When Supernatural Battles Became Commonplace: Volume 10 [Parts 1 to 3] by Kota Nozomi

Author:Kota Nozomi
Language: eng
Format: epub

...So, obviously, that was just a joke.

The rest of us talked it through, and we decided that the best thing we could possibly do for Tomoyo was just leave her alone for the time being. The psychological wounds she’d surely suffered this time were just...unfathomable, honestly. Her human dignity had been unceremoniously dumped into one of the deepest pits I’d ever witnessed, and there was nothing our words could do to lift her out of there, so we chose to refrain from searching for her and elected to enjoy ourselves instead. Tomoyo would probably sort of just show up out of nowhere before long, and we would all act as if nothing had happened whatsoever. Sometimes feigned ignorance is the greatest kindness you can offer.

In the meantime, we moved right along to our first activity: beach volleyball! A quick game of rock-paper-scissors put Hatoko on my team, while Sayumi and Kudou were our opponents. Chifuyu would be our “referee,” which was her way of saying that she’d be sitting this one out.

“Over here, Hatoko!” I shouted.

“Okaay! Here goes, Juu!” Hatoko called back as she bumped the ball into the air.

Hatoko had always been surprisingly athletic, and the ball sailed right into the perfect position for me to kick off the sandy ground, leap as high as I could into the air, and smack it down into the other side of the court. I’d seriously considered trying to pull off the Freak Quick Attack for a moment, but I’d ended up scuttling that idea after I realized how freaky it would be to jump for a spike with my eyes closed in real life.

Our opponents were both standing in the back half of their side of the court. Nobody was around to block me or obstruct my vision.

I get it now! This is what people mean when they talk about the view from the summit!

I focused on the ball, and swung my arm with everything I had, and...

...Whoosh!

“H-Huh?!”

Tragically, my attack ended up being more of a misfire. My fingertips had just barely skimmed the ball. Apparently, trying to pull off a jumping spike was a little overambitious for an amateur like me. The ball bounced upward in a slow, gentle curve that I definitely hadn’t planned for, but by a stroke of sheer luck, it’d just barely managed to clear the net.

“Oh, nice! Talk about a lucky... Ah, uh, d-did you see that? Witness my secret technique, the...uh, the...the secret one!” I blathered. I’d been so surprised by my own success, I couldn’t come up with a technique name in time. Damnations, I expect better from me!

The ball dropped straight down, just on the other side of the net, and since I’d put everything I had into that all-out whiff, it had inadvertently turned into the perfect feint. Both of our opponents had read my form and prepared themselves for a spike toward the back of the court, and no human could possibly make it all the way up to the net from back there in time, especially considering we were playing on sand.

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