At Shiratorizawa Academy, the dedicated gymnasium stood deep within grounds carved into the slope of a hill. Kuroo Tetsurou walked past the white exterior wall of the training center building, his mind turning to events from three days prior. The dim gymnasium of Aoba Johsai. Oikawa's back. That 0.5-second pause in his right knee, visible only for an instant as they left. He had noticed it in that moment, yet said nothing. Or rather—he had possessed no words to say. Either way, the result remained the same. "[serious]It's bigger than I imagined," Saiga Hayate, walking beside him, spoke while gazing up at the gymnasium's exterior wall. He wore the same Umehana Kita High jersey as three days ago. They had boarded the shinkansen together from Sendai. They were retracing the same path as that night's journey to Aoba Johsai. The only difference was their destination. "[serious]Three courts fit inside. Separate weight room too," Kuroo answered briefly. "[serious]That's the kind of te