Back at the inn they were staying at, everyone on the team was crammed around a tv that had been brought up to the boys' room. The girls were still in the bath, but Kitsuna had rushed immediately to get washed up so she could watch the broadcast of their match with the others. They were all laughing at the different portrayals of each member, and how some got really unflattering angles. Especially Suga's face and wild cheering on the side, or Asahi's concentration face. Kiyoko was featured a little longer than anyone else, but there were no complaints there.

Kitsuna was shown last, with a few different shots and a bit of extra commentary. They showed her bloodied snarl when her glasses got broken, though the angle of the shot was somehow more impressive. Then her squatting down on the side, seriously watching the match with an intimidating look. There was then a brief flash of some images from years prior, dragging up some uncomfortable topics.

"Wow, you're somehow the scariest on the team," Noya teased. There were some awkward laughs, and sideways glances trying to gauge her reaction.

"Wait, so Coach is like, actually your dad?," Ennoshita asked something that most had missed when it was briefly mentioned, before the focus shifted back to the Miya twins.

"On paper, he is my legal guardian. I guess I didn't need to keep that quiet, but it's a little weird to explain?," Kitsuna's tone didn't allude to any ill feelings and the tension that crept up in the room dissipated somewhat.

"They really didn't need to drag up old stuff, right?," Yamaguchi spoke in her defense, the same way he would for Tsukishima from time to time. Kitsuna groaned, but shrugged it off.

"Would be great if they'd focus on how everyone actually played instead of stupid gossip. Wonder if that reporter lady'll do anything with her dumb interview stuff," Kitsuna spat out a complaint as she rolled to her feet. She weaved through the boys to the door, hesitating for just a moment after she slid it open.

"Well, anyway. I'm heading out for now. I'll come by later for any stuff I forgot, if you guys're up," the girl gave a tense smile and a little wave before she left.

"Was that supposed to make us feel less bad?," Asahi asked quietly. Everyone started to set up for bedtime, rolling out the futons. Some stayed glued to the tv, watching the reports on other matches. Sugawara made a makeshift table again to study, Asahi joining him for a while. The larger boy accidentally toppled over a stack of notebooks, apologizing and scooping them back up. He stopped dead when he spotted one that was clearly different from the rest. It was old, and the pages curled up at the corners. The cover was faded horribly, and whatever had been written on the front was hardly legible.

"Yo, what's that?," Noya got bored with the tv and spotted Asahi's shocked expression. He scooped up the old notebook and studied it for a moment.

"This yours?," he asked Suga, who finally looked up from his work. His face tensed up when he spotted the cover, a detail that both of the others definitely noticed.

"No. And you shouldn't just go through it if it's not yours either," Suga snatched it back. He just said that it was rude to peek, but his curiosity got the better of him as well and he glanced at the page the book was opened to. There were two distinct styles of writing, one that was excruciatingly neat and one that rivaled Kitsuna's horrid scrawl.

"Dude, really? Where'd you even get that then?," Noya pouted for a second at getting yelled at for doing the same thing.

"Oh. Me and Kitsuna found it in an old house. Looked mostly abandoned, was just laying in the middle of the floor," he answered the question without a second thought. He was lost in reading the back and forth spread out over the pages, and took a second to catch his mistake.

"Woah! So it's probably like, cursed then? Cool!," Noya's eyes lit up, while Asahi's face went ashen. That exclamation got Tanaka's attention, and he joined the small huddle around the mysterious notebook.

"Wait. You just yelled at Noya but you went into someone's old house and just took that? Bro," Tanaka had apparently been listening to their conversation for a while. Suga froze up, searching for a reasonable explanation. The real answer was reasonable enough, really, but there were some details he didn't wish to share. Or think about.

"This is why I keep putting Ennoshita in charge instead of you, vice captain," Daichi spoke up, and pushed a rather sensitive button. Sugawara shot him a pouty look, then sighed and resigned himself to his fate.

"I kept asking Kitsuna about her family stuff, and she started thinking about her old house and wanted to go check it out. So we went, and it looked like nobody had been there for a long time. She went in first, and we found this in an empty room," he held up the notebook. Daichi's eyes widened in surprise, a complete one-eighty from his earlier stern look.

"Hm. I'd been wondering why she was carrying that around and so absorbed in it. Let me see it?," Daichi held his hand out and Suga reluctantly released it. It's not like he was entrusted with it or that it was a huge secret, but it didn't really feel right to just pass it around. The captain glanced through it with passing interest, but stopped on one of the last pages. His features darkened for a moment. In a way that was different from his stern glares or glowering fury. He frowned, then handed it back to its temporary keeper.

"Don't go through that. Suga, we'll talk later," Daichi said so seriously that the atmosphere in the room changed drastically. Suga tucked the notebook back into the pile, and his brow furrowed as he returned to his studies. It didn't feel like he was in trouble, necessarily, but he still didn't like the way it was said. The other three exchanged glances but ultimately didn't push for anything more and wandered off to do their own thing.