This Volleyball Novel Was Supposed to Have Money Powers, So Why Am I Always Getting Dragged Into the Grind?

Oikawa practiced day and night, forgetting to eat or sleep, and moved the gods. One day, he woke from a dream to see a boy sitting on a glowing white cloud, who promised him, “Young man, is there a wish you'd like to come true?” “I wish every genius in the world would drop dead overnight.” The god on the cloud nearly fell off. “You can't be that greedy...” “Then I want to win the national championship.” The god clenched his fists, ready to turn around and run. He wanted nothing to do with this job. * Matsuno Natsuki had been frail and sickly since birth. Just as his life was nearing its end, he suddenly received a trial from the gods. If he fulfilled the target person's wish, he could live on and reach the pinnacle of life. Fine. All he had to do was win the national championship, right? As the young master of the Matsuno conglomerate, he brushed off his sleeves and declared that it would be no problem. If he threw the best resources at the team, surely they could win a high school volleyball league championship. After Oikawa lost to Shiratorizawa yet again, Matsuno Natsuki pushed open the doors to the volleyball club. With a snap of his fingers, a throne, flower petals, attendants, tea, and snacks appeared. Natsuki held his forehead with a flamboyant air, putting on an outrageous act. “Don't worry. Your savior has arrived. With me here, you'll be the stars of volleyball tomorrow. The days of glory are just around the corner.” Natsuki, swaggering: “Don't want to do it? No problem. Then pay up. The equipment you broke cost fifty million yen, but I'll give you a student discount: forty million. Time to pay up, kids.” From that day onward, Aoba Johsai was subjected to a hellish Spartan training regimen. Meanwhile, Natsuki sat to the side, drinking tea and eating snacks. “Commoners, thank your god for bringing you a national team coach.” “A practice match? What's the point of playing a high school club team? I brought in the U19 squad. If you're going to train, you need to practice against the best!” “Is it hard? Does it hurt? Want to go to Hawaii? Then get up. Your dazzling trip is waiting for you!” The Aoba Johsai boys thought Natsuki was a little weird in the head, but seemed like a good guy. When the team was nearly worked to death, they cried, “We really can't do this anymore!” Oikawa looked at the new manager, who had promised to invest in the volleyball club, and waved the bill in his hand. “If you don't win the championship, you'll have to pay all of this back~” The Aoba Johsai boys: Nooo! The championship! We'll win the championship! Before the final showdown, Oikawa asked, “Why did you arrange all this?” “What, have you fallen for me? Having someone like me invest in you is a poor man's good fortune~” Matsuno Natsuki gripped Oikawa's shoulders. “So you absolutely, absolutely, absolutely have to bring me back a championship!” Or I won't be able to stay alive! TIPS: 1. Oikawa is the CP. Dual perspectives. 2. A youthful romantic comedy. The plot is very unserious. While outlining, I added a few ideas I thought would be fun, and made some slight adjustments to the blurb. 3. Natsuki is frail and sickly on paper, but in reality he's an utterly ordinary high schooler who goes straight home. He doesn't play or take the court. *He has poor social skills early on. 4. At heart, this is a work by someone who couldn't find a CP they liked, so they made one up to ship. Please don't rub it in if you ship other pairings or have a dream pairing. Please check out my upcoming works: "The King's Avatar: Do Veterans of Ten Years Still Have to Sell Their CP?" During an interview at the national team's World Invitational Tournament, a Zurich reporter asked Zhang Jiale what he thought of Ye Xiu. Zhang Jiale had a whole string of sarcastic remarks ready, but when he opened his mouth, the words slipped away. He stammered, “This gay is an idoit...” The day after the interview, Ye Xiu came over with an edited video and nudged him. “Hey, Jiale, I didn't know you'd been secretly in love with me for all these years.” Zhang Jiale watched it and realized that his terrible English had been taken seriously, while his awkward stammering had been interpreted as bashful shyness. The worst part was that Old Feng messaged him from China: “Hey, why don't you take this chance to play it up together and get some overseas fans?” Zhang Jiale: “Has Old Feng lost his mind?” The problem was, it was heartbreaking to fake a CP when you were nearing thirty, and even if he wanted to cooperate with Old Feng, he didn't have it in him. Fortunately, the CP fans could ship them anyway. Standing in the same frame was a fanservice moment; making eye contact was a secret rendezvous. Add a couple of planted stories from the PR team, and the foreign girls were shipping them like crazy, while the Chinese forums erupted in laughter. Glory > Gossip Board #Old Feng has finally lost it and is forcing two thirty-year-old men to fake a CP? [Hot] 1L: What does this mean, an interview at the World Invitational Tournament, where Zhang Jiale describes Ye Xiu as “gay”? 18L: The overseas fans are losing their minds, and so am I. Jiale's terrible English and forgotten lines in the interview got mistaken for shyness and a secret crush. They're counting ten years of interactions as proof of their sweet relationship. These past couple of days, there have also been stories about Ye and Jiale going to and from work together several times, shopping at convenience stores, going out to eat, and even hitting the gym together? How could those two possibly do so much together? Old Feng, your fanservice is so blatant. Anyway, Ye-Jiale has now become the fastest-growing ship overseas. At this point, it's art. 62L: Ye has connections at home, okay? Why would he have to bow to Old Feng's threats to play it up? I think it's real. Ye-Jiale forever. 99L: Ye-Jiale fans, stop dreaming. Ye's one true partner is Glory. Who's going to complain about more traffic? Playing up their bromance does no harm. Just wait, they'll drop the ship the moment they return to China. After the World Invitational Tournament ended, the national team disbanded on the spot and everyone went home. Naturally, the CP slowly faded from the spotlight, too. But when the eleventh season began and Glory launched its new anniversary event, a long-buried thread resurfaced. 145L: You were right, but it's gotten even more convincing. After secretly reading Ye Xiu's diary for years, it's hard not to say those two are for real. 149L: ? * One day, Zhang Jiale was bored and dug up an obscure old thread documenting all sorts of little details from Glory's launch onward. As he read, he remembered many things he'd long since forgotten. He read and saved the posts, occasionally jotting down a few reflections when something stirred a memory. Then Glory's new anniversary event looked back on thirteen years of changes and featured a bunch of obscure trivia questions. The thread was dug up again, too. And with it came the trending topic “Ye-Jiale is real.” Zhang Jiale: Again? He clicked on it and saw that his reflections had been posted alongside the thread. The original poster had already been identified by the Alliance: Ye Xiu. In the chat window, his avatar, brimming with sarcasm, flickered. Ye Xiu sent him a ticket to an away game. “Hey, Jiale, still secretly in love with me now that you're back in China? Reading my diary is no fun. Why not come see me in H City?” #Blurb is tentative, but this is roughly the idea. Ye-Jiale only. "Haikyuu!! / BokuAka: Call My Name When You Attack" While Bokuto and Kuroo were having a drink at an izakaya, Bokuto suddenly said, “Do you remember how setters call out the spiker's name when they set the ball? At yesterday's game, I saw Akaashi in the stands, and suddenly I felt a little regretful.” “I'll never hear Akaashi call my name again.” Kuroo smiled. “What, regretting it now? It's not like Akaashi can go pro anymore.” “Yeah. He can't.” Regret is like a drink shared by grown-ups. Once you've had a few, you should be able to forget it. But when Bokuto woke up after getting drunk, he found Akaashi, newly joined to the team. He heard himself ask, “What position do you play?” After a brief moment of confusion, Akaashi, in high school, looked at him with that familiar, passionate gaze. “Setter.” Their high school life began. They trained harder, played matches, advanced to nationals, and won the championship in the end... At last, Akaashi gave Bokuto a proper graduation send-off once more, and his own life returned to that same crossroads. He remembered going to watch a professional game with Tenma-senpai, when the words had slipped out of his mouth: “Senpai, when an ace calls for the ball, they call the setter's name.” “Yeah. It really fires you up when an ace calls for the ball, doesn't it?” “But...” Akaashi watched Bokuto raise his hand high. “Now, when he calls for the ball, the name he calls will never be mine again.” This time, he wanted to try and catch up with him. #BokuAka only, both reborn. Consider it my graduation project for the pairing. I'll write it when the Mujinazaka-Fukurodani match gets animated. #Might not be a long story. There's a good chance it'll focus purely on romance, without considering realistic power levels or career prospects. It's a personal indulgence, just to give my ship a happy ending. Theme: Help one another, and live in unity and friendship