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⌗ 33:

Dear Diary,

We returned home after playing a one-set match against each team, followed by the much-anticipated lunch feast from the coaches. The guys were as chaotic as ever during the meal, filling the room with laughter and friendly banter.

Before we left, I noticed some players exchanging numbers, and I was taken aback when Sakusa himself asked for mine. He didn’t say much, but I overheard his cousin, the libero from Utachiyama, mention that Sakusa likes to befriend guys who are organized and clean. I can’t help but feel a bit flattered by that.

This caught Atsumu's attention. When he realized I had the ace's number while he didn’t, he sulked off to the corner, looking rather disgruntled. Akagi comforted him, but I guessed it didn't work.

On the way home, we settled into our usual seating arrangement. The exhaustion from the day hit us hard, and one by one, my teammates dozed off. Even Iwaizumi-san unintentionally leaned against me and fell asleep, and I’ll admit, I tensed up at first. But seeing her like that, I sighed and let her rest.

I woke up later when my vision was suddenly interrupted by a flash. To my surprise, the guys had started taking pictures of us while we were sleeping. I didn't react outwardly, but I couldn’t help but notice Iwaizumi’s ears turning slightly red when she realized what was happening.

Cute.

Yours truly,
Shinsuke.

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