"Haikyuu: A Twin's Choice"

18- Annihilation

With a cheerful grin, Sora waved his goodbye. "Well, see ya later!" he called as he walked out of the kitchen.

"Oh, sure, Aniki," Shoyo replied, his voice filled with affection, acknowledging Sora's departure with a fond smile.

Shoyo turned to the mouthwatering spread of food on the kitchen counter, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"I've dreamed of this moment all my life," Shoyo said with a grin, unable to contain his enthusiasm.

Without further ado, he eagerly reached for the waffles, bacon, eggs, and a steaming cup of aromatic coffee, ready to savor the delicious breakfast that awaited him. Of course, he would leave some for Natsu.

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Time Skip

Sora and Nicholas arrived at the Aoba Johsai Tennis Court. Sora's face bore a bored expression, his eyes scanning the surroundings disinterestedly, while Nicholas looked around, taking in the unfamiliar environment.

Meanwhile, Ichigo and Hideo remained at Karasuno, since Sora was the one who was requested to play.

Nicholas glanced at the well-maintained court and remarked, "Their tennis court looks better than the ones in Karasuno. Hey, Sora, how come you chose Karasuno?"

Sora shrugged nonchalantly. "It's because Shoyo is there."

"I see," Nicholas replied, accepting the explanation without further question.

In the distance, a middle-aged man in a mint-colored tracksuit approached them, his presence unexpected.

"Welcome, I'm Masuda Kotone, the coach of Aoba Johsai Tennis Club," he introduced himself politely.

After exchanging pleasantries, Sora raised one of his brows. "So, where's Kazuki Tanaka?"

"Ah, sorry about that, he was taking a bathroom break," Masuda explained apologetically.

"Sorry, I'm late!" They suddenly heard a masculine voice, the source of the sound emerging as a figure hurried toward them,

They turned to where the voice came from and saw a lean but muscular teenager. He had striking short purple hair and sharp red eyes, a combination that stood out even from a distance. By Sora's standards, he was undeniably handsome.

"You're late, Tanaka," Masuda said, his tone both tender and firm, a blend of understanding and discipline.

"Sorry about that, coach," Tanaka replied sheepishly, scratching the back of his head in a gesture of apology.

Sora observed Tanaka quietly, taking in his appearance without passing judgment. 'So, this is Kazuki Tanaka,' he thought, mentally preparing himself for the match ahead.

Tanaka saw Sora and offered his hand with a warm smile. "I'm Kazuki Tanaka. It's nice to meet you again, Hinata."

Sora raised one of his brows, puzzled by the "again" in Tanaka's statement. He shook hands with him and inquired, "Again?"

Kazuki let go of the handshake and scratched his cheek, a hint of embarrassment in his expression. "Well, we actually faced each other in the Miyagi Inter-Junior High Tennis Tournament five years ago, and I lost horribly against you. Hehe."

"Oh," Sora replied, his tone neutral, not quite sure how to respond to the unexpected revelation. He maintained a composed demeanor, although a flicker of surprise passed through his eyes before he quickly masked it.

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After a brief warm-up and a coin toss, the two players were now on opposite sides of the court, preparing for the match. Kazuki stood ready to serve, the ball in his hand, while Sora positioned himself to receive the serve, his focus entirely on the game ahead.