Karasuno, having just claimed victory, slowly walked off the court. Behind them, the players from Nekoma also made their way toward the exit.
"Hey!"
"You're stronger than we thought!"
"There are hardly any weaknesses!"
Kuroo and the others wiped the sweat from their foreheads as they slowly approached.
After such an intense battle, players on both sides were completely exhausted. Most of them looked at each other with weary eyes, breathing heavily.
Hearing Kuroo's words, Tsukishima, walking at the back, shook his head slowly.
Though he hadn't played in this match, he had seen everything more clearly than if he'd been on the court.
"How can you say that? We still have plenty of shortcomings."
"And if the match had gone to a third set played to 15, we probably wouldn't have pulled through."
"Haha!"
Kuroo laughed, clapping him on the shoulder.
"There are always 'ifs'!"
"But a loss is a loss. It's not like we don't already know our strength isn't enough."
"Compared to the current Nekoma, Karasuno has more potential. You've got what it takes to make it all the way."
"We…"
Daichi opened his mouth but didn't finish his thought.
Even now, nothing was guaranteed. Not even last year's champions, Karasuno, dared to say they were certain to win this Spring High Tournament.
There were simply too many strong teams this time.
To stand on that highest and most glorious stage, they'd have to beat every last one of them.
Kuroo cut in before Tsukishima could say more.
"Of course, there's nothing wrong with losing."
"There's no such thing as a guaranteed outcome in this world!"
"But you guys definitely have a better shot."
At that, Kuroo chuckled again.
"If you really do win the championship again, we won't even be embarrassed to talk about it later!"
"After all, we got eliminated by the eventual champions. There are plenty of teams that couldn't beat the strongest—losing to them isn't so shameful."
"Haha!"
"Well, since you put it like that, we've got no choice—we have to win the championship now!"
...
"Alright, we're heading out!"
"Since you've still got another tough match coming up, we won't hang around and bother you."
After some final words, the Nekoma team turned and walked away.
Karasuno then moved into their designated rest area.
Just moments ago, the match between Komemedai and another school had also concluded!
In the afternoon, Karasuno would face Komemedai representing Nagano Prefecture!
Only the winner of that match would move forward and qualify for the group semifinals—becoming one of the top four teams in this year's Spring High!
...
"Karasuno, huh…"
"What a headache."
At the same time that the match between Karasuno and Nekoma had ended, a group of players in yellow and green uniforms slowly left the stands and made their way outside the arena.
"Sigh! I already knew they were strong back during Interhigh, but now… why do they feel even stronger than before?"
"Seriously! I was already worried back then, and now I'm certain they're going to be a problem!"
"It's better not to be too sure of anything."
A tall player walking at the front finally spoke up:
"If all of you were confident, then I'd be worried."
"No matter who we're up against, we can't afford to underestimate anyone—especially not the defending Interhigh champions."
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