That second lesson flew by, and before you knew it the mothers were all walking in to collect their kids.
Thankfully, all of them were still practicing throwing the balls over the net and even Miru was getting into it.
“Aya!” her mum shouted, “come on, we need to go, I have your toy in the car, pink, just as you asked.”
“I’ve been really good and I played volleyball so that’s why you got it, right mummy?” Aya asked, almost a completely different child to when she came in.
“Yes, yes, now let’s go, say bye,” the mum said before grabbing Aya’a arm and marching her out the door.
You waved goodbye to the somewhat sad Aya and called out that you would see her tomorrow, which made her smile.
Then Yoshi’s mum walked in and he gave her a big smile and ran over to go with her.
Miru’s mum arrived then and he was still so engrossed in throwing the ball that he didn’t notice her until the last minute.
“Mummy!” he said with delight when he finally saw her, and ran over for a hug.
Then lastly were Rin and Harima’s parents.
You saw Rin look over at the door and vaguely saw movement outside of it, then he took off at a run and you had to call him back to get his lunch bag, then he was off to his mum- who you still hadn’t seen very well.
Since Harima seemed to be the most volleyball savvy of the group you decided to set for her to see if she could hit the ball over the net and to your surprise she was quite good at that.
“Harima! Let’s go,” her mum called as she walked in.
“Look, mummy!” she called, getting you to set the ball up so that she could hit it over the net.
“Well done!” the mum said with tears brimming in her eyes.
While Harima was getting her lunch bag you sided up to the mum who looked quite teary.
“Is everything ok?” you asked her.
“Yes. Sorry. We lost my husband a few weeks ago to cancer and he was a big volleyball fan. Harima takes after him and she has been lost without her dad to play with her. He used to set for her just like what you did. I’m really happy she has found a ground to play with as we didn’t have anywhere that would take her on,” the mother said gratefully, “you’re doing a great job.”
“I don’t think I am,” you replied honestly, “it’s been a leaning curve today but as long as Harima is happy then… good.”
The mum smiled again and Harima walked over, ready to go.
“Bye, bye,” she said to you, “see you tomowo,”
“Bye Harima,” you said with a smile.
Mr and Mrs Totoru had been sitting very quietly at the other end of the verandah and you walked over to at least introduce yourself to Mrs Totoru.
“Hello,” you greeted her, “I’m Y/N, nice to meet you.”
She nodded, her chest rising and falling slowly and heavily as she took deep ragged breaths in.
“We had a lovely afternoon watching the kids,” Mr Totoru said to you, “that Rin is really something, isn’t he?”
“He is!” you chuckled, “when he ran into the side of your house I was worried for a second, but he was up and running again in no time.”
The elderly pair chuckled.
“My grandson will be joining on Thursday, if that is ok? That’s when he comes over here to play,” Mr Totoru said with a smile.
“That’s fine,” you replied, “we’ll have plenty of fun.”
“I just know you will.” He grinned an old man grin.
You were utterly and completely exhausted when you got home and Koemi met you at the door with a bright grin on her face.
“Mummy!” She squealed excitedly.
“Yes… mummy is alive,” you said in a weary voice as you walked in.
“You look like you’ve been trampled by 2 year olds,” Dabi said as you walked into the kitchen with Koemi in your arms.
“Please… why did I decide to do this?!” you asked, “today had been madness! I’m glad I don’t have work at the shop tonight!”
“You work tomorrow, don’t you?” he asked.
“Yeah. Expect me to arrive home in a coffin,” you said in a tried voice.
“Ok. Go and have a nap and I’ll have food ready for you when you wake up,” he said, walking over to give you a kiss on the lips while slipping one arm around your side to hug you while you held Koemi on the other side, “but first… I think you need a shower,” he commented, “what did the kids do to you? Vomit on you?”
“Not quite, but Rin ran into me and squished a banana into my thigh.” You pointed to the stain. “And Miru got upset because he thought there was a monster that was going to get him and cried on my shirt.” You added. “And the rest is just dust getting kicked up.”
“Like a sports mosh pit,” Dabi commented with amusement, “well, go and clean up and I’ll put volleyball on for Koemi to watch.
“Wowowbow!” She announced, swinging her legs happily when she recognized the word.
You chuckled and handed her to daddy.
“I’m off,” you said as you wandered off out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
The first week, juggling teaching volleyball and working at the corner shop, was a bit of a nightmare but the kids were really loving their lessons and by the end of the first week, the younger group were able to receive the mini volleyballs – if you dropped the ball directly onto their wrists- and the older group could receive and, if you set for them, they could hit the balls over the net.
“The kids are all getting really good,” you commented to Dabi over dinner one night, “even, Missy K, here is keeping up.”
“I’ll take her to practice this weekend,” Dabi said, “so you can rest. And then we’ll be home for the afternoon.”
“Thank you,” you said gratefully, “that would be lovely.”
And so that Saturday morning, Dabi packed himself and Koemi some food and stuff, and then they left to go to practice, which your little girl was most excited about and insisted on bringing her ‘wowowbow’ along as well.
As soon as Dabi turned up at the hall and stepped through the door with Koemi in arms, he was swamped by the boys on the team.
“Oh hey! She has her own volleyball,” one of the guys commented.