This Pure Love for Volleyball Chapter 2

Junko stood there like a broken robot, with a horrified expression on her face, and her whole body turned black and white.

"...I'm sorry, I, I, I...didn't mean it." Junko's voice gradually weakened, and she didn't have the courage to look up at the Caleb expression.

So, she missed the flash of pleasure in Caleb's eyes.

I was very angry at first, but this expression is really wonderful.

While thinking about it, Momo stood up from his seat. Unsurprisingly, he saw his frightened classmate trembling: "I'm going to change clothes. You can tell the teacher later."

"Okay, okay. Don't worry."

The voice was also trembling.

When Minami changed his clothes from the locker room of the gymnasium and returned to the classroom, he happened to meet Jason who was having a physical education class outdoors.

Jason looked a little surprised: "Mill? Why are you wearing this? What happened to your school uniform?"

"Well, my school uniform got wet, so I changed into sports clothes."

Jason felt something was wrong: "You got wet? Shouldn't you be angry? What's going on with your vague happiness?" Jason's expression turned gossipy, "Is it... a girl?"

Caleb thought that when he passed Junko just now, the other person lowered his head, and his slightly trembling eyelashes and the tail of his eyes formed a beautiful arc. His whole body exuded an aura of depression and fear.

He always thought that the other party had a bright appearance. After all, just looking at her, he felt that this person was beautiful and aggressive.

However, when she calmed down, he suddenly realized that in terms of appearance alone, she actually looked more like a glass doll.

Fragile, easily destroyed beauty.

Very cool, my roommate.

"Caleb? Your expression is very interesting, you could be...?" Jason was a little excited. Caleb this guy, he thought he was not interested in anything except games.

Caleb looked at Jason expressionlessly: "Please put away your weird expression, it's nothing like that. I just met an interesting person. I'm going back first."

A third of the way through the class, a Caleb figure appeared at the door.

Junko felt as if she had been pricked by a needle. After one glance, she quickly looked away and stared down at the textbook.

Pulling the chair open and sitting down, the boy's presence has never been so strong.

Junko was restless and kept glancing at the Caleb machine with her peripheral vision.

Still looking so peaceful.

I really want to say something, but I don’t know what to say.

Sure enough, for Lone Claw classmate, a person with my personality is too noisy and over the top. Junko was a little frustrated and at a loss.

When get out of class ended, Junko silently moved away from her seat. Although she was talking to Mia, her attention was entirely on Caleb.

"Junko, I have been watching Lone Claw-kun. Are you minding what happened just now?"

"Hmm... I always feel that my existence is a bother to Mr. Lone Claw."

Mia opened her eyes wide: "Huh? How could it be possible? Mr. Lone Claw didn't say anything just now, but he does seem to be someone who likes a quiet environment."

An arrow pierced the chest.

"If you really mind, just apologize properly. I don't think Lord Lone Claw is a stingy person, although he is really cold."
 
Another arrow pierced his heart.

"Okay...okay."

But the final icebreaker is Caleb.

Junko looked at the paper pushed to her desk, which read:

---Just call me by my name from now on.

Sure enough... no one can refuse a beautiful girl, hahahahaha, hahahahaha!

Classmate Caleb is such a nice and generous person!

Caleb blinked, wow, his whole body became brighter.

If anything, the friendly message sent by Caleb made Junko feel happy.

Then choosing a club is definitely not that happy.

When Junko got home, she took out her mobile phone. She had an urgent urge to contact Iwaizumi and Nolan Oikawa.

Juezan Setter: So I tell you not to be complacent.

Excellent Setter: The woman who cruelly left Xiaoyan and me behind.

Iwaizumi: Don’t say weird things

Iwaizumi: How are you adjusting to the new school?

Excellent setter: It doesn’t look good at first glance, but it’s not a big problem. Anyway, the ending is predictable.

The Amazing Setter: A magical human relationship that never fails to amaze you no matter how many times you watch it.

Iwaizumi: But if Junko goes to Tokyo, will she still play volleyball?

Excellent setter:...

Junko didn't know how to reply after typing words into the input box over and over again. I obviously wanted to find them before, and I also knew that they would probably ask about the club, and I could even predict their words.

But why, still so hesitant.

Can people not see clearly their own hearts?

In the middle of a training break in Aoba Castle, Nolan Oikawa responded instead of Koizumi Junko.

"Xiaoyan, she can't play volleyball anymore."

Iwaizumi paused as he held the water: "Huh? Isn't that a pity? He is obviously very talented."

"Haha, she was tricked by us into playing volleyball. If she leaves us and no one forces her, that guy will definitely quit." Nolan Oikawa turned the volleyball in his hand and looked at the net.

On the other side of the net was the figure of Wakali Ushijima, the opponent he had to defeat no matter what.

But for Avery, a guy who loves to look pretty and puts on a show, that side of the net is probably a failure that he never wants to touch.

The ball continued to rise along with the force exerted by his hands. Nolan Oikawa Tooru looked at the ball in the air intently, using his feet hard, just like a blue bird stretching its body, leaping up and dunking the ball hard--- " boom---"

The moment the ball hit the ground, it bounced high again.

"Wow, Junko, you are so awesome!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Damn it, everyone is still trying hard to throw and catch the ball, why do you know such a powerful trick?!"

"Teacher, we must learn too!"

Junko was surrounded by noisy voices. Standing in the center of the crowd, Junko was enjoying the adulation of everyone and could not hold back the corners of her mouth that curved upward.

She nodded and cleared her throat: "Ahem, that's great! Of course, I learned how to serve from Nolan Oikawa Tetsu!"

"Eh? Nolan Oikawa Tooru? Who is this? A famous volleyball player?"

"Are you a national athlete?"

"Is he from Tokyo? Junior high school? High school. Is he introduced in the magazine?"

Junko's eyes were bright, with a smile that couldn't hide her show off, and she said firmly:

"He's the best setter!"

"I will definitely become the best professional athlete in the future and go to a bigger stage!"

"He is Aoba Jonishi's starter. You will definitely see him in the national competition in the future!"

"And such a powerful person is my friend~"

Unlike her, even though she always competes with Nolan Oikawa in terms of grades, popularity, etc., and refuses to accept anyone, only in the matter of volleyball, Junko always believes that Nolan Oikawa will succeed.

The physical education teacher looked at the chirping little bunnies and thought they were noisy.

"What are you doing? Practice hard for me!"

Junko, who was showing off her skills in various ways, finally felt a little tired and went to rest under the shade of a tree.

Coincidentally, the grind is here too.

Junko blinked, as if she had never seen Caleb except at the beginning.

But judging from his appearance, he probably doesn't like sports.

Rarely, Junko just sat quietly, watching other classmates throwing volleyballs to each other like chickens pecking at rice.

"You heard it just now, some people don't seem to agree with what you said."

"Huh?" Junko turned her head and looked at Momo curiously, "Was Momo looking at me just now?"

It's hard not to notice it, so high-profile.

Seemingly reading the abrasive expression, Junko laughed loudly: "Sure enough, I am very eye-catching! As for those words."

It is different from the usual arrogance and dazzlingness, and it is also different from the false weakness that is occasionally revealed. It is a kind of peace mixed with unwillingness and expectation, and finally returns to a certain answer.

"What I said is true. Why do I have to prove it to myself? Only when you tell lies will you desperately want others to agree with you."

It's always surprising, Junko-san.

Momo felt that his deskmate was really interesting, so it was the first time he looked directly into Junko's eyes for such a long time. When the other person's confusion was about to overwhelm him, he said with an almost nonchalant smile. :

"Junko, actually, I'm also a setter."

"Oh?" Jason noticed something was wrong as soon as he saw Mizuno walking into the gym, "You're in a good mood today, Mizuno."

"Yes, I encountered something interesting." Recalling Junko's colorful expression, Momo nodded affirmatively, "It's very interesting."

"What is it? Can you tell me about it?" Jason's curiosity arose.

The Caleb voice was as dull as ever: "I was told to my face that the setters from other schools are the best setters."
 
"? This is a provocation, who is it?" Jason smiled evilly, with black flames burning in the background, "I'll go find him and have a good chat."

"No need." Mian Mo walked towards the locker room, "The other party has no ill intentions."

...

In the stadium, Momo helped the seniors pick up the ball while also observing everyone.

Whether the technology is good or bad, whether you love it or not, seems to be an unspoken dividing line that divides a group of people.

Caleb couldn't help but think of Junko.

Although the outdoor courts have no nets and no clear zone boundaries. But that ball was not an easy ball to catch and could easily be mistaken for an out-of-bounds serve. The requirements for strength and ball control are very high.

The figures of the other people seemed to become blurred, and the only clear color in the field of vision was the girl jumping high.

The flow of time seems to slow down, the noisy sounds tend to disappear, and the world stands still at this moment.

Until the volleyball hit the ground, smashing the still picture into pieces.

As a result, people became active again, gathered around the girl, and chattered to express their admiration.

Caleb clearly saw Junko's expression when she served.

It was something he had seen countless times, on Jason's face and on the faces of his opponents in those games, an expression of concentration, excitement, and full of ambition.

It is obviously not a very perfect technology, but it can still cause people a great sense of oppression.

But such a person said to him:

"Women's volleyball team? No, I won't go."

"Because I don't like playing volleyball. I just played with my friends before."

Momo thinks he can understand, because he also plays volleyball because of Xiaohei, and he neither likes nor hates volleyball.

But Junko, it's not the same at all.