My youth romance is always confusing

"Ha, I didn't expect Totsuka to have such good motor skills."

Watching Totsuka neatly dispatch Hiratsuka-sensei made me realize how much Totsuka has changed over the years.

Obviously, when I was there, he was just a high school student who needed us to train him even in tennis.

The image in my memory was in sharp conflict with the person in front of me, giving me a sense of unrealistic illusion.

"Then the game should be over."

Komachi looked at the contestants and saw that some were being substituted out or had played until the very end, and no one seemed to want to continue.

I followed her gaze and saw that people were indeed sitting there, with water guns firing everywhere.

"It's been less than an hour and you're already tired of playing. Besides, Kawasaki and Miura have been watching for quite some time. Don't you want to continue playing?"

"Well... let's talk about it when the time comes. The two sisters will handle it themselves."

Seeing that there was no competition to watch, Komachi ran to the side and continued swimming.

On the other side, Totsuka was wiping the water gun that was stained with sand, thinking about what had just happened.

——With such a big flaw, there is no reason for Hiratsuka Sensei to keep chasing and fighting Hachiman-sister. As long as Mitsuki's two teammates can finish off the teacher with a slight shot, unless those two teammates did it on purpose.

Totsuka looked at Haruno, and happened to see that Haruno was also looking at him with a sunny smile.

It looks like it.

However, due to the principle of 'don't talk about things you don't understand', Totsuka chose not to tell anyone about it.

——It’s just that this kind of mutual pitting seems to have only been seen between the teacher and Hachiman before. Could it be that the relationship between Yukinoshita’s elder sister and Hachiman’s younger sister is also this good?

I don’t understand.

For him, being able to play happily with everyone like this is already satisfying, so everything else is irrelevant.

but--

Totsuka looked at Hachiman who was abandoned by Komachi not far away. He was standing there alone, like an abandoned child.

——No, nothing.

Shaking his head, Totsuka wiped his face with the towel.

Seeing that everyone had nothing to do, I ran to Yukinoshita again. After all, she had a parasol and some empty space there.

I chose a comfortable position and lay down.

"Ah, isn't this a heartless man who left his wife to meet another woman? How come he has time to come back to see me, a weird and unpleasant woman?"

Not long after I lay down, Yukinoshita's slightly sarcastic voice came into my ears.

So I changed direction and faced towards the snow.

"Hey, I was obviously there with Hiratsuka-sensei."

"Oh, so you don't deny the second half of the sentence."

"You want to quarrel?"

"Huh huh huh~"

Although she said this, there was no unhappy look on Yukino's face. Perhaps she just regarded this kind of teasing as a part of daily life and didn't mind even if it was made fun of herself.

I straightened my body and looked at Xuexia who was half-closing her eyes and enjoying the sea breeze. I suddenly felt that there was no point in arguing with this woman because she would win in the end anyway.

So I lay down again.

Although it was a summer afternoon, the salty sea breeze still made me feel cool when it blew on my body. I closed my eyes and followed Yukinoshita's example to enjoy this hard-earned time.

The gentle sound of the waves, the grains of sand behind me, the feeling of the sea breeze caressing my cheeks, each of them made me unconsciously immerse myself in this summer afternoon.

Maybe he had been working non-stop since he opened his eyes in the morning, and now Hachiman's body was unconsciously stained with the color called "fatigue".

In the comfortable environment, he slowly fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Hachiman finally opened his eyes.

"Uh-huh?"

After a while, I realized that I had fallen asleep.

Is it because I am particularly tired today?

I looked up at the sky and found that the sun had not gone down very far, which meant that I had not slept for very long.

Yukinoshita, who was sitting on the lounge chair next to them, had also disappeared long ago. No one knew where she had gone.

"Over there, now that you're awake, come over here quickly."

Before I was fully awake, Yukinoshita's voice came from not far away.

I brushed the sand off my body and rushed over to her.

Now everyone is gathered at the place where the water gun battle took place just now, and it seems that they have experienced another fierce competition, as there are a few more holes on the beach.

We also set up a volleyball net in the middle of the field, which we brought from home.

It seems that they were playing beach volleyball just now.

But what is going on now? Why are so many people sitting on the sidelines?

"So, why did you call me here?"

Since I didn't quite understand the situation, I naturally had to ask Yukinoshita questions.

Yukino raised an eyebrow and stomped her foot on the ground, "Most people would understand this."

"I do know about playing volleyball, but I'm asking what you guys are doing now."

The only ones left on the field are Yukinoshita Kawasaki and Miura. As for those guys from before, they are still sitting on the sidelines resting because they played too crazy.

"Is there any need to ask more than taking the tail? Of course we are short of people, short of people."

Miura interrupted Hachiman and Yukino's conversation, and she now looked very unhappy.

"We are short of one, but you came just in time so that the game can begin."

Looking at her look, she seems to be rubbing her hands together and eager to try it out.

"No, even if you say so..."

It wasn't until I saw clearly who was the person opposite Miura that I understood why she looked like that.

It's a Kawasaki, so that's fine.

"I see, but has the grouping been decided?"

"Well, if you think about it carefully, it would be better to draw lots."

After hearing what Hachiman said, Yukino thought that drawing lots would be fairer.

But Miura didn't think so. "Let's just start like this. Drawing lots is too troublesome."

Just kidding, she has been looking forward to a head-on confrontation with Kawasaki for a long time. Just now during the water gun battle, Kawasaki broke his own water bag. That didn't count as a head-on confrontation.

"Just to my liking."

Coincidentally, Kawasaki thought the same way.

That makes it two against two.

I scratched my head.

Never mind. Let it be. I am the same as everyone else anyway.

However, this naive idea made me realize my mistake immediately after a few minutes.

"4:0!"

Totsuka turned another page of the sign on the sidelines, then looked at Hachiman in the field somewhat awkwardly.

I rubbed my head and stood up from the ground again.

"Hey, you definitely do this on purpose, hitting me every time."

Four balls, and each time it comes straight at my face. Do you and I have some deep hatred, Yukinoshita?

"No, my hand just slipped."

Yukino took the volleyball expressionlessly and continued to serve.

She faced the net, her feet naturally apart, her left foot in front, holding the ball in front of her body with her left hand, then tossed the ball gently, and then hit it hard with her right hand.

A beautiful overhand serve.

The ball flew towards Hachiman's face again.

This time was the same. Hachiman's motor nerves did not allow him to dodge the attack. However, after being hit so many times, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that the next ball was most likely aimed at him, so Hachiman was well prepared this time.

I simply raised my hand and hit the volleyball that was flying towards me away.

Kawasaki, who was standing by, saw that the ball was flying to the right position, so he ran up, jumped, and swung the ball all in one smooth motion.

For the first time, the volleyball flew over the net from Hachiman's side to Yukino's side.

The destination is none other than Yumiko Miura!

"Hmph, I've been waiting for a long time."

Miura met the ball and pushed it towards Yukino.

She doesn't have the skill to jump and hit people accurately, so it's better to give the ball to someone who is capable.

Yukino didn't act pretentiously and immediately jumped up and hit the ball.

Needless to say, it was naturally aimed at Hachiman.

"what!"

Although the ball changed hands several times, the speed was very fast and Hachiman was hit by the ball again before he could react.

Still face.

"5:0!"

I rubbed my slightly red cheeks.

"You must have done this on purpose."

But Yukino, who was pointed at, remained calm without blushing or feeling any nervousness.

"It was just a slip of the hand."

How could an old couple like her be jealous just because her husband happily agreed to join other women in beating his wife?

Yukino secretly squeezed the hands behind her back.

Well, absolutely not.

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