"I'll do anything to get that life back."
WHAT IS THE COST OF ATONEMENT?
When two highschool volleyball players from Miyagi prefecture go missing, nobody knows what truly happened to them.
Somewhere in another world, the Scout Regiment makes one of...
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POV: KOUSHI SUGAWARA.
"Please, just let me help. I promise you, I wasn't the reason they went missing!"
The man sitting in front of me sighed and ruffled the stack of papers in his hands. "I'm going to ask you again. Were you responsible for the disappearances of-"
"No! I wasn't! I never was! For the hundredth time, all I did was..." My voice trailed off. A realization hit me, one that I didn't want to accept. The possibility of me being the reason for their disappearances was something I wanted to deny so badly, but the guilt hit me like a hammer. I slumped back into my seat, the handcuffs rattling against each other. My wrists fell onto my lap, heavy and cold. And before I had realized it, tears were running down my cheeks.
It's not my fault... right?
Maybe it is.
No... that can't be right. I didn't do anything to them.
But wait. The one night that you decided not to walk with Kageyama and Hinata after school was the day they went missing.
That was something I had no control over.
No, wait. I invited Akaashi and Kuroo over here and they brought their teammates. I made them come here. I was the reason they went missing.
No! That has to be a coincidence!
But what about the necklace? They took it with them! You let them take it with them!
It's my fault... isn't it?
I looked up at the interrogator from across the table who I expected to stare me down yet again with a scowl on his face, but instead was surprisingly quiet. His eyes looked at me blankly, not a single hint of emotion on his features. A spark of anger pricked at me.
"For almost a whole month, the police didn't do anything except take some pictures and hang up missing posters. I try to give you information from my own investigation, the police deny it. You won't listen to me either."
I bite my lip and take a deep breath. The tears kept flowing, except newfound anger makes its way into my conscience, and a surge of confidence mixes with the anger. I couldn't tell if I was finally getting the guts to speak up for once, or if it was the lack of sleep for the past three days that was driving me crazy. Either way, I voiced out my thoughts.
"Hinata and Kageyama's mothers go out every day to hand out flyers for their kids. I have messages from Yaku, a friend of Kuroo and Kenma, asking me where they were. He told me that their family waited hours at the station only for them to never return." I tried to speak while choking on my tears. With every word I said, the more guilt I felt.
"All six of them were supposed to be playing volleyball in the tournament coming up next month. It would have been Kuroo-san and Bokuto-san's last games in high school and yet-" I took a deep breath. The blindingly bright lights of the interrogation room burned through my blurry vision.
