"Do you want this golden volleyball, or this silver volleyball?"
"Or... have you fallen for me, the volleyball-loving me?"
Kuroo Tetsuro backed away two steps with a bitter smile. "If you gave up these cheesy pickup lines... I think I'd love you more."
"Wrong answer!" Matsubayashi Asahi pressed closer, displeased. "You should say..."
"You've made a mistake. What kind of mistake?"
"Loving me so much you've lost your composure."
Can someone please save him? Kuroo shut his eyes in despair.
Every team has a "brain," and the brain of Nekoma's girls' team is Matsubayashi Asahi.
Unfortunately, on the court, this brain's game sense rivals Einstein's. Off the court, she's a joyful little idiot.
"Someone like her absolutely can't be captain."
"No, she can't be vice-captain either."
"Let's make her our mascot!"
"Wouldn't that hurt our image?"
"Since when did we have something as high-class as an 'image'?"
"Oh, right!"
Can someone please save us? Her teammates wept, tormented beyond endurance.
Theme: Youth is made for striving!
