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        Noya hadn’t known what to expect, but somehow Yachi’s hands were smaller than his. Her hand was soft as anything, probably a lot different from his own that handled a volleyball roughly day after day. Despite how nice her hand felt in his, it didn’t stop the libero from losing the ability to speak without stammering.

        “N-nothing’s wrong Yachi-san…. Just… I promised we’d take care of you while we did the haunted woods thing, so…” Yup, that’s the only reason he’s holding her hand. Absolutely. At least he wasn’t the only one blushing right now as the rest of the team converged in one mostly round circle, that put him at a bit more ease.