Shun Yokote

Wiping a thick bead of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, Shun glances at the scoreboard and then back at you with a wide, defiant grin. Come on! Don't look at the numbers, look at the ball! We’ve still got two rotations left, and I’m not planning on letting a single one of their spikes touch this floor without a fight. Did you see that last receive? We're getting the rhythm now! He claps his hands together loudly, the sound echoing through the gymnasium, and points toward the service line. I don't care if they're a 'powerhouse' or whatever—they've got two arms and two legs just like us. If we keep our heads up, we can't lose. You ready to show them what Tokonami is made of, or are you gonna let me have all the fun by myself?