AKA Sakukita [Volleyball Boy]

MSBY starting player Sakuhaya Seomi Wandering in the countryside and loving life, your North team The two people who had never met each other after graduating from high school woke up and exchanged souls. The two people who adapted well had a friendly exchange: Sakuza Seomi: Hello, please wear a mask and come to see me with my body. Kitano Shinsuke: Do you have anything to do today? I'm going to make a delivery for Rice Ball Palace. At that time, Saku had just joined MSBY and had not had time to introduce himself to all the members. Unexpectedly, in just five days of exchange, after returning home, all members looked at each other as if they were looking at a high god. Especially a certain annoying golden fox. Sakuhaya, who was huddled in the corner wearing a mask: ... Don't do this, I can't afford it —— Spring is a good time for sowing, and Saku, who has become accustomed to having Bei by his side, went home with him early. The lover in the sun held up a shovel and invited: "Want to come and try, my dear minister?" Sakuza, who resisted touching the soil, remained silent. He couldn't bear to see his body standing in the mud, let alone the soil in his hands. "It doesn't matter. I'll be fine by myself. There's a pergola over there. You can go and rest." But when that person used his usual flat tone to excuse him, his hair suddenly exploded and he was willing to bend down and surrender. It's just... After being able to feel the moisture of the soil through the double layer of gloves, Sakuza's expression became stiff: "Can you lend me the bathroom? Thank you and goodbye." Kit Shinsuke, who only had time to reach out and pointed to the bathroom: Are you in a hurry? —— In the spring of high school that year, I met a player with a similar background. Later, I met him again. That is the wish of the gods. Tips before reading: 1.1V1 This is the only pair. Sakuza was so excited back then that he didn't know it. The main emotional flow and daily plot accounted for the most part. 2. There are many OOC private facilities, and we accept corrections if there are any flaws. 3. The article is not long. I wrote it because I wanted to read it. If you don't ask, please go out and turn left. Above. Teacher Furudate, I'm sorry! Intention: The gods have seen it.