44: Let the Show Begin

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THIS TIME, Ushijima Wakatoshi seemed to have exhausted his good luck in previous matches, losing in rock-paper-scissors to Iizuna Tsukasa, giving Itachiyama the first serve.

Standing behind the service line, Sakusa held the volleyball in both hands. In this moment of great anticipation from the audience, his mindset remained completely unaffected. Holding the volleyball, he looked expressionlessly at the opposing court.

...The presence of that navy-blue haired figure is too strong. Sakusa had this thought, his eyes involuntarily narrowing slightly.

He tossed the ball high, then served it fiercely at an almost bizarre angle. With a loud bang, the volleyball, with a cunning trajectory, headed straight towards Shiratorizawa's court —

"Snap!"

As the palms of the hands touched the volleyball, a crisp sound echoed, and the excited voice of the commentator rang out simultaneously: (It's here! That tricky angle serve! I wonder if the Shiratorizawa players can... Oh oh oh!!)

The reason for the commentator's immense surprise was because, on Shiratorizawa's court, a white and purple figure flashed by, moving even before the volleyball had finished spinning in the air—

Kobayashi Aotori stared intently at the tricky-angled volleyball. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable familiarity with this kind of serve!

Just like...

...Just like when he used to practice alone in the training room, serving those balls habitually hundreds or thousands of times!

It's almost as if he knew exactly where the ball would land with just one glance!

So, under everyone's astonished gaze, Kobayashi Aotori precisely moved to an empty spot. Just as the volleyball was about to hit the ground, it spun into an arc, landing perfectly in his arms—

"Boom!"

"Wha-what?"

Even Sakusa had a face full of shock at this moment.

If it were merely a serve being received, that would be fine, but this guy—this guy seemed to foresee the future, knowing exactly where the ball would land.

Komori Motoya also looked at the ball being lifted high, blinked quickly, and a thought instantly flashed in his mind—

It seems that Sakusa has been studied very thoroughly by "Mr. Dynamite".

On the other side, Shirabu tightened his nerves instantly. They clearly didn't have time to dwell on why the ball was received, because the ball had already flown in front of them—!

He unhesitatingly tossed the ball high. Ushijima, positioned on the right wing, jumped without any hesitation to spike, as if completely trusting that the ball would be there, and as if he didn't see the opposing blockers at all—

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