Novel & Cerita Iron Wall Haikyuu

“Gator, this is Nya,” Slate, the dragon king, said as Nya followed him over to where the others were training. The fellow in question, a ginormous man, only an inch or so shorter than Slate himself, with massive, bulging muscles, was dressed all in black, a similar outfit to the one Slate always wore, except there were no red accents. Gator eyed Nya for a moment, his eyes traveling from her head to her toes and then back again. He nodded, his dark, shoulder-length hair swaying slightly with the movement of his head. “Nya?” he questioned.

I pointed to our father, "not letting me go to my dream university." "Well, you should practice, maybe with your brother... now you'll be a Camorra Lady. Now more than ever, it's vital that you remember everything, dust it off, and keep it as a second skin... Of the three, Hiro is the most patient and will know how to measure his strength," he recommended. "Ima decided to leave her defense to the guards, but when she sets her mind to it, she has the best high kick, and Dai..." "She's lethal, she's beaten everyone here except Dad, so you could say that saying our father trained you felt like an insult."