[Volleyball Boy] a Volleyball Idiot Can't Get a Wife!

"I will promise you if you bring me food one more time." The triumphant look of the blond fox stung my eyes, and again... Being "played" again, I pressed "give up strategy" without hesitation. I can't remember how many times it was. "Oikawa-sama, you know how charming he is, but rabbits don't eat grass from their nests..." "Sorry, although you really like to be clean, I feel like it's more appropriate for us to be friends." "What?! You like men... Wuwuwu!" Then someone covered his mouth and pulled him away. "I don't think I'm in love with you." Geng Zhizhi made it impossible to tell the shortcomings. … There are many, many confessions that have not been responded to positively. (This is my first time writing about volleyball. OOC is serious. Run! The protagonist didn't play volleyball in the early stage and became a manager, but later became the king of the volleyball court. I couldn't bear to see my treasure being wronged. ) Intention: Can the volleyball brain consider his own wife?