Keishin held the phone to his ear, his voice rising in disbelief as he listened to his grandfather's audacious proposal. "So, let me get this straight, Nekomata wants me to send (y/n) off to Tokyo for the weekend so she can work with Nekoma? Is he insane?" His frustration seeped into his words, reflecting the protective nature he felt towards his younger sister.

As the conversation unfolded, Keishin's mind raced with concerns and questions. He couldn't fathom the idea of (y/n) traveling alone to Tokyo, a city she hadn't visited in years. Anxiety crept into his thoughts as he contemplated the potential risks and uncertainties she might face. Where would she stay? What if she got lost in the vastness of the metropolis? Keishin's protective instincts surged, overpowering his initial skepticism.

His grandfather's voice came through the phone, assuring Keishin of his intentions. "Well yes, I want the Battle of the Garbage Dump to happen too... Yes... Yes," Ikkei's words rang through the receiver, his determination evident. Keishin couldn't deny the allure of such a significant showdown between Karasuno and Nekoma, but the concerns for (y/n)'s well-being weighed heavily on his mind.

Drawing in a deep breath, Keishin finally voiced his worries to his grandfather. "Gramps, are you okay with sending her off alone? I mean, she hasn't been to Tokyo in years! What if she gets lost? And where will she be staying?" His tone conveyed a mix of protectiveness and genuine concern for his sister's safety.

A brief pause followed before Ikkei responded, his voice emanating a sense of reassurance. Keishin's eyebrows furrowed as he absorbed the words of his grandfather. He nodded, silently acknowledging the trust he placed in his sister's capabilities and resilience. "I see. Alright, well, I'll ask her and see what she thinks," Keishin replied, his tone slightly subdued.

As he hung up the phone, Keishin released a sigh, his mind swirling with conflicting emotions. He knew (y/n) possessed incredible talent and would relish the opportunity to work closely with Nekoma. But as her older brother, his instinct was to shield her from any potential harm or discomfort.

Deep down, Keishin recognized the significance of this opportunity. It wasn't just about the rivalry between their teams; it was about (y/n) stepping into the spotlight and showcasing her skills on a grander stage. As he pondered the weight of his decision, Keishin resolved to have an honest conversation with (y/n) and respect her wishes, understanding that his sister had grown into a capable and independent individual.

The prospect of (y/n) journeying to Tokyo ignited a mix of anxiety and excitement within Keishin. He couldn't help but wonder how this experience would shape her and what new doors it might open for her future. With a renewed sense of determination, Keishin steeled himself to discuss the proposition with his beloved sister, ready to support her in whatever decision she made.

Glancing over into the living room, Keishin's eyes fell upon (y/n) engrossed in her work, fervently sketching attack formations for the team. A mixture of pride and concern welled up within him as he watched her dedication to the sport they both loved. He knew it was time to broach the topic that had been weighing heavily on his mind.

With a resigned sigh, Keishin settled down on the couch next to his sister, lighting a cigarette. (Y/n) wrinkled her nose in response to the acrid scent and voiced her disapproval. "Get your nasty stink stick away from me," she admonished him playfully.

Keishin rolled his eyes but couldn't help but smile at her remark. Taking a drag from his cigarette, he prepared himself for the conversation ahead. "Oh, deal with it, Jinx. Anyway, I have a question for you," he began, his tone turning serious.

(Y/n) turned towards him, setting aside her sketches and giving him her undivided attention. Keishin couldn't help but feel a pang of pride at the maturity she displayed, her determination shining through her eyes.

"Nekomata wants you to go up to Tokyo tomorrow and spend the weekend working with the Nekoma team," Keishin revealed, watching for her reaction. "He called Gramps, and he's alright with it as long as you're comfortable going."

The news hung in the air for a moment as (y/n) processed the information. Her brows furrowed in contemplation before she posed a crucial question. "Am I going alone?" she inquired, a hint of concern lacing her voice.

Keishin leaned back, considering his response carefully. "Yeah, but one of Gramps' old friends runs a hotel, so you'll have free lodging close to where you'd be training," he reassured her, hoping to alleviate her worries.

(Y/n) fell silent, her thoughts churning. She weighed the significance of Nekomata's request, the potential for growth, and the shared ambition she held with the Nekoma team. It wasn't merely about honing her skills but also contributing to the ultimate goal of facing Karasuno in the national tournament.

"We were all thinking the same thing," Keishin interjected, breaking the silence. He could sense the wheels turning in her mind, knowing that she was coming to a decision.

Taking a deep breath, (y/n) finally made up her mind. "Alright! I'll call Naoi and let him know," she declared, a spark of determination igniting in her eyes.

But before she could reach for her phone, Keishin interjected, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Don't bother, they'll be calling you soon," he revealed, relishing in the surprise that flickered across her face.

A mix of excitement and trepidation swirled within (y/n) as she contemplated the journey that awaited her. She knew it would be a pivotal moment in her volleyball journey, a chance to immerse herself in new experiences and contribute to the growth of both teams. With Keishin by her side, supporting her every step of the way, (y/n) eagerly awaited the phone call that would mark the beginning of her Tokyo adventure.

...

As the sound of the whistle reverberated through the gymnasium, the Nekoma team gradually regrouped, gathering around their coaches as they caught their breath. Naoi and Nekomata stood side by side, wearing wide grins that hinted at something exciting about to unfold.

"Alright, guys, listen up," Naoi began, his voice carrying a note of anticipation. "We're going to be having some extra practice this weekend."

A chorus of grumbles and sighs filled the air, signaling both understanding and a touch of reluctance from a few players. The prospect of additional training wasn't met with complete enthusiasm by everyone.

Nekomata chuckled, shaking his head slightly. "Naoi, you forgot to mention the most important part. We'll be having a special guest joining us," he teased, unable to contain his excitement.

Instantly, a wave of curiosity and anticipation washed over the team. Their eyes widened, realizing exactly who their coaches were referring to.

"You mean (y/n)-san is coming to Tokyo!?" Inuoka exclaimed, unable to contain his excitement. His enthusiasm was contagious, spreading to his teammates like wildfire.

Nekomata nodded, his famous Cheshire cat grin stretching across his face. The mere mention of (y/n)'s name infused the atmosphere with renewed energy and eagerness.

"Indeed, she'll be with us this weekend," Nekomata confirmed, his voice carrying a mix of pride and delight. "So, let's be sure to treat her kindly and make the most of this opportunity."

His words were met with resounding agreement from the team, their voices echoing in unison. The prospect of having (y/n), a formidable and respected player from Karasuno, joining their ranks for a few days filled them with a renewed sense of purpose and determination.

They understood the significance of this moment. It wasn't just about training alongside a skilled athlete but also about fostering camaraderie, forging bonds, and embracing the spirit of healthy competition. This weekend held the potential to elevate their game, pushing them to new heights as they faced fresh challenges and absorbed invaluable insights from (y/n)'s expertise.

As the team dispersed, the gymnasium buzzed with excitement and fervor. Whispers of strategies, tactics, and the sheer thrill of meeting (y/n) permeated the air. The anticipation was palpable, fueling the determination of each player to give their all during this extraordinary practice session.

Little did they know that this weekend would become a turning point in their journey, not only as athletes but also as a tightly knit team. Bonds would strengthen, skills would sharpen, and the collective spirit of Nekoma would be fortified, all under the guidance and inspiration of their guest, (y/n).

With hearts brimming with anticipation, the Nekoma boys embarked on this exhilarating journey, ready to embrace the challenges ahead and make the most of their time with (y/n). The stage was set for a weekend that would leave an indelible mark on their volleyball aspirations and forge memories that would be cherished for a lifetime.

...

The gym fell into a stunned silence as the Karasuno team processed the unexpected news. The realization sank in, and a chorus of disbelief erupted.

"You're whaaattt!?!?" screamed the boys in unison, their voices filled with shock and disbelief.

Nishinoya and Tanaka collapsed onto the floor, bawling their eyes out in dramatic fashion. Sugawara, Asahi, and Yamaguchi fretted over (y/n)'s safety in the bustling metropolis of Tokyo. Hinata's face twisted in worry, fearing that his receives would suffer in (y/n)'s absence. Kageyama, unable to contain his emotions, blushed furiously and stuttered out half-formed sentences, desperately urging (y/n) to stay safe. Tsukishima, ever the sly observer, couldn't help but snicker at Kageyama's flustered state. Daichi and Ennoshita watched the chaos unfold before them, feeling a mix of concern and helplessness.

Amidst the pandemonium, Yamaguchi voiced his anxieties, his voice trembling. "Are you sure you'll be okay, (y/n)-san? Tokyo is huge, and you don't know the Nekoma team very well yet."

Remaining composed, (y/n) reassured the worried boy. "I'll be fine, Yamaguchi-kun. Grandpa Neko and Naoi will take care of me. Besides, Gramps and Nii-chan wouldn't have agreed if they thought it wasn't safe. Don't worry too much."

The others nodded reluctantly, their pouts a clear reflection of their concern. Sensing their unease, (y/n) decided to offer them some comfort. With a gentle smile, she pulled each player into a quick hug, whispering words of reassurance in their ears. Some, like Hinata, Nishinoya, and Tanaka, couldn't help but wail even more, their blushes peeking through their tears. Others turned into a flustered mess of stammered words, while Tsukishima tried to maintain an air of nonchalance, though his concern was evident.

With her bag in hand, (y/n) bid farewell to everyone and left with Kiyoko, heading towards the train station. The third-year manager insisted on accompanying her to ensure she boarded the right train, giving her a warm hug before they parted ways.

"Message me as soon as you arrive, and keep me updated on everything," Kiyoko requested, her voice filled with genuine care.

"Of course, Kiyoko-senpai. No need to worry. And thank you for walking me here," (y/n) replied gratefully before stepping onto the train.

...

Meanwhile, back at the Karasuno gym, the atmosphere remained heavy with a mix of disappointment and longing. Tanaka broke the silence, his voice filled with determination.

"What do you guys say we make a trip to Tokyo this weekend?" he suggested, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes.

Kageyama's response came out in a stuttered protest, his cheeks turning a shade of crimson. "I-idiot! We can't just invade her life like that!"

Tsukishima, unable to resist teasing his teammates, chimed in with a smirk, "Oh, look! The King doesn't want Munchkin-san to be angry with him. Could it be the King has his eyes set on a future Queen?"

Kageyama's face flushed even brighter, his words lost in a jumbled mess. Daichi finally intervened, his voice steady and commanding, putting an end to the banter.

"Shut up, Tsukishima! We all know you're just as upset about this," Daichi retorted, his stern gaze silencing the room. "Look, we need to let her go and work with Nekoma. Besides, it's not like anything will happen..."

His words hung in the air, a mixture of reassurance and self-doubt. The boys looked away, lost in their own thoughts, contemplating the impact of (y/n)'s absence. Daichi's attempt to calm their worries was not only for their sake but also to quell his own uneasiness. Deep down, they all hoped for a positive outcome, silently yearning for the weekend to bring growth, bonding, and a newfound strength to their team.

The gymnasium stood witness to their silent wishes, as the Karasuno boys prepared to face the upcoming days with a mix of trepidation and hope, eagerly anticipating (y/n)'s return and the stories she would bring back from her time with Nekoma. In their hearts, they carried a collective desire for their beloved teammate to flourish and return to them, bringing with her a wealth of experience and inspiration that would propel Karasuno towards even greater heights.