Chapter 8

In the next few days, I was racking my brain as to what I should do. To transfer or to not? If I waited too long, transfer applications would close, and the volleyball clubs would not be taking any other members. I was training just as hard as before, and was a bit taciturn in the clubhouse. My mind was very confused indeed to the point where I felt that I was wasting my opportunity in the Haikyuu world.

Daichi and I talked about the incident, and I told him that I felt slighted by such low usage rate in the game, and that I needed more spike opportunities. He explained that Karasuno is not a star-led team such as Aoba Johsai, and that their system prided itself on creating good connection with and without the ball. Although we butted heads on our respective philosophies of the game, I did not try to convince him otherwise, as Daichi was as firm and resolute as they come.

Even though he wasn't a great player, I respected him as a captain. In these few days I had a chance to calm down and take a step back from my angry emotions. I had definitely become much more volatile in terms of my mental, and there were a lot of pent-up feelings that had accumulated whether it be from the Shinji incident, or even my game against Aoba Johsai.

I did not want to be an average player, which is why I worked so hard every day to be the best player I could. I also recently bought some expensive recovery boots (like the ones used by Lebron James and Kevin Durant), hoping to be less sore after each practice. The idea of being ordinary in this world pissed me the fuck off.

But maybe I need to take the edge off, and be a little more nonchalant or have a "don't give a fuck" attitude. Whatever it may be, that might help.

Oh also, the upperclassmen, Nishinoya and Azumane have made an appearance. I greeted them, and was respectful, as they are really good players. Furthermore, I hope to pick their brain to improve my receives and how to be an ace on a team.

After Friday's practice, I agreed to go to karaoke with the popular kids from the class, just to chill and take a breather from volleyball. It had been nearly 3 months of non-stop intense volleyball practice, and I hardly had any time to develop myself as a person (this is a real problem experienced by elite athletes such as Djokovic).

We reached our large karaoke booth and started with some normal singing and talking, having a chill time. At the half hour mark, a bunch of other girls from the nearby school game, and look who I saw. Fucking Ichika!

You know I never felt strongly towards Ichika. Was she hot? Sure, but for me, it wasn't worth the trouble. I once said she was batshit crazy to Shinji, and despite feeling not so positively towards her, I had heard of her having problems in her household. She did have an abusive father, and a mother who didn't really stand up for herself, from what I heard. At the end of the day, I did feel pity for her, which is why I let her hold my arm and do weird shit.

Either way, she was here in the flesh and we held eye contact for a brief moment, before she moved on with a slightly guilty countenance from my perspective. Anyway, it was a big room, so I chose to ignore her. Some girls tried to make a move on me, as they knew I was on the volleyball team and was pretty good (this is a real situation, for some reason girls know if u are good at ur sport or not lol without watching).

After some songs and a bunch of alcohol, everyone was drunk as hell and slobbering and some people starting moving to a few other rooms, probably to fuck. Our school's most popular guy, Hiroto, was passed out, and his girlfriend, Yui, moved to me, which I was a bit surprised by. She had jet black hair, and was drop-dead gorgeous, but I did hear about her thot chronicles, and as a Future fan, I was on edge.

Yui: "Hey Sei, are u enjoying yourself? You are always so serious, come with me, I have something you might like."

Me: "...."

I paused for a minute, and asked myself if it was a honey trap. Man, the last thing I want to be involved in is a rape case or some crazy allegations. But fuck it, YOLO.

I took her hand, and we moved to another room. Boy, was I excited, I was a virgin in this life, and so my libido was sky high and I was getting real impatient already.

Yui then consumed some weird substance, probably magic mushrooms. She smiled seductively.

Yui: "You want some, it's probably good for your condition."

With that provocation, I shoved some magic mushrooms in my face, and kissed her. We were like rabid dogs and I took off her clothes and she took off mine. We started going crazy, and fucked the living shit out of each other. Mid-way fuck, the mushrooms started kicking in, and I was seeing delusions and dreams of mine floating. I saw myself hitting 5 aces in a row, hitting the game winning spike, praise showered upon me from my fans, and individual high school awards that I received.

I was so out of mind from the hallucinogen, I didn't know if I was fucking Yui anymore or not. After a good 10 minutes, I woke up from my stupor, and saw Yui passed out naked. I was a bit afraid of anyone catching us, and apprehending us for drugs.

I quickly grabbed my clothes and phone, and was about to get the fuck out of the room, when I heard a shrill cry from the nearby room, sounding very similar to Ichika's voice. I know, I know, its not my responsibility, you play the game, you might get hurt. I'm not some saint and its not my responsibility save someone. But when you hear a girl crying and when you know her, its kinda impossible to not do anything.

Impulsively I ran to the nearby room, and opened it up. I saw Ichika bawling, and a guy trying to rip her bra off, her clothes had already been destoyed. Without hesitation, I attempted my best One-Punch Man impression and knocked this evil kid out. I then hugged Ichika, and she hugged me back crying for a little bit.

Ichika: "*Sob Sob* Why did you help *Sob* me? I messed with you and Shinji."

Me: "I don't know, I don't particularly like you, but you used to be a friend Ichika and I'm not gonna abandon you."

Ichika resumed sobbing for the next few minutes and I let her hug me.

After helping her get up, she wore her clothes and we left the karaoke center. We went to the bridge by the river.

Ichika: "I'm very sorry Sei, I still liked Shinji, and to make him jealous I flirted with you, and tried to get him back. Instead, I fucked with you and him, resulting in your fight, and I'm so sorry. I'm such a bitch."

She started crying again, and I did feel for her. Sure, her logic was twisted, but I feel that she turn over a new leaf and start a new chapter of her life. When you have the opportunity to save someone, you should probably consider it, because one day, you might need some saving do, said some smart dude probably.

Me: "Listen Ichika, you did fuck up, causing this friction between me and Shinji. But I want you to know, I forgive you, and you should go and apologize to Shinji too. I think it would be a good way to end this drama."

Ichika: "You're right Sei. I will apologize to Shinji. I'll take the verbal abuse or whatever that comes with it, but I must take responsibility for my actions. Also,....will you once again be my friend."

Me: "Of course Ichika, I would love to. You were there for me whenever I needed help with my volleyball practice, and for that, I owe you. If you ever need help with anything, or even the shit you deal with at home, give me a call, I'll be there."

Ichika: "Thanks. I'll see you later Sei."

She came up to me and gave me quick kiss on the cheeks, and ran away. I hope that was purely friendly and not romantic (Cue the GTA here we go again meme).

As I walked back home tired from my crazy outing, I felt like I gained more clarity on whether I wanted to stay at Karasuno or not surprisingly. I then got a call, from someone I did not expect, Kiyoko Shimizu. I picked it up.

Me: "Hey Kiyoko what's up?"

Kiyoko: "Hi Sei,...uh tomorrow is a Saturday."

Me: "Yeah it is."

Kiyoko: "Can we talk for a bit tomorrow,... will the park tomorrow at 5 pm be fine?"

Like any ordinary male, I agreed swiftly, as rejecting would probably be equivalent to a 1000 sins and I might get thrown in solitary isolation for life. There might be a fucking SWAT team having tea at my house if I rejected her.

Kiyoko: "Great, I'll see you then."

She then ended the call. What a fucking day indeed, but one thing is for certain, I now know what I am going to do with respect to my volleyball team status.