"Okay, we have done a fucking great job against Mexico! Now, it is time to determine what kind of an opponent we want to face in the next round!" Kageyama-sensei slammed the board to wake everyone up from their daydreaming.
It was two days after the game against Mexico, and they finally started talking about the last game of the group. The confidence was overflowing this time, and based on their look, they seemed to be ready to face even the best team in the world right now.
This was just how teenagers were. One bad result was enough to make them think they were the worst shit ever, but one good result was also enough to revert all of that judgement to give them the ego as big as the moon itself, making them think they were the greatest thing ever to grace the world.
