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"Hayami, your handkerchief."
In the morning classroom, I offered her a carefully laundered and ironed handkerchief.
"Oh, thank you! It's so clean..."
Hayami took it with a dazzling smile.
The images I saw yesterday overlapped in my mind.
Her distorted expression when wrestling.
Her sweaty hair flying as she fought like a beast.
The roar she let out during a serious match.
I couldn't imagine it from her now.
Hayami, illuminated by the morning sun streaming through the classroom window, was truly refreshing.
Her tall stature of 175 centimeters, like a model, and her healthy tanned skin.
Her bright brown hair, reaching her shoulders, always swayed smoothly in the wind.
The muscles she developed from volleyball practice drew graceful curves under her uniform.
But they were never masculine; rather, they enhanced her femininity.
During class, Hayami had good posture.
Her movements when taking notes were beautiful, and she listened earnestly to the teacher's話.
Her test scores were excellent, not just her athletic ability.
During break time, she talked to everyone without discrimination.
She gave advice to juniors and happily chatted with classmates.
Her personality was truly like the sun.
During lunch break, Hayami was practicing on the school grounds.
There was no wasted movement in her jump rope.
She kept a beautiful rhythm without a single disturbed breath.
"Hayami-senpai, amazing!"
Juniors looked at her with admiring eyes.
Hayami's practice figure was their goal.
In volleyball practice, she was always the one leading the team.
At the sports festival, she was the class's main pillar.
At the cultural festival, she was in charge of events.
Even in the incident with Sagara yesterday, she showed kindness in worrying about Akita and a firm attitude.
Her walk in the corridor, her way of eating school lunch, her motion of erasing the blackboard, everything was picturesque.
But behind that, the serious expression she showed.
Her earnest gaze during sumo training.
Her pure fighting spirit challenging her limits.
Perhaps only I and Akita knew about it.
"Satou-kun, really thank you. About yesterday."
"No, it was just by chance."
"But I..."
"Hayami-san, you have a tournament."
At those words, Hayami's eyes sparkled.
Her passion for volleyball was directly conveyed.
"Yeah! I'll definitely win the championship!"
There was no lie in those pure eyes.
Surely, her special training with Akita was also a manifestation of that determination.
After school, volleyball practice began.
I was gazing at the gymnasium from the library window.
Hayami's spike tore through the air.
Her jump height was comparable to boys.
Even her landing was beautiful.
"Hayami-san, that spike now, it has more sharpness!"
"She's jumping even higher than yesterday!"
The voices of the club members echoed.
No one knew.
That the results of that special training were now blooming here.
Hayami's recorded achievements:
Won the prefectural tournament 3 years in a rowJump power exceeds the male averageSpike speed over 100 km/hOutstanding endurance and reflexes
But what was even more amazing than that was her humanity.
Her kindness in comforting opponents she defeated in matches.
Her willingness to help juniors with their practice.
Her attitude of treating everyone with respect.
Her relationship with Akita also showed no signs of being spoiled.
There was an earnest gaze, striving to improve each other.
"Satou-kun, still here?"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
I turned around to see Misaki and Reiko standing there.
"You were watching Hayami-san's practice."
"Yes. It's... dazzling."
The two stood next to me.
Hayami's figure visible through the window.
There was a definite brilliance there.
The Hayami everyone admired had unseen efforts behind her, and a strength that quietly supported them.
Thinking that, yesterday's event might have been truly good.
Because I was able to protect something precious to her.
"Let's go watch Ryoko's match," Reiko suggested during break time.
Hayami's regional tournament final.
"I'm going too! I want to see the cool Ryoko!"
Misaki immediately replied.
I had no reason to refuse either.
Saturday.
Prefectural Gymnasium.
The spectator stands were already filled with enthusiasm.
"So many people..."
High school volleyball regional final.
The venue was packed for the match against the traditional school.
"Ah, Hayami-san!"
I caught sight of Hayami warming up.
Her usual refreshing demeanor was gone, replaced by a dignified aura.
Match start.
The whistle echoed.
First set.
A thrilling development from the start.
Every time Hayami's spike scored, cheers erupted from the stands.
"Amazing..."
Reiko gasped.
Misaki clutched her hands.
Unconsciously, my body leaned forward too.
"Hayami!"
"Go, Ryoko!"
Voices naturally emerged.
The stands swayed as one.
The special training I saw that day was now coming to life here.
Lower body stability.
Jumping power.
Everything was blooming on the final stage.
We lost the first set after a series of deuces.
We dominated the second set from the start and took it.
And won the third set after a close fight.
And finally, the final set.
The score was 23-24.
We were at match point.
"Ryoko..."
Misaki whispered with a trembling voice.
Reiko clasped her hands in front of her chest as if praying.
Hayami on the court shook her sweat-drenched hair and took a deep breath.
Opponent's serve.
She received it perfectly.
The toss went up.
"Here we go!"
Hayami's voice echoed.
Like a slow-motion movie, her body soared through the air.
Her back arched greatly, and her arm drew an arc.
Just as I had seen during the special training, her entire body's muscles moved beautifully.
"Sei!"
The spike was released.
The sound of cutting through the air.
The ball plunged into the opponent's court.
24-24.
Deuce.
"Hayami!"
"Go!"
"Go, Ryoko!"
The venue united in cheering.
Akita's voice could be heard somewhere.
And one more point.
We scored with a serve.
25-24.
Now it was our team's match point.
"Last chance..."
Reiko's hand squeezed my arm tightly.
Misaki stood frozen.
Again, the toss went up.
A silence as if time had stopped.
Hayami's approach began.
The special training from that day flashed through my mind.
The strength of her lower body, forged in sumo, was about to explode now.
"Uwoooooh!"
Her 175-centimeter body jumped to an unbelievable height.
The muscles of her back drew a beautiful arch.
Sweat scattered through the air.
"Score!"
The voices in the venue became one.
The spike was released.
It cleverly dodged the block and hit the blind spot of the opponent's court.
Ssh—.
The sound of the ball hitting the floor.
Whistle.
26-24.
Match end.
"We did it!"
An exploding roar of cheers.
The players hugged each other in joy.
The stands rose to their feet.
Hayami had collapsed to her knees.
Tears wouldn't stop flowing.
In the spectator stands, Akita was crying.
Such innocent bawling that it felt like what a man crying should be.
After the awards ceremony, Hayami rushed over to us.
Her uniform was drenched in sweat.
A gold medal hung from her neck.
Her tired expression still radiated brilliance.
"You came... Thank you!"
Her voice trembled.
Perhaps the excitement hadn't subsided yet, or perhaps emotion was overflowing.
"It was wonderful."
"It was truly moving!"
Reiko and Misaki rushed over.
Seeing the three of them hug each other made my eyes well up.
"Satou-kun too... Thank you."
"No, I..."
"Because you protected me that day. That's why today exists."
Hayami said shyly.
Her gesture of proudly showing off her gold medal was somehow innocent and adorable.
Her brown hair clung to her neck with sweat, and her cheeks were flushed with excitement.
But that appearance felt most fitting for her.
Akita also approached and bowed deeply to me again.
"Satou, thank you so much the other day."
"Akita-senpai, your cheering was good too."
Akita scratched his head, looking embarrassed.
There were still tear stains on his hands.
On the way home, the three of us talked.
About Hayami's amazingness.
The excitement of the match.
The moment of emotion.
"But Ryoko is really mysterious,"
Reiko said.
"She's so strong, yet so kind."
"Exactly. And she treats everyone equally,"
Misaki nodded.
I listened in silence.
Because I knew Hayami's multifaceted nature better than anyone.
The beast-like fighting spirit behind her refreshing smile.
Her earnest gaze during training.
Her brilliance during matches.
Everything formed the single girl known as Hayami Ryoko.
And today, we were able to see her greatest brilliance with our own eyes.
"Want to get some ice cream on the way home?"
Reiko's suggestion was met with nods from all three of us.
A satisfying afternoon of a holiday.
With a pleasant fatigue, we headed to the cafe in front of the station.
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