Even Artificial Intelligence Has to Play Volleyball

When he was fifteen, Oikawa Tooru swore through his tears that he would defeat Shiratorizawa and his utterly unlikable underclassman. With tears mixing with his vow, he refused Shiratorizawa and enrolled at Aoba Johsai. His pride drove him to throw his youth into the sea, even if only to make a splash. He wished he could spend all three years of high school devoted to his vow, becoming a volleyball-playing robot. Then a strange delivery really did bring him a robot. The year 2300. A versatile companion robot from the future [Please enter your startup password.] “Huh?” [“Huh?” has been entered.] What the heck is this thing??? [The password “Huh?” has been confirmed. Starting up.] [Your occupation has been identified as volleyball player. Would you like to set the robot to volleyball companion mode?] Fifteen-year-old Oikawa Tooru looked at the black box in front of him, thinking it had to be someone’s prank, but in the end he chose yes. [Please customize your face.] Oikawa Tooru was baffled, but happily finished customizing the face. Of course, he made his ideal type A beautiful, cool, mixed-race girl with blond hair and red eyes! [Customization complete] Oikawa Tooru watched as the black box before him turned into a beautiful bo, boy? What was going on? Wasn’t it supposed to be a beautiful girl? The cool, mixed-race boy with blond hair and red eyes tilted his head and said, “Are you some kind of idiot? How is a girl supposed to play volleyball with you?” Oikawa Tooru: I don’t remember setting you to be so sharp-tongued. Oikawa Hayate: That’s because I’m cool. Theme: Give your youth your all, and you’ll bloom