Energy-Saving, but at Fukurodani

[The story is complete. Thank you for supporting the official release.] [My other novels, Kira-kun's Volleyball, How a Cat Type Survives at Inarizaki, and How a Dog Type Survives at Itachiyama, are all complete.] Blurb With hopes for the future and admiration for someone special, Akaashi joined Fukurōdani's volleyball club. A familiar voice called out to him. "Heyheyhey! It's time for the new students to join the club, right?" Following the voice, Akaashi immediately spotted Bokuto's shining eyes and a blond boy on his back, slowly lifting his gaze. "Okay." Akaashi looked at the boy's sky-blue eyes and his handsome face, seemingly framed by roses. Akaashi, staring with dot eyes: Are those two even on the same plane of existence? And what does "okay" mean? Everyone else was drawn over, too. The unprepared first-years: Mom... I just saw a prince from a fairy tale! The second-years, blinded all over again: Damn it, Hoshihara Akira has made himself look handsome again. And another thing! At least say hello when you greet someone! Don't shorten it! Akira, burying his face back in his childhood friend's neck to go back to sleep: Zzz~ After Akaashi nervously and eagerly became a member of the volleyball club, he kept running into Hoshihara Akira, who would fall asleep anywhere, sleep at every opportunity, sleep while eating, and even collapse asleep halfway through practice. Then Akaashi would have to carry him back to the gym. Akaashi, panting with exhaustion: Is he the reincarnation of the God of Sleep? Or one of those koalas that get poisoned from eating eucalyptus leaves? Teammates: No, no. Hoshihara is a secretary bird in energy-saving mode. Opponents: He's a shrike, isn't he? Cute appearance, vicious behavior. Bokuto: He's a bird of prey, just like me!! We're both eagles!!! Akaashi, numb: He's a hybrid of several species, but I think he's a koala. Akira: Zzzzz~ After Akaashi had found Akira for the nth time in some nook or cranny where no one else could find him, his unreliable upperclassmen said, "We'll leave Hoshihara in your care!" Then they dumped the troublesome Bokuto on him, too. Akaashi, with an owl on one side and a koala on the other: ??? Everyone knows that Bokuto is an ace who is especially good at getting into emo mode. When he got blocked during a match, he fell completely into a slump. Akaashi, his heart pounding: ??? Everyone else, completely at ease: Relax, Hoshihara's coming. On the next play, Fukurōdani rotated. The drowsy Hoshihara Akira's eyes suddenly sharpened. A dangerous red gleam flashed in his pale blue eyes. "Hikaru, negativity doesn't belong in my stats. If you don't get it together now," "you can commit seppuku." Those words made the gloomy Bokuto shudder, then perk right up. "I've got my groove back!!!" Amazed, Akaashi: Wow, Hoshihara-san's gotten so fierce! And Bokuto-san, too? The others, completely used to it: They both switched personalities. Gone was his usual laziness. On the court, Hoshihara Akira seemed like an intensely aggressive commander. His whole body radiated unquestionable authority. "No slacking off or giving up on my court. Now, keep up with my pace." "You'll be the strongest." Akira's arrival was like the final gear clicking into place in the war machine called Fukurōdani. His blocks controlled the opposition, and he directed every step to perfection. At that moment, the court was like a fiercely contested battlefield. Under his command, Fukurōdani's first touch was on target, the sets were perfect, and the attacks kept coming. The lightning-fast pace made everyone's heart race. Fukurōdani's players: I feel invincible right now!! The opponents, facing what seemed like a perpetual-motion machine that never made a mistake: ??? Is this even fair? Hoshihara Akira believed that the numbers were what mattered, and that every step in life had a predetermined value. Whether it was exam results or his volleyball performance and plans, his calculations were always flawless. The blond boy leaned against the gym wall, lazily yawning, the corners of his mouth turning up. The high school campaign was already more than halfway through. The stats were perfect. The time had come. He had to write a perfect answer sheet. He wouldn't make a mistake. Then, let the game begin. Let Fukurōdani conquer the nation! Couple: Akaashi Reader's Guide: OOC and lots of original worldbuilding | Single Haikyuu!! setting Mostly daily life and matches | Second-year from the start No unsolicited writing advice | Lots of animal comparisons and descriptions Many match scenes | Some repeated dialogue and actions during matches Matches feature an ensemble cast | Wins and losses alike (important) Growth and progression | Not an invincible power fantasy Onaga will get benched | Not recommended for Onaga fans The third-year Spring High tournament schedule will be changed Theme: Talk less, do more