Monday – 5 P. M.
"Kenma! Stop tossing the sets to our side!" Shiro called him out.
'Dammit, can't get away with slacking from her either? She's almost worse than Kuroo,' he bit his lips grudgingly.
Thump
Phweep!!!
"Game set! Team puppy wins, 25-23, 25-20," Inuoka, a first-year, announced.
Lev clenched his fist and grunted, "We'll win the next one!"
"Um, you're the only one on our team that gets to keep their role, yet your blocks and receives were worse than Kenma's dodgy spikes," Kuroo sneered.
"Grr..."
"Hey, Kozume-san," Shiro ducked under the net and walked to the other side of the court.
"Just call me Kenma."
"Kenma. Stop pretending to dig if you're just gonna let Kuroo spike it. That's no different from your usual play anyway."
