Ch 8 First Offical Game

"You serve" Turning to Daniel, they spoke in unison.

"Huh, uh sure whatever"

Picking the ball up with his right hand, he walks slowly to the service line and takes a deep breath. Illusory smoke appeared at his exhalation creating a menacing figure in the hearts of the young elementary students.

"Kyaa"

"So handsome"

"I want his kids"

...okay maybe not so much the girls but the guys seemed pretty intimidated.

Time seemed to stop as they watched this so-called newbie perform another jump serve, his back twisting into an unnatural arc to accumulate power, his right arm pulled back for maximum energy output.

BAM

The sound of a loud smack rang into the ears of the spectators. The ball had been hit with so much power, the opposing team couldn't even move a muscle not because they were in awe of his volleyball prowess but because it was too fast to even follow with their eyes.

THUD

Daniel landed back on the floor, staring into his now slightly red palm. Clenching it, he yells internally

'OMG THAT WAS SO FREAKING COOL'

'MUAHAHAHA '

'BOW BEFORE ME MAGGOTS'

'KEUGH, KEUGH'

'But woah, what was that? The feeling of contact with the ball felt so good. I might get addicted to this feeling. May have to do this a few more times.'

Unknowingly, his little stunt caused severe trauma to his current teammates that was later amplified in the future earning him another name

*THE UNRIVALED SPEAR*

Following that game, their upcoming opponents were filled with despair at the utter defeat they experienced from Daniel's hands. Even watching their teammates lose made them close their eyes from second hand embarrassment. The cause of their pain isn't even relenting and has been ending games with just his serves earning the ire of his temporary teammates.

"Bro what do we do now?"

"I don't know, how about rock paper scissors?"

"Right, let's do it."

The coach seeing their antics decides to switch out Daniel instead as his skill level has somehow surpassed his peers.

Leaving a dazed Daniel who couldn't fathom the reason he was taken out until he heard the whispers of the crowd around him. Finally realizing the effects of his actions, he nonchalantly shrugs and picks up his bottle.

At the end of the practice, the coaches round up the players to pack up and rest up for the upcoming tournament later that week. Coach Liam had stopped Daniel to talk to him

"What is it?"

"Kid, I am older than you, you know?

"Ok and?

"Ugh..sigh.. I wanted to ask if you wanted to participate in the tourney"

"Hmm, well sure why not?

"Great, come meet me at lunch and we will get your things sorted out"

"Yea ight,"

TIME SKIPPU

The day of the tournament has arrived and it seems there are a lot more spectators than anticipated. Walking into the gym, there were lots of oohs and ahhs. Looking around Daniel spotted his former basketball team at the spectator stands. Instantly in his mind he connected the dots, his whereabouts had been exposed. Turning to the coach, their eyes met. The coach instantly sported a smile filled with hidden intentions.

What's wrong with this guy' Daniel was confused.

After some time, the team settled down and the coach stood up to speak. The games will start in an hour. So let's focus on the teams and then warm up. Coach P calmly spoke and yelled.

"Huddle up "

Listening to the coach, the players understood, a total of 7 schools were attending the tournament including their school. They were one of the teams that played first at the tournament. Their first opponent was School B, they were known for their cooperation and fluidity but no player seemed noticeable.

"Now our starting lineup for this match might surprise you all but I assure you all it was well thought out.

The team is now assembled.

Starting at outside hitter (OH) is Ham Baga" the coach announced.

Murmurs instantly broke out from the team. "Who is this no name guy"

"Yea I've never even heard of him"

"Well um that's me"

The whole team turned to the source of the soft voice and…

*Silence*

"Oh so it's this guy, huh"

"Mhm now it makes sense"

"Let's go Ham, so cute"

Han walking towards the coach instantly blushed at the last comment

The coach watching his players chuckled as well, making the soft spoken Han blush even more.

"Let's see you put it to work now Baga"

"Yes coach" a look of determination occupying his childish face

Turning to the rest

"Setter is Furai do"

"Opposite Po Teto"

"Middle blocker (MB) is our very own Orochima Rupedo"

"Libero is Patrick Star"

"Serving specialist (SS) is Yowaimo"

"Defensive specialist (DS) will be Mark Grayson"

"These are the starters and will be part of the first rotation and the rest shall serve as subs for the rest of the match. You may go warm up. Dismissed."

As the players proceeded to form lines, they slowly realized Daniel wasn't part of the starters. Whispering amongst themselves, their conversations obviously came to Daniel's ears. After realizing this they turned to look at him and he shrugged.

After warming up, the starters and subs split paths; the starters heading to the court and subs heading towards their designated benches.

Formalities like national anthems, introduction of opposing teams were quickly ran through. Now it was time to decide the receiving and serving teams. The referee called for the captains of both teams and flipped a coin in their presence. Daniel's school- Vongola school heads vs school b tails.

The coin landed on the ref's hand in favor of school b and they chose to receive. Yowaimo received the ball, walked towards the serving line and listened for the ref's signal.

*BEEP* came the sound of the whistle.

The crowd cheered at the start of the game. Yowaimo taking a deep breath took a step forward..