Monday, sunny and sunny.
Momosawa Tsukimi lay weakly on the table, her eyes empty. Her whole body exuded an aura of decadence.
"What's going on? Isn't today a charging day?"
"Maybe... it's not charged?"
Mei and Asuka sat in front and talked quietly.
It was time to go out in the morning. Since it was Monday, Lyra Evans steeled herself and curled her hair awkwardly. She thought that she must say hello to Owen Parker on the train today, and it would be best to enter the school together.
However, Akae Kyouji did not take this train.
At 7:43 in the morning, no young man with black hair and green eyes got on the bus.
The charging plan failed, and Momosawa Tsukimi's battery capacity was only 5%.
Relying on this small amount of power, she survived until the last physical education class in the afternoon.
That's right, they didn't meet Akae Kyoji during lunch break either. So in the afternoon, her battery was so low that it was almost negative.
After following her friends to the locker room and changing into gym clothes, Momosawa Tsukimi walked slowly to the playground.
She walked very far behind, but did not reach the end. It was an inconspicuous position, which was very suitable for sneaking.
She almost always did this in previous physical education classes.
But this time...
"Taotao! What happened to your arm?!"
Nakagawa Mei's voice was brighter than most people's. This surprise was heard by the students in class in the playground next door, not to mention the teacher.
So Lyra Evans was surrounded by her classmates.
"Momonosawa, are you being bullied?"
"Momonosawa-san, if this really happens, please don't hide it."
Momosawa Tsukimi's explanation voice was drowned in the endless words of concern.
When she was struggling, a slightly hesitant voice sounded: "This bruise should be from playing volleyball, right?"
This is... Wataru Onaga-san from the volleyball club!
"Yes, it was left behind by throwing the ball. I was not bullied." Momosawa Tsukimi quickly clarified.
The surrounding voices then faded away, and everyone marveled for a while that Momosawa could actually play volleyball, and then went to warm up.
Momosawa Tsukimi breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at O Nagawata and thanked her sincerely: "Thank you."
The tall and lanky boy scratched his head in embarrassment: "It doesn't matter."
He paused slightly, then asked: "Are you interested in volleyball?"
"...Well, a little bit." Momosawa Tsukimi answered vaguely.
"Strange..." O Nagawata murmured to himself. Why did he feel that the voice he heard in the classroom last time was a bit similar to Momosawa-san?
Speaking of this matter, Ojo Wataru had something to say.
Last week, also on Monday, during English class in the morning, he dozed off a little. Amidst the sounds of words being read, he vaguely seemed to hear the name of Akwei-senpai.
At first he thought it might just be a hallucination, but then he felt that it was unusual, even a little abnormal, to have such a hallucination.
So during training the next morning, he told the people in the volleyball department about it.
"Well, I may have been hallucinating from practicing." They had just finished running and gathered together to drink water. Oonagawa hesitated for a while and then spoke, "I seemed to hear Chi Chi in English class yesterday morning. "Senior Wei's name."
The first thing I received was the disgusted expressions from everyone, as if they were looking at a pervert.
"It's a girl's voice!" he quickly added.
However, the expressions of others were even stranger, and even the look in Akaya Kyoji's eyes revealed something indescribable.
"Oilaga, you are so terrible." Konoha Akuki sighed.
"Yeah, yeah, it's really bad." The seniors next to him also echoed.
Only Wyatt Stone blinked his beady eyes and seemed a little confused.
Why is it so bad to hear the name of your own setter?
Manager Bai Fuxue suddenly said: "Maybe it's not an illusion."
"Yeah, maybe it's a school girl who likes Akane?" Kaoru Takuda also reacted.
Then all the cold expressions disappeared, and it was replaced by Akami Kyouji being surrounded and ridiculed.
"What the hell, does any school girl like Akae?" Wyatt Stone also reacted, and his eyes widened in shock.
"No, Bokuto-senpai, maybe I just heard it wrongly." Akami Kyoji's helpless voice gradually faded away in my memory and became blurry.
No, no, right? Oonagawa came back to his senses, looked at the girl's leaving figure, and took several steps back.
It always felt like he had learned some secret that was not easy for others to know.
**
What a coincidence. Today's physical education class involves pairs of two playing volleyball against each other.
Volleyball, volleyball, why is it volleyball again? Has she stabbed the volleyball nest recently?
After practicing volleyball for a week, Momosawa Tsukimi just wanted to run away, but the scene just now made her presence felt in front of everyone.
I don’t know who spread the news, saying that Momosawa-san is very good at volleyball. Of course this was a prank, she was a notorious sports loser.
So of course, she was successfully selected by the teacher as a model for this class.
The teacher first explained the essentials of the movements, then took out a volleyball from the box and threw it to Lyra Evans.
She quickly positioned herself to catch it with her arms. After padding a dozen balls back and forth, her arms really hurt so much that she missed one.
But this result is already very good, after all, she is Lyra Evans who is the least good at sports. The teacher was satisfied with her performance in this class and gave her high marks.
Of course, classes still had to be held. Momozawa Tsukimi excused herself that her arms hurt and it was inconvenient to play again. She wanted to teach her friends to throw the ball. She successfully obtained the teacher's permission and sneaked to the corner behind the playground stands with Mei and Asuka.
She breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to rub her arm, but this kind of bruise was better left alone, but it hurt terribly when touched.
She blew on it a few times with a grimace, trying to relieve the pain.
"Why is it so serious? Does it hurt?" Asuka touched her arm, and there seemed to be phantom pain there.
"It's just internal bleeding, it doesn't hurt much." Momosawa Tsukimi pursed her lips.
She wasn't lying. The bruise was actually not serious. It was just that her skin was white and covered with large areas of blue and blood spots, which looked a bit shocking.
"No, internal bleeding or something, that sounds scary!" Nakagawa Mei sat on the steps and moved her arms a few times in horror, not understanding, "But Taotao, you actually did it for real this time, isn't it the most serious thing?" Hate exercise? "
Momosawa Tsukimi was silent for a long time, so long that both Mei and Asuka felt that she would not answer.
They were already thinking about sneaking away for a walk in the small garden.
"...It's not that annoying." Lyra Evans said suddenly.
"As you all know, my little boy also plays volleyball." She patted the ball again and again, her eyes always looking down. "At first, it was really annoying. We all have difficult personalities. Even if we stay together, we rarely talk. After playing volleyball, they give me even less time. "
"Besides, it's easy to get injured during sports... Do you think my arms are scary? They were much more serious than me at first."
She always felt that volleyball had robbed her of her little boy.
"So I have been reluctant to watch their games, but ---" Momosawa Tsukimi threw the ball high, and the colorful volleyball flew higher and higher, and finally even blocked the sun.
"But when they play volleyball, they shine."
The volleyball fell, and the blocked sunlight pierced her unsuspecting eyes. It hurt a little, but it was very bright.
When she was in the third grade of junior high school, she was pulled by Ethan Hayes to support her, saying that it was her first important match after high school.
That was also the first time Momosawa Tsukimi stood on the viewing platform of a volleyball match.
Everyone is running and fighting for the same goal.
Xiao Hei became very aggressive, standing in front of the net like a high wall. Even Mian Mo, who usually doesn't like to move, is trying hard to chase the volleyball.
This is incredible.
She began to waver. Volleyball, or a goal, a love, is it really that powerful?
Lyra Evans has never chased anything.
This vague awareness of being left behind made her feel uneasy.
But the one who really dealt her a heavy blow was Akami Kyouji.
If she watched Yinju's game, she felt an inexplicable sense of relief and relief.
Then when I saw the Owl Valley Academy next door, that vague feeling turned into a fountain.
Almost everyone on the field was shouting Wyatt Stone's name.
He is indeed a bright source of light. He spikes the ball very well, scores a lot of points, and his whole state is full of vitality.
But strangely enough, the first thing she saw in Lyra Evans's field of vision was Akami Kyouji.
A calm setter.
He almost controlled the entire game, but even such a person would fist bump with his teammates to celebrate when he scored.
It's so strange, that man, he is like a star. Momosawa Tsukimi couldn't help but think.
I really want to know his name.
Momosawa Tsukimi hesitated for a long time before she mustered up the courage to talk to the strange girl next to her who seemed to be from Xiaogu.
"Tell him, his name is Akae Kyoji." The girl was very enthusiastic, "He is the new student in the volleyball club this year."
"It's amazing. He's only in his first year and he's playing in such an important game."
Yes, very powerful. She answered in her mind.
For Lyra Evans, this was almost a sudden change.
During a pause, she met Akami Kyouji's eyes as he drank water.
"His eyes are the smallest lakes in the world."
Lyra Evans had no doubt that there might be some terrifying water monster hiding there.
This was her earth-shattering beginning.
Her heart began to beat violently, and the air was squeezed to a thin state. She felt that her limbs became stiff, and she began to tremble slightly as if she had been electrified.
This is incredible.
Lyra Evans, who had been silent for almost fifteen years, actually gained such huge energy from a stranger.
She didn't understand that she had never had such a moment before, so she could only go home with this inexplicable emotion.
Momosawa Tsukimi read almost all the books and checked many websites.
She later defined this as love.
One day in the third year of junior high school, the wind was beautiful and the sun was beautiful, and Momosawa Yuehai fell in love at first sight with Akami Kyouji.
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