Misunderstanding (MitobeXReader) Chapter 19

        “HOLY COOOOOOW! They’re tall ~!” Moto shrieked. “Usaki has some pretty tall players!”

        “Ma, Kairi-chan, calm down. They might be tall, but that’s not an indication of their strength.” Ito reassured them. He began going over a plan of attack, completely oblivious to the opposite team ogling him.

        “Is he their manager? He’s really cute~!” A brown-haired number 5 comments.

        “I’ve never seen a boy manager before, maybe he manages their team because he can’t play himself? The eyepatch kind of makes him look more mysterious~!” another brown-haired girl comments. Her hair is shorter than number 5’s, and a 3 is painted across her back. Moto’s left eye twitches.

        “Hey, Sumi, you should totally go talk to him after this! See if he’s single!” Moto gritted her teeth. Her team noticed her distressed mood.

        ‘… is she alright?’ (Name) motions. Kamiko shrugs.

        “Beats me. Captain and Coach seem to be close, but I don’t know.” Kamiko then observes her captain a little closer. “But if you ask me, this match won’t be a big issue. When it comes to battle in the air, you have them beat. Their legs aren’t as toned as yours. Also, Captain seems serious. I don’t know how to factor that in, but I’m going to add it to our chances of winning.”

        ‘You’re pretty impressive with that mental math Kamiko-san.’

        As the girls line up, two familiar faces rush into the gym stands.

        “Wow! We made it in time! I was afraid we wouldn’t make it!” Koganei puffed. Mitobe nodded. “Hey! (L/Name)! good luck out there!” Koganei yelled. Mitobe waved frantically as his way of yelling. (Name) waved back. One of the girls on the opposite team started to shake.

        “D-Did he say (L/Name)? as in the Yokai-onna?”

        “Relax Aoi, I heard she’s harmless now. An Oni without a club if you will.”

        “Wha- really?”

        “Yeah, she won’t use the Oni, stupid huh?”

        “T-Then we have a chance!” Kamiko clicked her tongue

        “You might have had a sliver of a chance before you began making goo goo eyes at our coach, but now the Oni you have to worry about is our captain.” She muttered. (Name) sweat at that comment. “It’s alright though (L/Name)-chan, they never stood a chance against you anyways. Not while I’m here” (Name) looked over at Kamiko with a smile. What a reliable first year.

        After the lineup, the tipoff began. Ito placed (Name) right in the middle of the tipoff, and she soared to tap the ball.

        “Man, (L/Name)’s jump never ceases to amaze me, ‘bout you Mitobe?” Koganei asks his silent companion. He nods in return. “I wonder how we can work that into her new playing style?” Mitobe put his hand to his chin. He had no clue.

        “(L/Name). Pass it here.” (Name) jumped at how composed her captain was, but she dares not disobey her. With a quick flick of her wrists, the ball goes flying towards Moto, and with an even quicker footwork Moto instinctively makes her way around the girls blocking her. “Hotaka, as soon as you’re given the chance, I want the ball back in our hands.” And with a quick flick, the ball flies into the hoop. Usaki gawks at the ring master that Moto had become.

        “It’s like she’s a queen!”

        “Ma… We might not have to worry about this game…” Ito chuckles.

        “Don’t let them scare you! Just get the ball back and shoot!” number 7 calls out as she takes a long shot. Before (Name) can even think, she instinctively jumps to touch the 3 pointer. “What the-!” Her middle finger just barely taps the bottom of the ball, causing it to hit the rim instead of flying true. Koganei cheers for (Name) as Hotaka gingerly caught the rebound. Kamiko’s eyes widened. A rush of numbers and equations hit her. 

        “Hey… do that again (L/name)”

        ‘Huh?’

        “Tap the ball again when it gets catapulted like that again, I want to see something.” Kamiko then rushed back to her position as point guard. (Name) tilted her head but shrugged. Kamiko was weird, but she was always thinking. She trusted her.

        Number 7 from Usaki was a bit more cautious however. She was afraid of getting blocked again, but with (Name) being on the defensive side near the hoop, and Hotaka lurking and waiting for her time to strike, a shot was all she could take. As her nails scraped against the leather of the ball, Kamiko began to watch closely. She watched as (Name) leapt straight in the air and gently tapped the ball once again. She could see it. she watched as the ball wobbled off it’s original course, and onto a new one. Kamiko gasped. It was as if she was hit with a gust of wind. She watched (Name) descend back down to the court. Hotaka once again scoops up the rebound and flings it at Moto.

        “Nicely done!” Moto yells, but internally she was yelling ‘what was that?!’

        “(L/Name), Once this game is over, meet with me.” Kamiko quickly said to (Name) before running to the other side of the court. Ito sighed, but then smiled.