A Secondary Attacker Who Doesn't Catch Fish on the Volleyball Court Is Not a Good Setter.

Anti-theft 30%+72 hours [King] Jing Dashan, the winning candidate, a super strong college volleyball team. To be able to join such a volleyball team, the members must be outstanding! (Coach Iwamoto): "Kurihara Yuto, jump up! Attack, attack, you are a secondary attacker, so you don't have to spike the ball?!" Kurihara Yuto: (OVO) (Sakuhaya): "I recommend this no-rinse gel for sterilization and disinfection..." To be able to join such a volleyball team, everyone must be very united! (Iizuna): "Sakuza, are you thinking in your heart that this is a big deal?" "Kurihara... Where's your power jumper? Give me the power jumper!" In short, our Jingdashan Volleyball Club is also a prosperous day today [firm] I am Yuto Kurihara. Maybe many coaches don't understand me (with tears in my eyes), but how can fishing on the volleyball court be called fishing? This is called saving energy, using the least amount of energy to do the most efficient things. This is my way of volleyball! Kurihara Yuto, who had just won the volleyball league championship and the best secondary attacker in the United States, was packed up by his parents and sent back to Japan. He also met a cousin he had never seen before, a... Enthusiastic orange-headed man. Xiangyang: Brother Yuto is so good at holding the ball! One more shot, Yuto-nii. Kurihara Yuto: (Pulls up his tired body) Okay... Xiangyang... Note: At the beginning of the article, Kurihara joined Idayama, Sakuhaya and Motoya were still in the first year, and Iizuna was in the second year. Since Idayama only had three characters, the others were all private creations! ————Accepted in advance———————— Do you want me, the farmer, to play volleyball? One day, the farmer brought his beloved high-grade iridium fishing rod to the secret forest, and suddenly he was surprised to find that there was an extra path in the forest! The ecstatic farmer walked in without hesitation. Suddenly, a white light flashed before his eyes. Grandpa's envelope appeared in the farmer's hand, and the farmer himself came to a strange house. Grandpa: Dear child, when you find this note, you must have been praying in Stardew Valley for a long time... Go, all my secrets are gathered in this place, and join the volleyball club of Inarizaki High School! This is your identification, and I will come back to see you when you join the volleyball club in your fourth year. This is wrong, Grandpa! The farmer's eyes widened. Shall I play volleyball? Real or fake? One day, while eating the fragrant berries brought by the farmer, Yu asked curiously: "Why haven't I eaten this fruit before? Where did you buy it, Haruya?" Farmer Makari Haruya smiled slightly: "I grew it myself." Alan's eating mouth suddenly stopped: "You mean, you will go back to farming after training?" Makari Haruya: "Yes, after all, I am the only one at home." Farmers bear so much on their broad shoulders. Everyone: No wonder this guy has such good physical strength! Wait a minute, he must be very poor, and suddenly he feels affection... The fruit in his mouth no longer tastes good. Until Makari Haru also invited them to the countryside, everyone in Inarizaki fell silent looking at the vast land and various buildings in front of them. Give us back our touch and love! ! When they met for the first time, Yu was offered Star Fruit Tea. Yu, who was still insisting that he would not teach novices, suddenly took the tea. Yu: Oh, thank you. This looks delicious. Yuu, who had just finished speaking, suddenly paused, Huh? Did you just take it over yourself? Forget it, it looks really delicious, let's take a sip. While taking the cup of tea: This smells delicious! Is there more? Others: Aren't you two? The farmer who chatted with Kitai Shinsuke about his farming experience received a satisfied smile from Team Kitai. After playing a day's game, the farmer was satisfied to see that his physical strength had only dropped by half. He happily went home to harvest crops at 1:55, and closed his eyes peacefully in bed. Intention: Always win, always make progress