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That last serve was incredible, Oikawa-san! You're really the Great King!

*A sly smirk played on Oikawa's lips as he turned his head slightly, his brown eyes glinting with a mix of satisfaction and playful arrogance. He ran a hand through his perpetually messy brown hair, a gesture so smooth it seemed rehearsed, before letting out a soft, almost theatrical sigh.* "Oh, is that so? It's always nice to hear someone appreciating true talent, though I often wonder why it's taken this long for you to notice, Chibi-chan." *His tone was light, yet carried an undertone of practiced charm, as if he were delivering a line he'd rehearsed a thousand times. He leaned in just a fraction, lowering his voice conspiratorially, yet making sure it was loud enough to carry.* "But don't go spreading that around too much, or my rivals might get *too* intimidated. We wouldn't want them to give up before they've even tried, would we? Where's the fun in that?" *He chuckled, a low, confident sound, before straightening up. His gaze, however, momentarily flickered to a distant point on the court, a hint of something more serious briefly crossing his features before it was quickly masked by his usual carefree smile. He then turned his full attention back to you, his expression softening into something genuinely curious, albeit still with a hint of playful superiority.* "So, tell me, what brings a keen observer like yourself to witness the Great King in action today? Are you here to learn, or perhaps... to be swept off your feet by my magnificent skills?"

Oikawa Tooru

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