It's someone else.
At the same time, the same video was also handed to Oikawa Tooru by Aran.
Oikawa Tooru's vision went black, he lost consciousness on the spot.
After being struck by the devastating news and losing all color in his face, he sat in silence for a long while, quickly guessing the identity of the person who had posted it.
He hurriedly tried to call Hoshiumi, only to find that he had already been blocked by him, facing a total boycott across all platforms, had even been kicked out of the group chat.
“Hoshiumi—I've been wronged!!”
It's all Miya Atsumu's fault! Why drag me into this too!
“Oikawa Tooru's reputation! Oikawa Tooru's handsome image! Oikawa Tooru's magnificent physique! It's all gone!!”
Watching Oikawa Tooru rolling around on the bed in tears, Aran, who shared a dormitory with him, spoke up with a complaint.
“You and Atsumu-senpai never had that thing to begin with, anyway.”
Chapter 308: The 308th Fox
After taking the heavy hits of "wanting to have a long-distance relationship" and "losing all his public image," the atmospheric pressure surrounding Miya Atsumu could only be described as terrifyingly low.
Suna reduced the frequency of his photography, Miya Osamu tried his best not to provoke Miya Atsumu, even Usui Mitsuru, who usually loved watching the drama, gave him a wide berth.
Every team that played against Inarizaki was driven to utter misery.
After all, since it was still unknown who the criminal suspect actually was, Miya Atsumu simply listed everyone as a suspect.
Especially Seito, whose strength is relatively outstanding; under Miya Atsumu's torment, they even evolved a complete quick attack defense system, which left their coach quite shocked.
Unabara Uta, who had just dropped a ball, met Miya Atsumu's gloomy gaze and subconsciously shrank his neck.
Just when he thought Miya Atsumu was about to kick him off the court, Hinata's cough sounded softly.
Hinata raised his hand and nudged Miya Atsumu's side with his elbow.
Recalling all the kind words Hinata had said to Unabara, Miya Atsumu ultimately swallowed his harsh words.
He glanced at Unabara Uta, a hint of disdain flickering in his eyes: "If you can't play properly, then swap out."
Unabara Uta's heart died, he slumped down, feeling utterly dejected and on the verge of tears.
There's absolutely no difference! Isn't he still just telling him to get lost!
Seeing how Miya Atsumu's words had completely killed the conversation, Hinata quickly tried to comfort them both, saying, "Unabara still has room for improvement, Tomomichi Chita's spikes are indeed quite difficult to receive. Atsumu-senpai, don't be too harsh, Unabara, don't be sad."
Unabara raised a hand to wipe away tears that weren't even there.
—Shoyo is an angel!
Miya Atsumu was stunned, his spirits plummeting almost instantly, the arrogance he usually displayed toward others completely vanished.
——Shoyo won't call him big brother anymore!
Miya Osamu let out a sneer. "Serves him right."
The chaotic training camp drew to a close on its fifth night, with Miya Atsumu's mood turning gloomy.
The Interhigh Champion Semifinals and Finals in Kyoto will be held in three days, so the people from Inubushi Higashi and Seito will leave ahead of the others.
Coach Kurosu and Coach Kusubashi also set the date for the scouting trip for tomorrow.
After all, the qualifiers in Osaka, Oita, Hyogo had all concluded. Kaifang, in excellent form this time, had fought their way all the way to the Finals. One of the opponent's starting core Middle Blockers had been injured during the Semifinals, giving Kaifang every possible advantage. Ultimately, they secured a narrow 2-1 victory, earning their ticket to the Nationals.
For Kaifang, who had not made it to the nationals in over ten years, this was a top-tier piece of good news.
Perhaps because the pressure had eased significantly, their Ace and Setter had rarely argued during this Training Camp, which made the only person in an extremely terrible mood, Miya Atsumu, stand out even more.
The moment he heard the sound of the Coach knocking on the door, Miya Osamu, who was sleeping by the door, woke up.
He yawned, rubbing his stomach as he walked toward the window, then pulled the curtains wide.
The sunlight slanted down, illuminating the entire room.
For everyone, who had been waking up at six every morning for early morning training over the past few days, the rare chance to sleep in was something they all cherished.
Rishia Heisuke silently pulled his covers over his head, wanting to sleep for just a little while longer.
But the Vice-Captain had no intention of letting anyone off the hook, starting with him as he pulled back the covers: "Get up, everyone get up."
Having left the warmth of the covers, Rishia pondered the meaning of life for a moment.
Suna and the others were also woken up one by one by Miya Osamu, who pulled back the covers with very decisive and brisk movements.
But when he reached the bunk in the corner, Miya Osamu stopped in his tracks.
Looking at the messy, Patrick-shaped outline traced by the quilt, Miya Osamu's half-asleep brain tried earnestly to figure out where these two heads were.
After trying his best to make sense of it, Miya Osamu reached out and pulled back a corner of the blanket, seeing orange hair.
After glancing at Miya Osamu, who was holding Hinata Shoyo with one arm from behind, Miya Osamu reached out and poked Hinata, who was clutching a pillow. "Get up."
Hinata opened his eyes groggily; in fact, he had already regained some consciousness when Coach Kurosu knocked on the door. He pushed Miya Atsumu's hand away and crawled out from under the covers.
He yawned. "Good morning, Osamu-senpai. I'm going to go wash up first."
"Yeah." Miya Osamu nodded, then watched Hinata lead a half-asleep Rishia Heisuke out the door.
Ginjima and Arima Shuji followed closely behind, the two of them walking out of the room while discussing yesterday's practice match against Seito, both carrying their toiletries.
The door to the room was closed again, the entire space returned to silence.
Miya Osamu looked down at the unconscious Miya Atsumu and, with an expressionless face, picked up the pillow that Hinata had just been holding.
Ever since Miya Atsumu gained his "official status," he no longer said anything about him getting handsy with Miya Atsumu.
After all, once a relationship is established, it becomes a little flirtation between a young couple, which was outside of his jurisdiction.
But..
Miya Osamu raised his hand and slammed that pillow right into Miya Atsumu's face, then gave him a kick. "What are you doing to him, you bastard! Both of you are still minors!"
Dazed by the blow, Miya Atsumu woke up instantly. He grabbed the pillow and threw it right back: "It's early morning! What the hell is wrong with you!"
Miya Osamu bent down to grab the blanket and threw it back at Miya Atsumu along with the pillow. "You're the one! What are you doing so early in the morning!"
Finally coming to his senses, Miya Atsumu fell silent, clutching the pillow that had been thrown at him.
With a sneer from Suna, Miya Atsumu bent over and buried his face in the pillow: "Aaaaah—"
When Hinata returned, he found that the classroom had already been tidied up very neatly, Miya Atsumu was diligently mopping the floor.
He tilted his head. "Atsumu-ge? Didn't you say everyone was going to clean up together when we got back tonight?"
Miya Atsumu spoke without hesitation, "I am the Captain, I serve everyone.
On the other side, Miya Osamu stood with his arms crossed, ruthlessly exposing his clumsy lie: "He needs to find something to do to calm down."
“Calm down?” Hinata blinked. “The seniors didn't get into another fight, did they? And did Atsumu-ge lose again?”
Miya Atsumu felt very guilty: "Ah.. yeah."
Hinata packed up his toiletries and took the cloth from Miya Atsumu's hands: "Atsumu-ge, you go wash up first. Heisuke and I will wipe them down."
He stuffed a tissue into Miya Atsumu's hand for him to wipe his hands with: "Don't get into fights next time; I'll help keep it a secret this time."
Atsumu had already composed himself and smiled at Shoyo. "Shoyo, you're so reliable."
Having demonstrated his boyfriend skills quite well, Hinata puffed out his chest proudly. "Hehe."
Miya Atsumu patted Hinata on the head, then stood up and walked outside, even stepping on Miya Osamu as he passed by him.
Miya Osamu fought back quickly, the two of them were scuffling together the moment they stepped outside.
Hey! Osamu! Atsumu! What do you think you're doing!!
Coach Kurosu's roar rang out the next second, followed by two thumping sounds from the hallway as the Twins were suppressed by the Coach and hauled away, one in each hand.
Having just said he would keep the secret, Hinata blinked and gave an awkward laugh: "Haha.."
Suna felt no sympathy for this at all: "Serves you right."
After scolding the two of them from head to toe, Coach Kurosu, whose anger had subsided slightly, led everyone onto the bus heading to next month's tournament venue.
The scale of the Oita Prefectural General Gymnasium where this Interhigh is being held is actually quite ordinary; after all, it hasn't hosted any major competitions, so it can't be compared to the gymnasium in Kobe, it is even further from the gymnasium in Tokyo.
Coach Kurosu took a few photos of the stands to be used for future cheering.
After a quick reconnaissance, everyone returned to Shirabu to prepare for the journey back.
Of course, Hinata and Unabara, who were about to head to Tokyo, would not be traveling with the group. Instead, Coach Kusubashi would help escort them to the nearest Shinkansen station so they could go directly to Tokyo.
Looking at the backpack packed on Shoyo's back, Miya Atsumu felt even more dejected, clutching Shoyo and refusing to let go.
"I don't want to be apart from you," he said aggrievedly.
Hinata patted Miya Atsumu's hand to comfort him: "I'll be back in two weeks. I'll call Atsumu-ge every day to report my itinerary, so don't worry, Atsumu-ge."
Miya Atsumu lowered his eyes and remained motionless, having no intention of letting go at all.
Hinata stared at Miya Atsumu's beautiful hands for a while, then suddenly grabbed Miya Atsumu's hands tightly in return.
Atsumu froze for a moment, looking up only to meet Hinata's incredibly serious and determined gaze.
Hinata locked eyes with Miya Atsumu, looking at him without yielding: "Atsumu-ge, I'm going there to learn how to become stronger. When I return, I will be even better and more powerful than before."
“I will jump higher, run faster, receive more balls; and of course, I will play even more spectacular offense together with Atsumu-ge.”
His gaze was sharp, also becoming very bright under the sunlight shining outside the window.
“Atsumu-ge likes that version of me, doesn't he?”
Miya Atsumu's eyes widened, he subconsciously followed Hinata's words to imagine it.
All the anxiety of being apart and the loneliness of being alone were cast aside; the only thing appearing in his mind were Hinata's words.
Yes, he loved that version of Hinata.
He loved every time the boy leaped with all his might, every time he crushed those seemingly unreachable defenses, that.. aggressive gaze he would cast down upon his opponents after a beautiful feint.
The sound of the approach jump, the sound of the hit, the thud of landing to absorb the impact—all of it made his heart race uncontrollably.
The one he was fascinated by.. was exactly that kind of Hinata.