Fine, fine, she no longer has any thoughts about the children of Inarizaki's Inarizaki. Their own Tomomichi Chita is already very impressive; they absolutely cannot let that black-hearted fox steal him away.
If Inarizaki were to dangle the temptation of a championship in front of them.. who could resist?
Coach Kurosu gave a huff and returned to the court he was supervising to continue his work.
After Shirabu joined in the afternoon, everyone took the opportunity to organize offensive training. Several of Shirabu's wing spikers also demonstrated their powerful offensive capabilities, earning high praise from all the coaches.
"I've been wanting to say this since the previous practice match.." Hinata rubbed his chin, looking quite profound.
"What?" Miya Atsumu turned back to look at him.
Hinata replied, "Even though Tomomichi Chita looks quite devious, he's actually surprisingly straightforward when he plays."
Compared to Suna-senpai and the others, he's on a completely different level. It feels like his application of various technical shots and his ability to deceive the block are only about the same as mine?
Tachibana and Nishinoya, who were walking together behind them, couldn't help but stop in their tracks, their gazes toward Hinata filled with profound shock and confusion.
Is it possible that.. Hinata's plays are also quite "sinister"?
He's been completely corrupted by those foxes from Inarizaki!
At this time last year, he was still such a good boy, working so hard to pursue height and speed!
Thinking of this,橘 completely refused Miya Atsumu's invitation to a practice match.
He refused to be blindsided by Inarizaki's aggressive playstyle without any preparation; at the very least, he wanted to watch one set before taking the court.
In the very end, Kai and several substitutes from various schools accompanied Hinata and the others for two hours of self-directed practice.
Rishia Heisuke collapsed on the ground, his soul practically leaving his body: "I'm.. I'm going to die."
The newcomer from Kaifang, Windsor Stalin, also collapsed on the ground, muttering things like "the killer is Inarizaki."
Still full of energy, Hinata rushed toward Miya Atsumu while clutching the ball. "Atsumu-senpai, please give me a few more tosses!"
Miya Atsumu happily agreed, "Sure, as many as you want."
This time, even Usui Mitsuru, who was sitting on the ground, was stunned: "Wait, wait, wait, how can Miya Atsumu still move?!"
That can't be right! We both clearly ran away together after training last year!
"Coach said he wasn't good enough before, which hurt his pride, so he has been doing physical training for almost a year now," Miya Osamu said, taking a sip of water to catch his breath.
Right now, our Atsumu's physical conditioning should be second only to Shoyo's.
Ginjima, who was about to leave after finishing his serves, fell silent for two seconds before finally unable to resist the urge to roast them: "No, that's what you and Rintaro said, isn't it?"
Miya Osamu denied it immediately: "No way, that's not true."
Hinata, who finished his self-training the latest, locked the gymnasium doors along with Miya Atsumu. They then went to the gym to shower before returning to the classroom used by Inarizaki for lodging.
The others had already gone to sleep, so the two of them didn't turn on the lights; they simply used their phones to borrow some light, finding their bedding at the very back.
Hinata had just finished pulling up his covers and was getting ready to sleep when he met Miya Atsumu's gaze.
The moonlight streaming through the gaps in the curtains fell upon Miya Atsumu's face, causing Hinata to freeze for a moment.
He really had to admit that Atsumu-senpai and Osamu-senpai had very handsome features, which looked very three-dimensional under this dim, ambiguous light.
In the brief moment he was dazed, Miya Atsumu had already leaned down slightly, his gentle voice sounding right next to Hinata's ear.
“Goodnight, Shoyo.”
Hinata replied softly, "Goodnight, Atsumu-senpai."
His extremely exhausted body fell into sleep quite easily. In his hazy state of consciousness, he suddenly felt something entangling his body, imprisoning him and preventing him from moving.
This feeling.. was very familiar, very warm.
His consciousness sank into a pitch-black world, by the time color returned to Hinata's eyes, a loud shout erupted by his ears.
“You two! What are you doing?!”
Hinata opened his eyes and saw gray hair faintly appearing in his field of vision.
He moved Miya Atsumu's hand, which was holding him, sat up to greet the other. "Good morning, Osamu-senpai."
Miya Osamu took one look at Miya Atsumu, who was still sleeping like a dead pig, felt a surge of fury.
You're still sleeping! What did you say before?! Where did all those promises go?!
Suna raised his phone and took ten rapid photos of Miya Atsumu, who had just been woken from his sleep by Miya Osamu, intending to report him to Hoshiumi.
Having witnessed everything, Ginjima felt conflicted: "What on earth is going on.. what is wrong with these two.."
Arima Shuji raised his hand and covered his eyes. "Atsumu, he is a complete scumbag."
Chapter 277: The 277th Fox
Miya Atsumu, who had been lifted up by his collar by Miya Osamu, finally woke up.
He rubbed his eyes, scanning the room with a dazed expression, felt completely bewildered when he met everyone's indescribable gazes. "What happened now?"
Why is everyone looking at him?
Miya Osamu pointed at Hinata, looking at the confused and innocent-looking Miya Atsumu, for a moment, he didn't even know what to say: "You, you, you, you—"
"What about me?" Miya Atsumu yawned.
He looked up at the quartz clock on the classroom wall, seeing that it was already getting late. Miya Atsumu gave up on his plan to stay in bed and prepared to get up to wash up.
But Miya Osamu still held onto his collar and wouldn't let go, leaving him unable to move.
“What are you doing? Let go, I need to go wash up.” Miya Atsumu struggled for a moment, but when he realized he couldn't break free, he prepared to use his hands to pin Miya Osamu down instead.
Miya Osamu's gaze was extremely contemptuous: "Don't you know exactly what you've done?"
As he spoke, Miya Osamu glanced toward Hinata, who was heading to the other side to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Miya Atsumu's gaze grew even more bewildered as he carefully recalled whether he had done anything inappropriate the day before.
That can't be right; he and Hinata were on two separate futons this time, they were covered with two separate quilts!
Miya Osamu said expressionlessly, "You're truly beyond saving. Instead of letting a scumbag like you live in this world wasting oxygen, I might as well just bury you right now."
With that, Miya Osamu prepared to drag Miya Atsumu outside.
Anyway, Hinata had already taken his toiletries to the next room to find Rishia and the others, so it wouldn't be a problem even if he dealt with Miya Atsumu right here on the spot.
Miya Atsumu was even more bewildered and struggled even more violently: "At least let me die knowing what happened!!"
Miya Osamu stopped in his tracks, turning his head to look at Miya Atsumu with a gaze like he was looking at trash. "You held them while sleeping again."
You're still being so indecent even during a training camp in a shared dormitory; you really are scum.
"Again?" Hearing this, Ginjima tried his best to think about it.
Arima Shuji laughed. "What do you mean, 'again'—?"
Before he could be dragged out of the classroom, Miya Atsumu hurriedly shouted, "Stop, stop, stop!"
I object! I appeal! I refuse!
Miya Osamu asked out of kindness, "Do you have any last words?"
Miya Atsumu grabbed Miya Osamu's clothes, allowing himself to sit on the ground in a relatively decent posture.
He looked up at his twin brother and said quite seriously, "Is it possible that I was actually in my own spot?"
There was no mistake about that; he had clearly just been on his own bedding, even nearly rolling over to Miya Osamu's side.
That's because you pulled Shoyo over here," Miya Osamu rejected expressionlessly, "It couldn't possibly be..
Did I roll over there myself?
Hinata rubbed his chin and looked up at Kumagai, who had raised the question.
It was certainly a possibility; he was very restless when he slept, Xiaoxia had mentioned that as well.
But when he sleeps with Atsumu-senpai, it's mostly in a hotel or at his house, in situations where there is only one bed.
Could it be that it was too cold last night, he subconsciously sought out a heat source?
No, it's summer now, so it would only be too hot, he remembered that when he woke up, he wasn't covered by a blanket..
Kumagai wiped his face clean with a towel and said with a sigh of relief, "I was worried you were being bullied by the seniors, but in the end, it turns out you, Shoyo, were the one hogging Atsumu-senpai's spot.."
Hearing this, Unabara Uta finally couldn't hold it in anymore: "No, no, no, is the point right now who occupied whose bed? Is that what it should be?"
Hinata and Kumagai both looked up at him as he suddenly spoke, tilting their heads at the same angle.
Facing the two people's bewildered gazes, Unabara Uta suddenly felt mentally exhausted.
He looked at Hinata and said very, very seriously, "Then do you think you'll end up rolling into Osamu-senpai's arms?"
The key issue was why Hinata would roll right into someone's arms as if no one else were around! He'd probably even fall asleep in them!
Hinata thought about it for a moment and replied just as seriously, "Atsumu-senpai was in the middle, so that shouldn't be possible."
And.. he couldn't quite imagine that scene.
Unabara Uta collapsed to the ground: "It's over, it's completely over.."
Where is Maho? Come and save him—
Rishia Heisuke, arriving a step late, looked at the despairing Unabara Uta and froze for a moment. "What are you talking about?"
Tokura spat out the foam in his mouth and added silently, "Just a conversation between people on different wavelengths."
After a simple wash, Hinata returned to his room with his belongings, from a distance, he saw that their room was open, with a crowd of people gathered at the door.
He froze for a moment, then approached the room's door and squeezed through the gaps in the crowd.
“Excuse me, please let me through, I need to get in..”
The moment he successfully squeezed inside, Hinata saw the Third Year seniors kneeling in rows on the floor, while facing them was Coach Kurosu, who looked quite angry.
Noticing him entering, Miya Atsumu hurriedly made a small hand gesture for him to leave quickly, but he was precisely caught by Coach Kurosu.
The next second, Coach Kurosu's voice rang out coldly, "Shoyo, don't you leave either. Go kneel down with everyone."
Hinata put his things away and silently knelt down beside Miya Atsumu.
Looking at the crowd kneeling in rows before him, Coach Kurosu, looking twice as stressed as usual, crossed his arms over his chest and began counting them off reprimandingly, "You lot! You've been making so much noise since early this morning that the whole floor hasn't been able to rest! Even the basketball coach from downstairs came up to complain!"