight onto the court.
After changing into the team uniform and returning to the court, the scene was completely different from the noisy and chaotic atmosphere before.
The moment he stepped out of the player's tunnel, he heard the music pouring down from above—just as it always had.
Go, go! Inarizaki High School is the strongest!
Standing opposite Kita Shinsuke to prepare for a handshake, the Yamakita captain had cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
They had always known of Inarizaki's strength, but this was the first time.. He felt as if he could barely breathe.
Pinching his own webbing between thumb and index finger, Yamakita, the main spiker, took a sudden step forward: "Please look forward to playing with us!"
Kita reached out and shook hands with the opponent, a faint smile on his face: "Please take care of us."
The silent warm-up session for both sides ended, the coin toss gave the first serve to Inarizaki.
What a great serve!
Amatori tilted his head and looked toward Iizuna in the back row: "The Inarizaki Regional Qualifiers, do you want to watch?"
Iizuna's answer was very decisive: "No."
"Really? Even though there's no commentary, there is an official single-camera livestream." Amatori continued to try and entice Iizuna.
Iizuna continued flipping through the workbook in his hands, completely ignoring him: "Miya Osamu's cold hasn't even cleared up yet, so Inarizaki won't be able to field a normal lineup. The Regional Qualifiers won't be of any reference at all."
Not to mention there are still several months until the Haruko main tournament, given Inarizaki's rate of evolution..
Amatori's hair was always in his field of vision, veins popped out on Iizuna's forehead.
If you don't want to study, then don't, but don't bother me!
We all have matches in the coming weeks. If you don't keep up with your progress now, don't come crying to me later, I'm definitely not letting you copy my homework.
Amatori behaved.
However, he didn't plan to continue studying either; he wanted to watch the Inarizaki match. Even if it wasn't very useful for reference, it would still give him a glimpse into Inarizaki's current state.
The live stream wasn't very clear, the audio was extremely messy, but it was just a filler stream on a social media app, so as long as it was watchable, it was fine.
The score had already reached Inarizaki 5:2 Yamakita, though the gap wasn't particularly large.
But he had never heard of Yamakita at all, based on the play he just saw, they played quite averagely. Given Miya Atsumu's personality, shouldn't he have already pulled ahead to a terrifying score of 8:1?