Miya Atsumu, who cared deeply about his image, couldn't bear to see it and ultimately pulled Hinata aside. "Come on, let's go to the room first. I'll fix your hair for you."
Hinata nodded: "Mm-hmm!"
However, they didn't have much time before dismissal, so Miya Atsumu only had enough time to quickly use some hairspray to fix Hinata's hair in place.
Miya Atsumu said triumphantly, "See? This is what hairspray can do. You don't have to worry about it getting messy at all!"
Hinata raised his hand to touch his slightly prickly hair, then looked at the hairstyle in the mirror, which looked no different from his usual one, his mind went blank for a moment.
He looked up at Miya Atsumu. "So why use hairspray?"
Miya Atsumu felt guilty: "Because.."
After he got some static electricity from rubbing it, it became a bit difficult to handle, so he could only spray some water to smooth his hair down and use hairspray to style it at the same time.
Otherwise, once it dries.. eighty percent of the time, it will puff out again.
Atsumu quickly changed the subject: "Shoyo, isn't your hair getting a bit long?"
Hinata raised a hand to brush back his hair. "I guess so, but it doesn't really block my vision, so it doesn't matter."
Miya Atsumu lightly touched Hinata's hair: "I'll take you to get it cut later; it'll be too hot in the summer if your hair is too long."
Yeah, the feel is pretty good.
He didn't use too much either, since he didn't usually use that much himself.
Unlike Oikawa-senpai, whose hair relies entirely on hairspray to stay in place!
Hinata nodded, also thinking that Miya Atsumu made a good point.
Moreover, Atsumu-senpai and Osamu-senpai's hairstyles have always been very cool; if he gets one too, he'll look even cooler.
"Alright, let's get ready to head to the gymnasium," Miya Atsumu said with a grin.
He is the Captain now and is responsible for the whole team, so he can't linger in his room until the last minute like he used to.
But fortunately, Miya Osamu is now the Vice-Captain, so he'll be with him!
While waiting for everyone to gather in the hotel lobby, Hinata looked up at the notebook held in Miya Atsumu's arms. "What's that?"
Miya Atsumu, who was busy scribbling, turned sideways to show him the notebook: "These are backup tactics we might use in today's match. These arrows represent the flow of the coordination.."
Hinata pointed at the dense, tiny writing above. "What about these?"
Miya Atsumu explained, "These are the opponent's possible responses. After running through the scenarios, it's easier to adapt your performance on the court."
These are the opponents' behavioral habits summarized from watching their videos. Once these are all recorded, we can predict their movements on the court.
Miya Atsumu added, "Before, the Kita Team used to do part of this, then they would organize it into written form and send it to me and the Coach, but now we have to handle everything ourselves."
Before, he would just watch the footage and try to memorize it using his brain, but now he had to organize it into a format that others could understand, for the purpose of communicating with the Coach and everyone else.
A flash of eager excitement crossed Hinata's face. "Is there anything I can help with?"
Miya Atsumu didn't refuse; instead, he snapped the notebook in his hands shut and held it up to cover his mouth.
“If Shoyo wants to help, he'll need to study first.”
He stared at Hinata, his eyes hinting at something, wanting Hinata to speak up for himself.
Hinata blinked and asked, following Miya Atsumu's lead, "Then, can Atsumu-senpai teach me?"
A smile spread from the center of Miya Atsumu's brow to the corners of his eyes. He let out a soft chuckle behind his hand, then leaned down slightly toward Hinata. "Of course, I'd be happy to help."
"Long live Atsumu-senpai!" Hinata cheered, raising his hands.
He had followed the Kita Team for a while to learn how to organize data, but he had only been recording it; he wanted to learn more in-depth things, he wanted to have the ability to think and analyze on his own.
Hearing Hinata's cheers, Miya Atsumu's tone shifted. "Then from now on, I'm your master too."
Come on, let me hear you call me Master.
Chapter 254: The Two Hundred and Fifty-Fourth Fox
Hinata looked up, stealing a glance at Miya Atsumu's expression, said tentatively, "Atsumu.. Master?"
Miya Atsumu's smile deepened, his entire face revealed an uncontrollable sense of pleasure.
He leaned forward again, getting even closer to Hinata. "I didn't hear you."
Hinata tilted his head slightly to dodge Miya Atsumu and muttered in a low voice, “Atsumu-senpai, you're so weird.”
In the next second, he suddenly felt his collar being grabbed, Miya Osamu's voice immediately followed.
Because he's a pervert.
The smile on Miya Atsumu's face froze instantly, the corners of his eyes lowered slightly, his smile immediately turned dangerous.
Osamu, it's actually fine if you just sleep in at the hotel. You don't have to show up at all, right?
Suna also put down his phone: "If you don't come, how am I supposed to watch your spectacular performance?"
Having said that, he quickly sent the video he had just recorded to Hinata's phone.
The phone in Hinata's pocket vibrated, but Miya Atsumu didn't pay it any mind.
After all, Hinata sent messages to Kenma almost every day and was also frequently in contact with Goshiki Tsutomu and others; the frequency with which he received messages was incredibly high.
While Miya Atsumu and Miya Osamu were at a standstill, Hinata silently stepped back to Suna's side and asked in a low voice, "Suna-senpai, how about we.. take fewer videos of Atsumu-senpai's embarrassing past?"
Suna took Hinata's phone out of Hinata's pocket and quickly sent the video to Hoshiumi Hikari through Hinata: "What's wrong?"
Hinata's expression was pitiful, as if he had already seen that tragic end: "I'm afraid that if Atsumu-senpai finds out, he'll bury me."
It's certain to happen; being torn to pieces would be a light punishment for him!
Suna, who usually showed little expression on his face, let out a laugh after clearly dazing for a moment.
Returning the phone to Hinata, Suna reached out and patted his head. "Don't worry, most of them were just making a scene."
He wouldn't bear to bury you.
Hinata blinked, although he was a bit confused, he felt that Suna was right.
Just as he was about to ask something else, Suna changed the subject.
Suna frowned, noticing the strange sensation. "Did you use hairspray?"
Actually, he felt that Hinata was destined to never have anything to do with hair gel in this lifetime, unless it was because someone..
Hinata nodded. "Atsumu-senpai did my hair."
Hearing this, Miya Osamu clicked his tongue. "So ugly. This guy's taste is truly terrible."
The only reason he looked somewhat human on a daily basis was because he shared the same face, but in the end, it was all thanks to his mother's credit.
Touching the little spike Miya Atsumu had pinched out of his hair, Hinata said softly, "I thought it looked quite good.."
Miya Atsumu protested, "Hey, that's pure slander and defamation!"
His sense of style was actually quite good; his mother often praised his daily outfits, whereas Osamu never received such praise!
Just then, a voice rang out: "Oh, Hinata, your hairstyle is very cool today."
Hinata turned around with a look of pleasant surprise, only to find it was Seito High School's Libero, Tachibana Shinji: "Tachibana-senpai!"
So Suna-senpai and the others were just teasing him; the hairstyle Atsumu-senpai did for him was actually very cool!
“Good luck in today's match! See you in a bit!”
Tachibana raised his hand to give Hinata a high five, then turned his head to chase after his own Ace, Kobayashi, who had already taken over as Captain.
A moment later, the players from Kaifang also came out one after another; the setter, Fujimaru Tetsuji, the newly appointed first-year Ace, Kudo, both passed by and patted Hinata on the shoulder.
Hinata! See you at the match!
See you later!
Miya Atsumu's smile, which had been hanging on his face, became extremely forced; the curve of his lips lost all its joy and turned bitter.
Why did he suddenly feel as if everyone in the world knew Hinata, even a passing dog could say a few words to greet him?
Watching Hinata jump up and wave goodbye to everyone, Miya Atsumu finally couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "You really are busy."
Hinata froze for a moment upon hearing that, then turned his head to look at Miya Atsumu: "Atsumu-senpai, you.."
Being scrutinized by Hinata, Miya Atsumu felt inexplicably nervous, his mind racing through a dozen different things he should or shouldn't say.
But in the next second, Hinata's voice rang out with a smile: "You aren't actually envious that I'm so close to everyone and can talk to them all, are you?"
He stood on his tiptoes and patted Miya Atsumu's shoulder like an adult. "Don't worry, Atsumu-senpai. You're so handsome; if you just smile more, you'll be much more approachable and will definitely be able to talk to everyone."
Miya Atsumu curled the corners of his mouth and flashed Hinata a smile that didn't reach his eyes, looking quite eerie and frightening. "Is that so?"
Hinata instantly began to doubt his own theory.
However, Atsumu had no intention of continuing to scare him; in a good mood, Miya Atsumu raised his hand and ruffled Hinata's hair.
Watching his hair being pressed down by him, only to rise again under the hold of hairspray.
He added, "I am indeed a little envious, but not of you, Shoyo."
Hinata, however, could not understand.
It's not that they're envious of him; then what exactly is Atsumu-senpai envious of?
Miya Osamu and Suna silently distanced themselves from Miya Atsumu once again, attempting to avoid the strange, sour atmosphere in the air.
Atsumu was certainly not envious of Hinata's popularity, but rather of every outsider who received Hinata's warmth and sincerity.
Watching Xun and Teruya Masato and the others appear one after another, Miya Atsumu, who had finished his team's session, also led everyone away from the hotel and set off for the gymnasium.
The first two rounds of this tournament have already been completed, Inarizaki's match is the fourth round in the morning.
The scale of the Prefectural General Gymnasium was far from being as massive as the Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium, since the single gymnasium did not only host volleyball matches, given the large number of participants in this tournament, a significant portion of the matches were held in venues such as the Basketball Hall and the Badminton Hall.
After all, they are all indoor venues, so they only need temporary flooring, additional line markings, the installation of nets.
Of course, the downside to these kinds of venues is that the spectator stands are very small, some venues don't even have stands, meaning you can only watch from the edges of the court.
However, to separate the courts that are positioned very close to each other, there are nets installed in the gymnasium, so you wouldn't be able to see much even from the stands.
Yeah, this also meant that even if he made a fool of himself on the court, he wouldn't receive any "kind" greetings from his own supporters.