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The Birth of A Volleyball Legend

2011. That was when earthquake and tsunami hit Japan, changing thousands of lives. And Kobayashi Yuki is just one of them. A month ago, he was just a normal boy, graduating from a small middle school in Fukushima and was excited to go to the high school. However, the disaster changed his life. He lost both parents, not because they died, but because they were still missing until now. He lost his home. He lost his friends. He lost his school. He lost everything. Having no choice, he moved to Tokyo, to a small, new orphanage to accommodate victims of the disaster who didn't have any home or wanted to change their lives in the biggest city in Japan. In his mind, all he wanted to do was enter a normal high school, do a part-time job, make some money to help the orphanage, and maybe if he were lucky enough he could be admitted into a good university with a scholarship. However, one challenge from the volleyball team and one half-Italian blonde boy turned everything upside down. Now, he was trapped inside the crazy team, being dragged into the mess. Inter-High. National Tournament. Volleyball. Those three words kept spinning around his life as he entered a crazy high school life. Can he strive in the place where he was unfamiliar with? Would he be a good volleyball player? And what does the future hold for him?

lank_0z · Sports
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A Quick Lead from Yuki's Serve! (II)

"Holy shit! That four-eyes is on fire right now!"

"He also did the same in the first set, right?"

"Yeah, I remember it! He scores four times in a row!"

"But he hasn't sent another one of his bizarre serve he did in the first set yet, right?"

"Oh, yeah! I remember he still has that one in his arsenal!"

Hearing the whispers from the crowd, Amagi's expression turned somber. He knew that Yuki showed a big promise during the game against Matsukita about a month ago. However, he didn't expect to see the boy make astronomical progress during that time and become a monster just in a month or so.

"He didn't have this during our game, right?" Gondo whispered, his expression also somber.