The Birth of A Volleyball Legend-Chapter 478: Final Set! Shirayuki High Grabs the Initiative!

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"Fuck, come on, Ezaki! Stay aggressive! Kill them all!"

"Hideo, where the fuck have you been gone?! I cannot see your performance in the last set! Don't tell me you want to ride on your kouhai's back, huh?!"

"Oi, Senki, Ueno, don't do anything stupid! Just follow the arrangement, okay?!"

Just like anyone could think of, since the last set was dominated by Shimo High, it was their supporters who dared to raise their voices from the beginning of the set, taking advantage of the momentum earlier. As for Shirayuki High's supporters, even though their number was not that bad, right now, worry took over their feelings, and even raising their voices to support the team was something scary for most of them. This was the team's first quarter-final after two years, so they were afraid that putting more pressure on the players would only affect the team negatively.

Fortunately – or unfortunately, depending on the point of view – the players from both teams were not bothered by the external factor too much. From the first time they entered the court, they had already expected that not many people would come and watch their game, so to be witnessed by about 300 people or so was a massive accomplishment for them. Now, what they wanted to do was to make sure that they would be remembered by the supporters who came today as the winner, grabbing the ticket to challenge Konan High in the next round.

This time, though, Shirayuki High made a huge change to start the set. They pushed their initial position slightly, making Kubota, who before this set was the first server of the team, turn into the second one, and so on. As for the person who, before this, was in the sixth position but now had the privilege to serve first, it was none other than Kuniyoshi, the boy who could replicate Yuki's serve trick perfectly.

Shirayuki High's intention was clear, they wanted to grasp the momentum as quickly as possible since the beginning of the game by using the method that the opponent had never deal with before.

"Ueno-kun, step back a little. Don't move until you see the ball is received. Don't worry about starting the counterattack slowly, but we need to make sure that we can receive the ball first." Ezaki instructed his friend decisively.

"Sure!"

However, Kuniyoshi was more wicked than they initially thought. Seeing that all the Shimo High players were prepared for the 'service into the traffic' trick, he changed his method quickly, sending a difficult ball straight to the edge of the court.

Thud!

"In!" The linesman pointed his hand to the court, indicating that the serve fell inside the court.

"YOSSHAAA!" Even Kuniyoshi, who was always calm and composed, couldn't help but roar, venting his emotion wildly. "First blood! We get the first blood!"

"Oh! Good job, Kuniyoshi-senpai! That wicked aim of yours is really evil!"

"Do it again, Senpai! Let's take a quick lead before things get too heated!"

"Yeah!"

While all the Shirayuki High players were celebrating, on the other side of the court, all the Shimo High players gathered around Wakamatsu, the player who had failed to read the ball perfectly before. The defensive specialist had his face flushed, ashamed that he failed to do his job. "Sorry, everyone, I mistook where the ball would land." He apologized to his teammates quickly.

"Eh, don't worry, Senpai. It is just the first point, not the end of the world>" Senki tried to reassure his senpai.

"Yes, Wakamatsu, don't be too stressed! Just stay relaxed and do your best, okay?" Hideo also took his job seriously by counseling his teammates.

"Senpai, if something like that happens again and you are in a dilemma about whether you should pick up the ball or not, just pick it up. It would be better to play safe rather than make a mistake like this." Ezaki also chimed in, giving his honest assessment to his senpai.

Wakamatsu could only accept the critique and encouragement from his teammates, knowing that they did it for him. In the end, he vowed to himself that something like this would not happen again.

Well, indeed, something like this would not happen again, but that was only because Kuniyoshi changed his target. When he saw Wakamatsu waiting eagerly for the ball, Kuniyoshi felt his mouth twitch a little in exasperation.

'So, he wants to get the ball again, huh?' He mused. 'Sorry, man, but there is no way I can give you exactly what you want!'

Thud!

To Wakamatsu's disappointment, this time, the ball was a bit too short, aimed straight at the area between the front and the back line. However, as all the Shimo High players around there were ready to pick it up, something incredible happened. The ball suddenly hit the net, and instead of bouncing back to Shirayuki High's side, it climbed slowly before falling on the other side of the net.

"SHIT!" Senki and Ueno, the two players who were closest to the ball, tried to react. Unfortunately, even after diving together to get the ball, they were still one step too late, unable to reach it before the ball fell on the floor.

"Yeah!" This time, Kuniyoshi didn't react too much, just clenching his fist tightly to show his excitement. "Second serve in a row! I got my second set in a row!"

"Good job, Senpai! Just kill them all from behind the line!"

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"Yeah! It is so cool to watch the opponent squirm without even doing anything! Keep it up, Senpai!"

At this point, all the Shimo High players stared at Kuniyoshi in a different light. If before, they just regarded the man as a pinch server with a troublesome trick, this time, they didn't hesitate to put him on the same level as Yuki from Tsunemori High.

Unfortunately, they still hadn't realized the horror behind Kuniyoshi's serve yet, as in the next turn, the man did his thing again. This time, he sent the ball straight to Wakamatsu's area again, and right before the defensive specialist could react, his body froze, and even though he managed to break free from this state in less than one second, that was enough time for the ball to fall straight in front of his area.

"FUCK!"

Thud!