𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

26: 突破口

josé rolled his eyes and shook his head as he sighed. "your head is always in the clouds huh?"

sora shrugged his shoulders, he scrolled through his phone as he sipped his coconut. "what can i say, josé, i'm still trying to get in the vibes." sora smirked when he stopped his scroll.

;

"what are ya doin', samu?" atsumu walked to his twin who is still in the changing room while everyone is already in the gym doing warm up.

"oh, now ya care for everyone, captain?" osamu said to atsumu with a mocking tone.

"yer--" atsumu was ready to chomp his twin's head when suddenly osamu brought his phone to atsumu's face.

"what are ya--" atsumu squinted his eyes to look better at the phone. "hah?! sora-san?!!"

"why are ya screaming?" osamu took back his phone to let himself stare again at the screen.

"he is in overseas?! and wait--" atsumu screamed, "ya have his contact?! what the hell samu!"

"i asked him last year and we have been messaging each other for a while," osamu explained with his usual nonchalant expression. osamu opened sora's profile, showing his photo profile that is the photo of him and his current team in brazil.

atsumu gritted his teeth, annoyed by his twin. "how can ya keep this from me?!"

"eh? it's not just me, kita-san, aran, and suna has his contact as well,"

"then why didn't you give his contact to me when i was bawling my eyes out because i forgot to ask?!" atsumu whined.

"you don't ask and i thought you'd ask kageyama for it,"

"holy shit,"

"what?"

"i've just remembered that tobio-kun was in the same team as sora-san!"

"you are really hopeless, aren't you tsumu?"

the current captain of inarizaki screamed in agony. all these tears he shed were useless? atsumu dramatically leaned to the locker.

"ya dramatic pig, let's do warm up." osamu sighed at atsumu dramatic ass. "ya ain't romeo stop starting drama."

a while later, while they are taking a rest, sora's name rises into the conversation between the twins again.

"but by the way, why he is going to brazil?" atsumu asked osamu. "people usually went abroad after two or three years playing in japan."

osamu sighed. "i don't know either, tsumu, why don't you ask him?"

"eh?! but i don't know his number!"

"poor you,"

"ya really won't gave me his number?!"

;

"eh?! sora-san is really living his best life in brazil." tanaka cried out loud when he saw sora's picture on nishinoya's phone.

"for real! he looks even cooler than ever!" nishinoya added while crying too.

the second years and the other third years quickly crowd over tanaka to see the photo, leaving the first years confused. they all widen his eyes when they saw the current sora's appearance.

kageyama is the first to open his mouth. he stepped a few steps back with a red face, "that- that's-- that's sora-san?!" he stuttered, eyes wide and face warm.

"he definitely really into the vibes." karasuno's current captain, ennoshita laughed.

the first years are looking at each other, clearly confused by their upperclassmen. who is this sora-san? why are they so shocked?

"why don't you have any reaction?" tsukishima asked hinata who is unbothered by the commotion and still doing his drill against the wall.

"well, i have met him a month ago so i have seen his new appearance," hinata explained, still spiking the ball to the wall.

"you- you what?"

"hah? don't mumble, kageyama," hinata said. "i said i met him a month ago when he was back in japan."

hinata, much to everyone's shock, is much better than last year, physically and mentally. even kageyama admitted that hinata has grown so much over the course of one year. he can do his drills while talking as he maintain his focus on his task and more quiet and calm than before.

hinata noticed that the team is silent by his statement, he quickly stopped his spiking drills. the human tangerine turned his back to the team and rises both of his eyebrows as he asks, "what? is it that surprising?"

"it is!" tanaka exclaimed. "how can you keep that from us?!" the ace asked. because hinata is well known for-- yeah, he is just loud in general.

"i thought he met you guys too, so i don't tell you anything." hinata grabbed a ball from the floor. "he was with ushijima-san too, so i thought he was visiting everyone!"

;

the evening sky is decorated with a beautiful shade of orange, creating a calm atmosphere. the wind blows softly against the karasuno's weird duo's hair, cooling down their temperature.

the duo is currently sitting outside the gym, seeking some fresh air after hours trapped inside.

kageyama really wanted to ask regarding was sorashi searching for him or not, but all he can muster up to hinata is, "he didn't say anything?"

"no." hinata curtly replied.

because hinata himself met sorashi accidentally in a convenient store near his house. the short middle blocker was about to buy some ice cream when he almost knocked into a tall man. when he looked up, there he is, udai sorashi in all of his glory standing beside ushijima wakatoshi.

hinata looked up to the orange sky, "he has changed so much." he then sighed, "it's not like it's bad, but it feels like he is more distant than once he was."

kageyama side glanced his teammate. hinata is right. sora feels so distant with them. there is this space that is dividing them. maybe because sorashi is not a highschool student anymore? or maybe because he has changed following his new environment?

"sorashi? he loves surprises, so he would often do crazy shits that scares people then surprised them in the end."

kageyama can almost hear iwaizumi-san's voice over his head. right, sora-san loves surprises. he has pranked oikawa-san and iwaizumi-san too. so, that cold persona might just a façade to surprise them later, but who knows? certainly not kageyama.

"i heard he is currently playing in superliga¹?" hinata asked his fellow teammate, eyes still trained to the sky.

"yes." with that their conversation died.

there are millions of topic that they could discuss with sorashi as the main topic, but still, it's awkward to talk about the senior they used to look up so much.

"wanna watch his match replay?"

"sure, at your house?"

;

next up: jaguar from the east

¹superliga (brz): super league (eng)

a/n: i found out someone translated this book (they have taken it down) without my permission. so, i just wanted to tell that i prohibit any translation or reupload of this book. this book hasn't even been edited yet, duh, at least wait until i have the time to edit this whole mess.

thank you.