Summary: The male protagonist is always wrong

“Actually, I’m a little reluctant.”

"How about we go to the Spring High School together?"

Matsukawa Ichijing's words made the two people beside him pause.

Yin Li paused in pushing Oikawa Toru, and was immediately hugged tightly by Oikawa Toru.

The boy raised his head and looked at Oikawa Toru who was so close to him, and reached out to lift him off him, "Oikawa-senpai is going to Argentina, right?"

Oikawa Tooru leaned back against the pool, "Hey, did Aunt Mori tell Xiaoli-chan that?"

Yin Li knew about this, but Ikawa Toru was not surprised at all. He had already discussed it with his parents, and the two families were close, so it was hard for Yin Li not to know about it.

"Yes, mom is always nagging, worried that you won't be able to adapt to living abroad." Yin Li looked at Toru Oikawa, the water droplets splashed while playing flowed from the ends of her hair to her collarbone.

Oikawa Toru's eyes unconsciously followed the falling water droplets.

"I think the future is more important. If Oikawa-senpai has made his decision, then go for it. We juniors will support you and at least we won't let Qingcheng be squeezed out of the top 16 of Miyagi."

Oikawa Toru murmured, "Your goal is too low."

It was not until the water droplets fell into the pool that Toru Oikawa looked up at Yin Li again.

How could he know that the decision he made was because of him.

The pressure of being chased by a genius was too great, and Oikawa Toru didn't want to go abroad in such a hurry.

This moment came so quickly that no one could have predicted it.

Oikawa Toru sighed softly and looked up at the steamy ceiling.

"Likawa, do you really need to be so anxious?" Iwaizumi Kazuya said as he stepped into the pool.

He vaguely felt Oikawa Toru's anxiety, but he didn't know what he was anxious about.

For the first time, Iwaizumi, a childhood friend, couldn't figure out his thoughts.

"If I participate in the spring high school, then the summer vacation and spring will be wasted. It's better to use this time to prepare to go abroad." Oikawa Toru stood up, "I'm ready..."

Iwaizumi frowned and snapped, "Waste it? Is attending Spring High School a waste of time for you?"

Hanamaki Takahiro and Matsukawa Ichishige looked at each other and felt strange about Oikawa Toru's attitude.

The moment he said it, Ikawa Toru regretted it. He glanced at Yin Li and then looked away, "That's not what I meant."

Although he didn't know what Oikawa Toru was thinking, Yin Li didn't want to see the two of them arguing, so he pulled Iwaizumi Ichi and said, "Brother Iwaizumi, forget it."

Although he really wanted the seniors to stay and participate in the Spring High School, Yin Li was always sensible and didn't want to influence their choice.

Oikawa Tooru left first.

Yin Li was the last one to walk out of the bathhouse.

Wearing a T-shirt and with soft, half-dried black hair, the boy took a cup of black tea from the vending machine and sat down on a chair in the lobby.

The summer temperature can quickly dry the hair naturally. Yin Li is not very sleepy now, so he wants to sit in the hall for a while.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window was a bit noisy in the quiet night.

Footsteps rustled on the wooden floor behind him.

"Aren't you going up yet?"

Yin Li turned around.

It was already very late at night, and only a dim warm yellow ceiling light was on in the hall.

Having just finished a shower, Oikawa Toru's soft, short brown hair looked particularly fluffy under the light. His face no longer had the frivolous smile it used to have, and there were some bruises on his exposed skin.

It was a bit rude to stare at someone for too long. Yin Libie began to reply, "I'm not sleepy yet. I want to stay here for a while."

Oikawa Tooru sat down next to him, "Tomorrow is the finals."

"Yeah." Yin Li turned her head slightly to look at the profile of Ikawa Toru under the light.

Staring at the dim light for too long made Yin Li feel dizzy, so she turned her head and stared at the tea in her hand. "What does Senior Oikawa want to say?"

"Tomorrow is the last game. Please remember us after we retire." Oikawa Toru said casually.

Actually that's not what he wanted to say.

In the bathhouse, Yin Li's attitude was too considerate, which made him very unwilling.

Why not keep him?

It was obvious that Yin Li was also feeling lost, so why didn't he say anything?

I feel so bad that I am the only one worrying about this.

"Of course I will miss you." Yin Li smiled, "Senior Oikawa, I look forward to seeing you go out into the world."

Oikawa Toru was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "You really have high expectations of me."

"Of course, because you are the setter that our Qingcheng is proud of." Yin Li threw the empty bottle into the trash can, then turned around and looked at Toru Oikawa who was sitting on the bench.

Oikawa-senpai's stunned look is really cute.

Yin Li smiled, and the boy's clear voice blended into the silent night. "Senior Oikawa, let's go up. Tomorrow is the finals, you need to get some rest."

Oikawa Toru came back to his senses and looked away guiltily, "...Okay."

Even if you ask me to stay, I will not waver.

The two went upstairs side by side.

Volleyball Stage 43

The national finals of the National College Sports Conference Volleyball Competition (IH) officially kicked off.

The Aoba Johsai team members were greeted by the roar of the audience. With the home advantage, the Jingtashan cheering group was unstoppable in overwhelming the Aoba Johsai cheering group.

Oikawa Toru suddenly said, "We are like villains."

"So you must win and be the coolest villain."

"I believe in you today too!"

Coach Irihata didn't say anything, he just smiled and sent everyone onto the court.

Amid the cheers of the audience, the two teams officially stepped onto the court.

"In the men's volleyball finals of the High School Comprehensive Sports Tournament, Tokyo's top representative, Ichiyama High School, faces Miyagi Prefecture's representative, Aoba Josai High School."

"Will the dark horse from Miyagi Prefecture make it all the way, or will the established powerhouse defend their glory? Let's wait and see!"

The match against Jingtashan was tougher than expected. The endless offensive moves, the bizarre blocking methods, the ups and downs of the volleyball, and the five-game match exhausted everyone, including the spectators.

In the end, Aoba Johsai won the IH championship with a big score of 3-2.

Deafening cheers and cries of shock echoed throughout the Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium.

Yin Li turned around, looked at his companions who were hugging each other to celebrate, and bowed deeply.

“It was a really great game, thank you all for joining us along the way.”

The sudden serious remarks coupled with a 90-degree bow really scared everyone.

The regular players like Hanamaki Takahiro are also very familiar with his character, no wonder Oikawa called him a hypocrite.

Matsukawa Ichijing was shocked by his attitude, "We haven't disbanded yet, don't thank us now, as if we are leaving at the next moment."

Oikawa Tooru was also stunned by him. He blinked before reacting. He patted the boy's shoulder, pushed him and laughed, "Let's go. Shake hands after the game."

Iwaizumi Kazuya shook his head helplessly and called to the younger generations behind him, "Let's go."

Kindaichi Yujiro and others did not know that the third-year students were going to retire. They were confused by the attitudes of their seniors, but they also had a vague feeling that it was not a good thing.

The players from Aoba Johsai and Jingta Mountain lined up in front of the net, and Yin Li shook hands with Sakuhaya Seiomi on the opposite side.

The black curly-haired main attacker of Jingta Mountain on the opposite side had a strange, twisted, and somewhat bitter expression mixed with confusion and a little disgust.

Yin Li, who shook hands with him: "?"

"Why aren't your palms sweaty?"

Sakuhaya Seiomi's question came from the heart, it was both sincere and curious, but asking others such a question was really a bit perverted.

“…” Yin Li was speechless.

Oikawa Toru, who was standing by, widened his eyes in surprise and quickly pulled back his junior's hand. While glancing at the strange Sakuhaya Seiomi, he covered his mouth and whispered, "Xiao Li-chan, let's stay away from this kind of person. He might be a pervert."

"I can hear you." Sakuhaya Seicho glanced at him with lifeless eyes, then he chased after Yin Li and asked, "How do you keep your palms dry? What kind of antiperspirant do you use?"

Oikawa Toru immediately followed up with a shout, "He actually wants to use the same shower gel as Xiaoli-chan? I also want to use the same shower gel as Xiaoli-chan."

"Shut up, Oikawa! Stop messing around here." Iwaizumi calmed Oikawa Toru down with his actions.

"Ah!" Oikawa Toru covered his head and fell silent.

Iwaizumi helped to deal with the noisy and disruptive Oikawa Toru next to him. Yin Li breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Sakuhaya Seiomi on the other side of the net. "Sakuhaya-senpai, I'm not using antiperspirant. The lack of sweating is just a physical problem."

"Let's go and thank the support group."

Everyone from Aoba Johsi walked up to the cheering group and bowed in unison, thanking everyone for their company along the way.

"It ended just like a dream."

I don't know who said this.

Whether you win or lose, the game always ends.

"Yin Li."

Oikawa Toru, who was beside him, called him, but it was not the nickname he used to call him frivolously.

Amidst the clamor of applause and cheers, Yin Li keenly caught this inaudible sound and turned to look at Toru Ikawa beside him.

"Oikawa-senpai?"

But Toru Iikawa didn't say anything next, nor did he look at him.

Just looking at the banner of Aoba Castle West in front, they did dominate the field.

Time flies. In just 3 months, from Miyagi to the whole country, time flies.

He could hardly remember how he spent his days before Yin Li joined the volleyball club...