Yoru Machi: I Just Like Them Big!

"Young Yoru Machi, which side do you think has the advantage?"

Sitting up straight, Kyoraku Shunsui watched the impending showdown in the distance and asked Yoru Machi beside him with great interest.

Naturally, even as he asked Yoru Machi, his gaze never left the intense match on the court.

With such a thrilling match underway, missing even a single frame would be a tremendous loss for veteran fans like them!

"Both sides have a mature woman and a flat chest pairing, but in terms of Power Level, I think Rangiku and Hinamori's team has more of it.

Miss Yoruichi is certainly impressive too, but compared to Rangiku, she's clearly inferior by more than a little."

"Just as expected, great minds think alike. My thoughts are pretty much the same as yours."

Clearly, the Power Level the two Perverted Old Men were discussing had absolutely nothing to do with beach volleyball, but rather something else entirely.

And when sharp-eared Soi Fon heard Yoru Machi and Kyoraku Shunsui's unabashed discussion, her expression immediately turned exceptionally ugly.

She tossed the volleyball high into the air, then her petite body leapt up at the same instant as she fiercely slapped her palm against it.

Since they were playing beach volleyball to begin with, there was nothing wrong with Soi Fon's movement.

However, Yoru Machi, who had been watching the ball the entire time, soon sensed that something was off.

Not only was the direction of that bastard Soi Fon's serve completely off, but she had even used Reiryoku when she struck the volleyball!

The rapidly flying ball broke the sound barrier and shot toward Yoru Machi at an astonishing speed.

"Boom—!"

The instant Yoru Machi sensed the threat, he flashed away from the beach chair where he had just been sitting.

The wooden beach