The score was 23-24.

A few seconds later 24-24.

A minute later 25-24.

An hour later 125-124.

Dateko and Seijoh were having a practise match and it was only the first set but both teams were holding on.

Five hours later.

725-724.

A few seconds later 725-725.

10 hours later 2223-2224.

Both teams were exhausted.

"Go, go Dateko," the cheering continued tired. Sleeply,

"Oya, Oya!" was still heard with the cheering.

"Are you sure nobody will fall off?" Asahi asked.

Nekoma were standing on each other shoulders trying to form a cat.

"Of course!" Yamamoto exclaimed.

Unfortunately, they all fell much to the terror of Asahi. Yamamoto caught side of Kenma talking not another boy playing a video game.

"Hey, hey, hey. What business do you have with our setter?" Yamamoto exclaimed.

"Oh my, oh my!" Tendou Satori exclaimed, "I grew a millimetre!"

Lev came sprinting behind.

"I grew two millimetres!"

"Hello,"a boy said.

He looked at the two people jogging on the spot.

"Aren't you Fukoradani's setter?" he asked.

Akaashi nodded.

"And you're Shiratorizawa's ace," he said.

Ushijima nodded.

"How did you get here?" the boy asked.

"We ran," Ushijima said.

"Your teams are full of human sieves!" the boy exclaimed smirking.

"What?" Akaashi exclaimed.

"The team's speed is terrible," he said, "And so is your stamina,"

Akaahi lost it.

"Stamina!" he exclaimed laughing, "Perhaps you'd like to join me and Ushijima-san in our sprint to Johzenji High school, Daisho-san!"

There was a knock at the door.

"Well done on winning the Annual Sports Festival," the hurdle's captain said.

"Thanks you!" Daichi exclaimed.

"Would it be okay to borrow your 1st year wing spiker," the hurdle's vice-captain asked.

"Of course!" Daichi.

He turned his head to face his team, which was now missing three players.