Haikyuu: Zero To Almighty

Kaedehara Taichi had never felt such an urgent desire to return to the front row.
Every cell in his body was screaming. Every nerve was firing.
But first, they had to survive this crisis.
Hoshiumi Kōrai served again.
"What a brutal serve!"
Kamomedai's strategy remained unchanged—they were determined to target Kaedehara Taichi with their serves.
Aoba Johsai was already struggling just to handle Hoshiumi's relentless serves. Expanding their defensive coverage to help Taichi was simply out of the question.
Taichi lunged forward in a low stance, arms stretched out as he received the ball near the sideline.
"Nice receive, Taichi!"
The ball soared toward the setter's position.
Oikawa Tōru jumped and set.
Now was
the time to conserve energy—
Iwaizumi Hajime, Matsukawa Issei, and Kunimi Akira launched a three-way synchronized attack!
"Touch!"
Kamomedai's blockers refused to let up—Bessho Kazuyoshi managed to disrupt Iwaizumi's spike.
"Chance ball!" Kanbayashi Keijirō easily controlled the first touch.
Hakuba Gao, Bessho Kazuyoshi, and Nozawa Izuru sprinted toward the net—
Suwa Aikichi set the ball to the left wing.
"It's Hakuba again!!"
Oikawa jumped to block him head-on. Matsukawa arrived a moment later from the right.
Hakuba spiked past the block!
"Damn—!"
The ball shot high into the air.
Kaedehara Taichi had saved it!
"Oikawa-senpai!!!"
Taichi shouted as he pushed himself off the ground.
"I got it!"
Instead of letting Kunimi take the set, Oikawa rushed into position.
Taichi sprinted toward the net, launching himself from the back row.
"Double block!" Hakuba and Bessho leaped in front of him, while Nozawa stayed locked on Matsukawa in the middle.
Oikawa spiked it—an setters dump
Direct point!
Both Oikawa and Kaedehara Taichi had been the main targets of Kamomedai's defensive strategy.
Their current rotation prevented them from being in the front row at the same time.
Whenever Oikawa was up front, he was tightly marked, making it nearly impossible to find an opening for a setter dump.
But this time—
Because Taichi had
two of Kamomedai's defenders with his presence alone—
Oikawa finally saw his chance.
The serve rotated to Aoba Johsai.
They had survived the most dangerous rotation.
Kunimi Akira aimed a float serve at Hakuba Gao.
"Cover him!"
Hakuba, unaccustomed to receiving, barely managed to keep the ball in play.
Suwa set a high ball to the left side—Hoshiumi Kōrai took off from the back row.
"Triple block!!!"
Iwaizumi, Oikawa, and Matsukawa leaped in unison, forming a wall in front of him.
It was a spike filled with sheer desperation
The ball
into the deep corner of Aoba Johsai's court.
Right on the line!
Hoshiumi Kōrai had scored.
Kamomedai had reached the
And, Aoba Johsai was hanging by a thread!
The serve rotated to Kamomedai.
Tension tightened across Aoba Johsai's faces.
The situation was almost
what they had predicted during the timeout.
Kamomedai's blocking had only grown sharper as the set progressed.
If they didn't win the second set—
"Hey, senpai, just because this set is looking rough doesn't mean you have to make
faces."
Kaedehara Taichi spoke from the back row, his tone lighthearted. "It's only the second set, isn't it? Though, I
prefer to finish things here."
Oikawa Tōru shot him a glare. "Do you even
the situation, brat? This second set will determine how the third goes. If—"
"We
lose!" Taichi cut him off. "I'll protect Aoba Johsai's backcourt!"
"Hah?"
Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa Tōru, and Matsukawa Issei all turned to look at him.
"…You
realize you're the worst at receiving in our lineup, right—?"
.
Somewhere along the way, Kaedehara Taichi's receiving had become
Even with Kamomedai targeting him nonstop, he had rarely let a ball drop…
"No problem." Taichi grinned. "That 2-meter giant is in the back row now. That means it's
turn!"
"Hmph. Obviously." Oikawa turned back toward the court, fully locked in.
The whistle blew.
Hakuba Gao stood in position and sent a standard overhand serve.
"Chance ball!" Watari Shinji sent a perfect pass.
Kaedehara Taichi had already launched from the back row—
Bessho Kazuyoshi could only stare in shock.
The ball
into the court behind Bessho.
Hakuba, who had just re-entered from out of bounds, was a fraction too late.
In the blink of an eye—
Oikawa and Taichi had pulled off an
"This is ridiculous…" Hirugami Sachirō muttered, staring at Kaedehara Taichi across the net. "He can
like that from the back row too?"
And—
—his speed seemed even faster than before.
But now, it was
turn.
The serve rotated to Aoba Johsai.
Matsukawa Issei felt nervous. Hakuba's serve had just been converted into an instant point for Seijoh—
And now it was
turn to serve.
"Matsukawa-senpai, you got this."
Kunimi Akira spoke up unexpectedly.
Matsukawa blinked, then grinned.
Who would've thought a
would be more reassuring than him?
"If we lose this set, I'll buy everyone ramen." Matsukawa decided to
his luck with a flag of his own. "So don't go scamming me for free food, got it?"
"Just serve already."
Oikawa looked conflicted. After all, squeezing free food out of his childhood best friend was
easy.
Matsukawa tossed the ball and
a jump serve.
Hoshiumi Kōrai received it cleanly. Suwa Aikichi set the ball to the left.
Hakuba leapt from the back row—determined to make up for the point he had lost!
"Triple block!"
Kindaichi Yūtarō, Iwaizumi Hajime, and Oikawa Tōru formed a wall in front of him.
"Touch!" Kindaichi called out as the ball rebounded.
"Taichi! I got it!"
Kunimi Akira shouted.
Kaedehara Taichi kept sprinting forward.
He
slow down.
He
stop.
He
—there
be a ball coming from behind him.
Taichi took off—
And
The ball shot toward him from behind at lightning speed.
He needed to hit it—
"Triple block!"
Bessho Kazuyoshi, Nozawa Izuru, and Suwa Aikichi jumped, but—
They were a fraction too late.
The ball
straight down the sideline—
A
Kaedehara Taichi had scored!
"Perfect set, Kunimi!" Taichi grinned, slapping Kunimi's palm.
Kunimi didn't reply.
Because, honestly—
At that moment—
He hadn't even
about the possibility of failure.
The second set ending right then and there?
For some reason, that
crossed his mind.
Because, deep down—
He
If it was
—
He would
Aoba Johsai was only
from tying the score!