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Post-Championship Celebration
The Final Point and Initial Reaction
As Aran's spike landed and the referee blew the whistle, Inarizaki erupted in celebration. The team huddled together on the court, some shouting in triumph, others falling to their knees in disbelief.
Atsumu: Laughing loudly, he ruffled Osamu's hair while shouting, "We did it, ya dumbass!"
Osamu: Grinning and throwing a towel at Atsumu, he replied, "Yeah, thanks to me, you show-off."
Riku: Quietly smiling, he wiped sweat from his brow, savoring the victory. He nodded at Suna, who gave him a fist bump.
Aran: Standing in the middle of the team, arms raised, he cheered, "We're the best in Japan!"
The team walked to the stands, where their supporters, families, and friends cheered them on. The championship trophy gleamed in Atsumu's hands as he proudly held it high.
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The Bus Ride Home
Mood: The bus was filled with energy as the team replayed key moments from the finals, teasing each other and laughing over their mistakes.
Atsumu: Mocking Riku, "That solo block on Sakusa? Pure luck, admit it!"
Riku: Smirking, "If that's what helps you sleep at night, sure."
Aran: Shaking his head, "Don't start. We're champions, remember?"
Suna: Scrolling through his phone, "I'm just here to enjoy the chaos."
Coach Kurosu smiled at their antics, proud of how far they'd come as a team.
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Family Reunions and Celebration
Akiyama Riku
Riku's parents, usually reserved, couldn't hide their pride as they welcomed him home.
Mother: She hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face. "You've grown so much. I'm so proud of you."
Father: Patting his shoulder, he said, "That block against Sakusa—spectacular. I always knew you'd shine."
Celebration: Riku's family held a quiet dinner at home. His mother prepared his favorite dishes, and his younger brother excitedly asked him to teach some volleyball moves. Riku, though not one for grand displays of emotion, couldn't help but smile as he shared stories from the tournament.
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Miya Twins
The Miya household was a whirlwind of energy as soon as the twins arrived home.
Mother: Laughing and scolding, "You two better not let this go to your heads!" She hugged both of them tightly.
Father: Proudly showing off videos of the game to neighbors
Rintarou Suna's Quiet Victory
Suna returned home to find his sister sitting cross-legged on the living room floor, scrolling through her phone. She glanced up, unimpressed. "Took you long enough."
Suna smirked, tossing his bag onto the couch. "Miss me?"
"Not really," she said, though her smirk mirrored his.
Their mother emerged from the kitchen, holding a bowl of steaming ramen. "I knew you'd be hungry. Congratulations, Rintarou."
"Thanks," he said, sitting down and slurping the noodles. He preferred his celebrations low-key, away from the noise and fanfare.
Later that night, as he lay in bed, he scrolled through messages from friends and classmates, all congratulating him. He replied to none, his satisfaction coming not from their words but from the memory of standing on that court, victorious.
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Aran Ojiro's Celebration
Aran's home was filled with relatives who had gathered to celebrate. As he entered, his younger cousins ran up, tugging at his arms.
"Did you really beat the best team in Japan?" one asked, eyes wide.
"Sure did," Aran replied, laughing. "But it wasn't just me."
His grandmother, seated at the table, smiled warmly. "You've always worked so hard, Aran. It's good to see it pay off."
Dinner was loud and lively, with Aran recounting the tournament's highlights to his family. His parents beamed with pride, their faith in their son reaffirmed.
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Epilogue
The night after their victory, the Inarizaki team gathered one last time before heading into a well-deserved break. They met at a quiet restaurant in their hometown, eating, laughing, and reminiscing.
Atsumu raised his glass. "To us, the best team in Japan!"
The others raised their glasses, voices ringing out in unison. "To Inarizaki!"
For that moment, they weren't just champions—they were a family.