"As Coach Nekomata said, although Lev's performance was underwhelming at first, he's started to get better as the match goes on…"
"Middle blocker!"
With a shout from Kuroo at the net, the two front-row players from Nekoma moved back to the center of the net!
Bang!
Kei Tsukishima's spike struck Kuroo Tetsurō's blocking arm directly!
Point for Nekoma!
Seeing Tsukishima's slightly stunned expression, Kuroo offered a small, knowing smile.
That ball—he had predicted the trajectory of Tsukishima's spike using his extensive blocking experience!
Though Tsukishima's attack was sharp, when it ca to experience, he still couldn't quite compare to Kuroo, who was already a third-year.
You could see this back during the sumr training camp, where Akira, Tsukishima, Kuroo, and Kōtarō Bokuto often trained together even after the regular sessions.
At that ti, Tsukishima rarely managed to break through Kuroo's blocks.
He hadn't expected it, but…
After all this ti, even though he thought he had made a lot of progress, it was clear Kuroo hadn't stayed stagnant either!
Watching Kuroo's grin, Tsukishima couldn't help but smirk back slightly.
His reaction caught Kuroo off guard for a mont. Then Kuroo turned and walked back to the rear court.
Tweet!
Outside the court, the referee blew the whistle!
Nekoma serve!
...
"The third representative from Tokyo…"
"They look really strong!"
In the crowd of spectators, many other participating teams had co to watch this match.
"That's right. In the early sets, they went point-for-point with Karasuno! They were only slightly weaker when Karasuno gained montum!"
...
As they talked, a loud voice suddenly rang out beside them.
"Hey!"
"Don't just look at the surface!"
"And also—!"
"Hmgh—!"
Before he could finish, the speaker seed to be muffled by soone else.
"Haha! So sorry—our teammate has a bit of a fever today. Not quite in his right mind."
With an apologetic grin, Keiji Akaashi and Akinori Konoha quickly dragged Bokuto Kōtarō away.
"Uh…"
The group who had just been chatting looked at each other in bewildernt.
"That guy… he was from Fukurōdani, right?"
"Yeah! They were Spring High quarterfinalists!"
"Wait—was that the Kōtarō Bokuto?!"
"One of the top five aces in the country! I can't believe he just talked to us??"
...
"Bokuto-san, can you please stop going off like that…"
Watching Bokuto still struggling in Konoha's grip, Akaashi wiped a hand across his brow in exasperation.
Fukurōdani didn't have a match yet, so their team had co early to watch the day's first ga.
But in just a short ti, the Fukurōdani crew had already changed seats multiple tis.
It was all because of Bokuto's sudden outbursts—people around them kept giving them strange looks.
The team had beco numb to it, shuffling seats again and again.
"Whatever!"
Breaking free from Konoha's hold, Bokuto complained indignantly:
"Nekoma clearly can't stop Akira!"
"I didn't say anything wrong!"
At his words, Akaashi and the others exchanged glances and sighed.
He wasn't wrong.
That's exactly what was happening on the court.
On the surface, it looked like a back-and-forth between Karasuno and Nekoma—both sides launching attacks and defending in kind, with the score climbing steadily.
But if you watched closely, it was clear that Nekoma was beginning to slip.
Their defense was solid, yes. But once their opponent's offense grew strong enough to break through, Nekoma's biggest strength began to falter.
And Karasuno was exactly the kind of team that could pierce through that defense.
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