Kageyama Seems to Be Serious

[Complete: Kenma Wants to Get Back Together with Me] [Coming Soon: The Feisty NPC: The Overbearing Pudding-Head Falls in Love with Me] ▎Blurb (4 yuan for the full novel) Beichuan No. 1 High School's volleyball club has a setter who loves volleyball more than anything and vanishes the moment class lets out. He's so crazy about volleyball that, despite his handsome face, he's completely hopeless when it comes to romance. After all that, what I really want to say is: he confessed to me. After class that day, he called me outside. I thought it was something a teacher had asked him to tell me, but after saying, "I like you," he walked away with his volleyball. I was left standing alone in the hallway, my head full of unanswered questions. Wait, hadn't I gotten a chance to reply? Was that really a confession? Kageyama probably lost a bet, so I decided to treat his confession as a joke. But some strange things started happening. A carton of banana milk I'd mentioned to a friend the day before appeared on my desk in the morning. At lunch, when I went up to the roof to eat, I found a seat someone had saved for me. The delinquents who always harassed me after school disappeared. I got invited to watch volleyball matches on my days off. And somehow, all these volleyball people started showing up around me... As I tried to make sense of it all, I gradually zeroed in on the culprit, then suddenly remembered that confession. Come to think of it, Kageyama might have been serious...? Oh no. Now that I'd realized that, I was actually starting to feel uneasy. Kageyama, isn't volleyball the only thing in your heart?! [Kageyama's embarrassing past +1] kgym: Morning. Nekota: Hey, Volleyball Guy. Hinata: What's Volleyball Guy? Nekota: Oh, that's what this guy was called when he confessed to me... (gets muffled) Coming Soon: The Feisty NPC: The Overbearing Pudding-Head Falls in Love with Me ▎Blurb (title idea courtesy of a friend) Juri is the protagonist of a farming game, and she loves this sort of life. The only thing she hates is the player. When the player isn't logged in, she can chat with the villagers, soak her feet in the stream, and lounge in her house to beat the heat... But as soon as the player logs in, even the middle of the night is instantly changed to daytime. Juri is pulled out of bed, dragged over to the fields, and changed into farming clothes. Come on! This is an idle game! You can't harvest crops just by chatting with the seedlings! The next time the player forcibly changed her out of her pajamas, Juri put up with it. The game was incredibly boring, after all, and Juri was the only thing to do. Countless players had quit out of boredom, so she just had to endure it for a few days. The player plucked her succulents and gave them to villagers she wasn't even close to. She put up with it. The crops she'd worked so hard to grow were exchanged for gifts for other people. She put up with it. The chicks fresh out of the incubator were turned into crispy fried chicken with a single click and fed to someone. She put up with it. Juri, awake in the middle of the night: Is something wrong with him or what?? If you're going to farm, then farm. Why give gifts every day? She endured it for several days. The player didn't quit, and that darn pudding-head even started streaming. Now, in addition to farming every day, Juri had to listen to him explain to his viewers what gifts each crop could be exchanged for, and which of her nemeses those gifts could win over... After being shaken awake for the nth time, forced out of her pajamas, and sent to work in the fields, Juri finally couldn't take it anymore as she listened to the player ramble on. She tossed aside the watering can and demanded: "Can you let me get a good night's sleep?" * After NPC Juri escaped from the game, the pudding-head received a reply from the game company: [Thank you for promoting our game. Our technical department checked your user data and found no problems. Juri's escape may have other causes. We will assign a specialist to handle this matter. Could you arrange a time to hand Juri over to us?] Hand her over? Juri? The pudding-head fell silent. Juri, sitting on the bed, suddenly sat up straight. "Kenma! I want ice cream." As if she'd already predicted he'd refuse with excuses like, "I don't have enough allowance," "You can't eat ice cream in winter," or "If you eat ice cream, they'll take you away for research," Juri was already sulking. He turned his head and saw his player staring at her. That look in her eyes... This was clearly his Juri. There was no need to hand her over to anyone. The pudding-head composed his expression and quietly deleted the email. "Come on. I'll take you to get ice cream." Theme: Love and peace.