Chapter 3 The

bustling campus, the sweaty teenagers and the force of the volleyball hitting the ground in front of the stadium make up the No. 1 volleyball hall in Kitagawa.

Ikawa Haruka has always been concerned about her brother's abnormality, so after she worked overtime at her desk to deal with the affairs of the student union, she specially made time to watch Ikawa Toru's training today.

"Kageyama, you go and try."

"Yes!"

Ikawa Haruka walked into the hall and saw the figures of Ikawa Toru and Kageyama Tobio swapping on and off the court.

She casually found an empty seat and sat down, hanging her wrist and holding her chin with one hand to observe the two boys' every move.

The boy who was about to go on the court had obvious excitement on his face. When he and Ikawa Toru took the card, you could see the barely noticeable smile at the corner of his mouth and his chest rising at the moment of handover.

Compared with the boy who was happy to be named by the coach, the boy who was substituted was obviously in another mood.

When Ikawa Toru left the court, his white teeth bit his lower lip tightly, and his originally bright brown eyes now solidified into steel beads.

Haruka Ishikawa unconsciously twisted the hair that fell on her ears, silently taking in all of this. She probably knew where the problem was. Her brother was probably getting impatient. Because his competitor had appeared.

Swish! The black-haired, blue-eyed boy skipped the first pass and made an extremely accurate second pass with an extremely difficult move.

Haruka Ishikawa squinted and carefully observed the boy's flowing movements. The boy's blue eyes were as bright as an uncut sapphire, with a trickle of galaxy flowing in them.

She silently curved her lips. It had been a long time since she saw such a pure person. It seemed that as long as he saw the ball, he would be injected with infinite energy.

She could feel his love for volleyball, and at the same time she could more or less know that this child should be a genius.

Haruka Ishikawa silently watched every move of Kageyama Tobio on the court. It was bold and accurate, but still a little short of the mark.

Beep! The referee blew the whistle and the opponent scored.

The slightly immature boy on the court was targeted, and the opponent scored a point when he hit the ball out of bounds.

Although he has an outstanding sense of the ball, he still lacks experience. Apart from his excellent dribbling, his blocking is still far from enough.

When Ishikawa Haruka was analyzing secretly, she heard the rustling of girls.

She heard many girls around her talking about the boy on the court, and there were many fans of her brother.

"That kid is so cute! His eyes drooped immediately after he was scored. He was very unconvinced, hahahahaha!"

"Kageyama, right? He also has a standard face!"

"Kageyama Tobio from Class A of the first grade, he participated in the practice match in the first grade and trained with the regulars. He is amazing!"

A few glimmers flashed in Ishikawa Haruka's eyes. She suddenly remembered the look of him that day when his eyes kept changing and he was lost, which was completely different from his appearance on the court.

After the game, two boys with completely opposite mentalities stood side by side. Her glass-like eyes sparkled under the light. I wonder if he felt that he had been rejected and resisted by his awkward, stubborn, and self-esteemed brother.

On the court, the ball that Toru Oikawa was practicing flew out, and Kageyama Tobio picked it up and handed it to him: "Oikawa-senpai, your ball."

Oikawa Tobio frowned childishly and shouted loudly: "It's okay, there are so many balls here, you don't have to pick them up specially!" As he spoke, he turned around and took out a new ball from the basket, leaving Kageyama Tobio alone behind.

As soon as Iwaizumi noticed the commotion here, he frowned and strode over. He patted Kageyama Tobio on the shoulder and said: "Thank you Kageyama, you go practice."

After Iwaizumi sent Kageyama Tobio away like a spring breeze, he turned around, put on a black face and gave Toru Oikawa an iron fist.

Oikawa Toru said nothing with a freshly baked bag on his head. He just held the new ball and dribbled it silently.

Haruka Ishikawa shook his head helplessly. Her brother really had a completely evasive attitude! However, she knew that Toru didn't hate Kageyama but was afraid and nervous.

The sky outside the window was getting darker. Haruka Ishikawa clapped his hands: "Tetsu, Iwaizumi-san should go."

Kageyama Tobio shook his head when he heard the familiar voice. The ball flew high and finally landed accurately in his arms.

He turned around with the ball in his arms. It was senior sister Oikawa. He bowed to Haruka Ishikawa politely.

Haruka Ishikawa smiled and nodded in return. He was a polite and good child.

When Toru Ishikawa saw the two people greeting each other, he felt more and more unhappy.

He walked quickly towards Haruka Ishikawa, grabbed her schoolbag and said sullenly: "Do you know each other?" Haruka

Ishikawa briefly told him the whole story. When Toru Ishikawa heard that it was Kageyama Tobio who was lost, his face suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny.

Before the three of them walked out of the venue, he laughed out loud.

The members who stayed behind to practice were all puzzled. Kageyama Tobio, who stayed behind, stared at the backs of the three people in confusion.

His deep blue eyes showed some ripples. It turned out that Senior Oikawa could also laugh so happily. He had only seen his superficial smile and evasive eyes.

Days passed by, and with the end of the semester, the volleyball junior high school county competition was about to begin.

Oikawa Haruka sat on the sofa and drank black tea. As in previous years, he casually asked, "Your preliminary competition is this Saturday, right? Save a good seat for me."

Every year, Oikawa Haruka would go to watch the game between Oikawa Toru and Iwaizumi Ichi. Usually, they would let the first-year students give her a seat with a good view, so every year she watched the game in the first three rows.

Ikawa Toru was sitting downstairs, leaning against the sofa. Hearing this, he put down the teacup in his hand and said in a calm voice: "You can go to the next game. You don't have to go to every preliminary round. Anyway, we won't lose in the preliminary round."

Ikawa Haruka looked at him unexpectedly. In the past, Ikawa Toru would have ordered her to go to his game long ago without her taking the initiative.

A figure flashed in Ikawa Haruka's eyes. The next second, she put the slightly hot black tea close to Ikawa Toru's handsome face: "This is our Toru's preliminary round, how can I not go. Could it be... you don't..."

Ikawa Toru felt the warm touch on his face, reached out and grabbed the teacup, gulped it down and shouted: "You're so long-winded! Don't say it! How can you guess everything! Yes! I won't play in the preliminary round!"

Ikawa Haruka took back the empty cup that was drunk up, and his face was tense with helplessness. Really, she is so old, and this is her cup, why is it unhygienic!

She puffed out her soft cheeks: "Tetsu! Use your own cup next time and wash it for me!"

Iikawa Toru stood up and cleaned his ears as usual. When he walked to the kitchen, there were still red marks on his fair face from the hot tea.

"Kitagawa is number one! Kitagawa is number one! Must win! Must win!"

Iikawa Haruka was sitting in the second row and waved to Iikawa Toru who was not on the bench.

Iikawa Haruka was smiling brightly, while Iikawa Toru was staring at him from below, with dark air coming out of his back and pouting his lips as if he didn't see Iikawa Haruka waving.

Iikawa Haruka shrugged, his lips moving up and down: "Ou~ni~chan~"

Seeing this, Iikawa Toru raised his hands in surrender. Okay, let her go this time.

Iikawa Haruka turned his head away and pursed his lips to smile. She knew that he would definitely fall for it.

"Kgym!"

A loud roar on the court caught her attention. She followed the sound and found the figure who was always chasing the volleyball. It was him, and he was the first player in the preliminary round.

As early as when Oikawa Toru was weird and evasive, trying to stop her from watching the game, she thought of this first-year boy named Kageyama.

After all, logically speaking, as long as Oikawa Toru was on the court, he wanted her to watch every game, so how could he say that he didn't want her to go.

After Kageyama Tobio appeared, her vision was completely occupied by the figure chasing the sun.

When the volleyball flew high and fell, Kageyama Tobio's blue eyes completely overlapped with the small ball. The man chasing the sun finally held the sun that belonged to him.

Oikawa Haruka raised her mobile phone and clicked - she subconsciously captured the moment when Kageyama Tobio dribbled the ball.

On the mobile phone, the moment when Kageyama's palm collided with the ball, his pupils seemed to be burning, and the fire inside was his love for volleyball.

Although there are some mistakes, these insignificant mistakes cannot conceal the brilliance around him.

No matter what the flying ball or the missed ball is, it seems that he cannot be frustrated. On the contrary

, he will become more and more courageous. She can see that his eyes are occupied by something called ambition. He is eager to become stronger and greedy and does not want to miss any moment when the volleyball falls!

Iikawa Haruka's eyelashes fluttered like butterflies. Toru really met an incredible opponent this time. He must move forward bravely, otherwise this junior will surpass him without looking back!

Kitagawa Daiichi has a monster newcomer like Kageyama on the court this time, plus Iikawa Toru's serve, and this game is won cleanly.

After the preliminary round, Kageyama Tobio's name was known to everyone, and students from other schools all knew: Kitagawa Daiichi has a genius.

In comparison, throughout the game, Iikawa Toru, who did not start and exuded a resentful atmosphere, became sharp after getting a few opportunities to serve.

He was grinning fiercely on the court, venting all his anger about being robbed of the starting position by the newcomer on the opposite court.

The sound of the volleyball squeezing the floor and deforming with each powerful jump serve made everyone present feel sick.

The people of Beichuan No.1 were all thankful in their hearts. Fortunately, Ikawa was not like this. It felt like his arm would break if he received this ball!

Ikawa Haruka, upholding the humanitarian spirit of silence, raised his mobile phone and concentrated on taking a picture of Ikawa Toru's fierce face.

After the game, Ikawa Haruka shook his mobile phone mischievously to show the high-definition photos in his mobile phone to the protagonist.

Ikawa Toru grabbed the phone from his sister with his teeth bared: "That's too much, Haruka!"

Iwaizumi Kazuya leaned over to look through the photos with Ikawa Toru. He looked at the photos in the phone and smiled teasingly: "This is the level that I will have nightmares when I see it. Are your fans okay?"

Ikawa Haruka couldn't help laughing. She put her hands behind her back and walked slowly between the two people, but she was sweating profusely the next second.

Toru Ikawa's arm tightly wrapped around Haruka Ikawa's neck, and he said in a dangerous voice: "What's going on? Explain it to me?"

On the phone, Haruka Ikawa subconsciously took a picture of Kageyama Tobio. Haruka Ikawa quickly turned off the phone screen and pretended to be calm: "What do you need to explain? Of course I don't just take pictures of you, I also take pictures of others."

Toru Ikawa was obviously not satisfied with this answer. He pressed on: "Then why did you take pictures of Kageyama and not Koiwa, not Kindaichi, and not someone else!"

Haruka Ikawa was stunned and looked up at Iwaizumi for a moment before turning on the phone: "Of course it was Iwaizumi-san!" As he spoke, his fingers slid back and forth on the screen, which showed pictures of Iwaizumi catching and saving the ball. Toru

Ikawa's suspicious eyes wandered back and forth on her body: "Okay~"

Haruka Ikawa breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, which was considered to be a bluff.

She put the phone back in her pocket and rubbed her fingers on the phone, but why did she take pictures of him and not others?

Oikawa looked at the hazy yellow sunset in the sky, and Kageyama Tobio's eyes, as bright as flames, appeared in his mind.

Oikawa Haruka retracted his gaze, looked sideways at the handsome boy who was carrying her backpack, and said, "Come on, Toru."

Oikawa Toru did not respond, but just grinned and showed his eight white teeth. He will definitely work hard, and he will become stronger and stronger!

After all, he not only has Kageyama behind him, but also the left-handed killer Ushijima in front of him!