❥ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 5 - 𝓣𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓣𝓸 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷 (3/3)

                                    

                                          
"Thanks, Tsukki"
                          
Yamaguchi smiled after he received the water from the tall first year, not bother to glance at the pinch server, Tsukishima sat on the bench while wiping off his own body. He was exhausted for today's regimen, since his coach was planning to did everything to use the chance for practicing in a place that completely support his trainings menu. 
                          
So, the break time was a total saviour for Tsukishima who doesn't really as fired up as the others, but all the relief that he felt vanished until your [Hair Colour] figure was easily spotted by nervously walking around the boys to hand the water.
                          
Tsukishima could feel his brows twitched as his frown get deeper when he listened at your and nishinoya's ongoing chatter. It was not something matter for the others to listen, since they were also joining you, trying to be close with you. The more you communicate with them, the happier the crows. Excluding Tsukishima.
                          
On his ear, the sound of you stuttering in every sentence you said was keep going louder and louder, echoing on his head which bothered him so much. When the reality, you didn't really talked that loud. He didn't know why, your voice sounded more annoying than Yamaguchi's.
                          
"She's noisy" Tsukishima squinted his eyes as he directed his sight to you who were quacking when Asahi tried to talk to you.
                          
"Hm, did you say something Tsukki?" Yamaguchi glanced at the blonde. He didn't aware of the tick mark on Tsukishima's forehead.
                          
"Nothing"
                          
The tall figure stood up from his seat, turning his back against Yamaguchi, "I'm going out for a bit"
                          
"Tsukki?" With a confused face, Yamaguchi watched the middle blocker walked out from the gym with an irritated face. The pinch server was clueless.
                          
Finished handing all the water to each member with some helps from the beautiful Kiyoko, you let out a deep of relief breath as you sit on the bench again. Accepting chuckle from both of the managers.
                          
"Good work, [First Name]-chan" Kiyoko said, patting your head.
                          
"You've done very well! As expected a real manager of a [Family Name] Sports Gym!" Yachi chirped, clasping his hands on yours.
                          
You were a bit surprised at her amiable movements, looking at the grip on your hand then looking at the proud gaze from both managers, a satisfaction was felt. You couldn't help but to grin widely from the encouragement that you took as a compliment. You even couldn't believe yourself that finally you were able to give a great service to the humankind that you fear the most.
                          
"You mean a co-manager" A familiar old man voice interrupted.
                          
You glanced to the side, looking at your own grandpa with an irk, pushing out your lower lip as a hint of an irritation for ruining your joyous moment.
                          
"Thanks for the correction, boss" you claimed sarcastically.
                          
"Oho, Watch your attitude before I fire you as a granddaughter, duck" he teased, ruffling your gorgeous [Hairstyle] as Kiyoko and Yachi watched the cherry moment before they excuse themselves when coach ukai called to huddle with their team.
                          
It was not only you who was satisfied from the progress you made in one day. Your grandpa was secretly proud and happy he could burst in tears. But he prefer to express it later when you're asleep since he didn't want you to know how out of character he is when he turned into a completely happy old man, his pride only allowed his decisive side to be shown to his granddaughters.
                          
"By the way, What's with your appearance?"
                          
Your grandpa smirked smugly, referring to your hair since you were never put any fashionable style on your locks. He wiggled his brows, having the thought if you're dressing intentionally for someone that caught your attention, which would never happen yet on your current state.