Mizuki. I'm not sure how much he really weighs in the anime...

Unwanted

For the past few weeks, Mizuki had been eating at all you can eat buffets. Usually, he attended them with his parents after some morning practice, and by that time, he was ravenous.

His grandparents were visiting for a month, and his parents wanted to give them the best they could. So every weekend, Mizuki would have to go to a buffet.

After training and then running to the restaurant, the only thing Mizuki wanted was food. Upon entering the restaurant, Mizuki was automatically seated with his family, who already had heaps of food on their plates. Mizuki had become even hungrier after looking at the plates. As a result of all of that, Mizuki had eaten as much as he could handle. It didn't matter what it was, he ate it. Even if it was fried and drenched in unhealthy oil, he consumed it in a couple bites.

It was amazing.

Now his grandparents were gone, back to their own home, and Mizuki was standing on a scale, looking in horror at tiny number that flashed on the screen.

He had eaten too much. That's why he couldn't fit into his tee shirt! Mizuki scowled at the realization. He rushed to the mirror and patted his stomach. His eyebrows twitched as he discovered the truth. Trying to calm himself by smoothing his hair, Mizuki seized his pen and a piece of paper. Violently making marks on the sheet, Mizuki began making a new training schedule. An hour later he was done.

Mizuki threw on his jersey and took out his cell phone.

He was lucky that his teammates were on speed dial.


Haha, Mizuki vs. Weight.