The serve from Aoba Johsai (Seijoh) was sharp, but Miyagi Uy's receiver mao catch it ly.

  Instead of setting up their ace, they opted for a quick attack through the middle blocker, exeg a sharp diagonal spike. Seijoh's defence responded in kind, and the ball volleyed bad forth for several intense rallies.

  "Miyamura, pass me the ball! I won't lose my cool this time!" Maeda called out, his tone calm but determined.

  Trusting him, Miyagi Uy's setter delivered a set to Maeda. As Maeda prepared to spike, his gaze flicked briefly towards Taichi, who instinctively reacted. Without overthinking, Taichi leapt into the air, driven purely by reflex.

  Wrong call. A tip!

  Taichi realized too te, the ball lightly grazing his outstretched fingers before falling to the floor.

  [Miyagi Uy 20 – 17 Aoba Johsa

  "Damn it, their adjustments are too fast," Taichi muttered, frustration simmerih his posed exterior. On the sidelines, Coach Irihata began signalling for substitutions.

  "Don't sweat it, Taichi. You're doing great," Iwaizumi Hajime, ever the reliable senior, enced the freshman warmly. This year's first-years showed promise—Kanedaichi Yutaro, Kunimi Akira, and now this Kaedehara Taichi.

  Aoba Johsai was a strong tender in Miyagi Prefecture, but their reputation only went so far. Beyond them stood an insurmountable mountain: Shiratorizawa. Despite having a rge pool of pyers, Seijoh's recruitment couldn't match Shiratorizawa's elite talents. The sed-years were solid, but their performance cked the spark o quer the national stage. Iwaizumi didn't resent them for this; he simply aowledged the reality.

  Yet his gaze shifted instinctively to Oikawa Tooru.

  At least Oikawa deserves to pete oional stage. He deserves to be seen by the world.

  "What's with the sappy look, Iwa-?" Oikawa teased, fshing his trademark smug grin.

  Iwaizumi's response was a swift elbow jab. "Have you warmed up yet? You're a senior. Stop sg and show the rookies how it's done."

  Oikawa's expression turned serious in an instant. "Of course. No matter who the oppo is, I only have one goal: to win."

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  With the timeout over, Taichi returo the bench, his body still humming with the adrenaline of the game. As he calmed himself, he couldn't help but refle his bizarre situation. I really did transmigrate into the Haikyuu!! world, huh? This is wild.

  Over the past few minutes, his memories had gradually solidified. Before waking up in this world, he had been in his drinding at Haikyuu!!: The mobile game.

  His in-game character? Kaedehara Taichi—the same name he now answered to. No wo felt oddly familiar whehers called him that.

  The st thing he remembered was furiously pulling for the Boku Aka (Bokuto Koutarou) event banner without luck. Did I… die from overpying the game? And then transmigrate?

  No answers came to mind, so Taichi refocused his thoughts, especially on the mysterious "system" he had entered.

  [This is the Genius Omni-System]

  A cold, meical voice echoed in his head.

  "Genius? Omni? Could the name be any cheesier?" Taichi muttered under his breath.

  [A genius is someone whose every effort results in tangible growth. Omni refers to the ability to master anything.]

  So, basically like levelling up in a game. sidering his currey, Taichi decided not to question the absurdity.

  "So, System-sama, hypothetically, if I wao bee a professional volleyball pyer, is that possible?"

  [Uood. Initiating career quest: Task 1 – Bee a professional volleyball pyer.]

  "Hey, wait, I was just asking a question!" Taichi protested, but the system offered no reply.

  Taichi sighed. Fihat works too. If I'm here, I might as well aim for the top.

  Images of familiar characters—Hinata Shoyo, Kageyama Tobio, Ushijima Wakatoshi, and Hoshiumi Kourai—fshed through his mind. Fag them on the court would be like a pilgrimage to volleyball's holy nd.

  [Reminder: Your current ability score is 65. Fag top-tier pyers at this stage will likely result in utter defeat.]

  Taichi's face burned with embarrassment. "Yeah, yeah, I get it! Not now, but I'll get stronger eventually!"

  "System, you dispy the stats of other pyers?"

  [Yes, but only for individuals in your immediate viity. Genius abilities are stantly evolving and ot be precisely fixed.]

  "So, their scores improve dynamically. Makes sense. All right, who's the stro pyer on the court right now?"

  [Name: Oikawa Tooru

  Overall ability: 90

  Height: 184cm

  Speed: 86

  Strength: 95

  Stamina: 90

  Jump: 85

  Key Skills: Serve (95), Set (94).]

  Taichi blinked. His serve is rated higher than his sets? Well, that...makes sense. Kageyama did learn his jump serve from Oikawa, after all. And his physical stats are insane for a setter! Still… top-tier pyers are usually all-rounders, so I guess this isn't surprising.

  His focus returo the court. The scoreboard now read [Miyagi Uy 21 – 19 Aoba Johsa. Despite trailing, it was Oikawa's turn to serve.

  This time, Oikawa's demeanour shifted pletely. His usually pyful expression was repced by an intense calm.

  The whistle blew. The ball was tossed into the air with precision. Oikawa's approach was measured, his jump fluid. His body arched perfectly, and his arm swung with explosive power.

  The ball met his hand and seemed to press uhe force before rocketing across the court like a bolt of lightning.

  "Bang!"

  A service ace!

  Miyagi's defenders froze, uo rea time. The court fell silent for a moment before erupting into cheers.

  [Miyagi Uy 21 – 20 Aoba Johsa

  Oikawa Tooru wasn't a genius—or so some cimed.

  From Taichi's omnist perspective, he khe truth. In his three years of high school, Oikawa had never reached the national stage. The indomitable Ushijima Wakatoshi stood in his way, one of the nation's top five aces. Behind Oikawa loomed Kageyama Tobio, a prodigy whose growth was nothing short of meteori parison, Oikawa's achievements seemed ordinary at best.

  But precisely because Taichi knew all this, he admired Oikawa even more. The Seijoh captain's resilien the face of t obstacles was nothing short of extraordinary.

  'Talent bloom. Instincts be honed.' Oikawa uood better than anyone what it meant to cw his without being naturally gifted.

  "Great serve, Oikawa-senpai!" Taichi cpped enthusiastically, his cheer breaking the tension. The team roared in approval as the atmosphere ignited.

  Seijoh's unfulfilled dreams… I'll be the oo make them a reality, Taichi resolved silently.

  [Ding. Due to the host's stroermination, additional tasks have been unlocked.]

  [Task 1: Help Aoba Johsai qualify for Nationals before Oikawa Tōru graduates][Task 2: Lead Aoba Johsai to the national championship.]

  Taichi took a deep breath. "Bring it on."

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