Reincarnated In Another World As A World-class Volleyball Player

Chapter Two

April 6 — the L/n household went on a frenzy once they were contacted by your school as of why you had stopped attending your classes. The student body had checked your dormitory already and had been met with an empty but otherwise completely normal room. None of your things had been taken, your wallet remained with all your money inside, no signs of struggle had been found either thus ruling out the possibility of kidnapping.

There were CCTV cameras outside the dormitory to keep watch of all the students. It had caught you returning to your dorm at 8:43 pm, most probably from work at the nearby grocery store which closed at 8:30. But none had caught your figure ever exiting the room or anybody entering it after yourself. The windows had remained locked so it crossed out the probability of you escaping though there was no iminent reason for you to do so.

You had simply disappeared. There was no other explanation the officials could give. Before this incident, all of your friends didn't report anything out-of-place with your attitude. You were a case the detectives your family hired couldn't crack at all.

Dubbed, the most trivial of all "evaporated people", your case spread internationally with hopes to see any other way you could have left your dormitory and where you could have been staying. As your story spread, so did your fame. Millions upon millions of people discussed their theories, be it believable or not. Your decision to leave behind your world to go to another had caused many others to grieve believing you were either going to die or you were dead already.

But you knew that. You knew your disappearance would be something the world would not be able to understand but you accepted God's offer anyways. Because your world was something you didn't like, it was horrible and if given the chance to ever leave it for a better one, you would.

That possibility had now become a reality for you and there was no way in hell you would give it up. You'd miss your family and the few friends you had but they'd understand once they got to know your situation.

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September 29, 1995 (supposed to be 1994 but I only realized this in 8.26.20)— Meirikai Sendai General Hospital in Sendai, Miyagi, Japan

Wails of a newly born baby echoed throughout the room, the infant was being cradled by her mother, Nakamura Tsumigi, whilst her husband, Nakamura Reo, gazed fondly at the pair. Once Tsumugi had shaken her husband in his sleep in panic, stating that her "water had broke", Reo had hurriedly gathered all the bags that contained their necessities and placed them hurriedly inside the car.

Sprinting as fast as he could, he returned to their shared bedroom where his wife was, breathing heavily and trying to not scream in pain — without waiting a second longer, Reo had ran to Tsumugi's side and supported her so that they could go to the hospital via the car.

Once the struggle of guiding her to their vehicle had ended, Reo had gone to the driver's side and drove as fast as he could to the nearest hospital. Thankfully, not many people were on the road that night and he didn't have to worry about incoming traffic that would surely make the minutes tick abnormally slower. Once they reached the hospital, he had called over a few nurses passing by to assist him after he explained the situation to which they agreed almost immediately.

After a few more hours of facing hardships, mostly in the part of Tsumugi, you had been born. A healthy and beautiful baby girl.

Your vision was blurry and you couldn't process a lot of things, everything was bright — too bright. In addition, it was extremely cold, your skin was wrapped up in cloth, you assumed from its texture, but it didn't help in warming you in any way. There was a certain lump in your chest that you didn't know how to explain in detail, it discomforted you and made you want to scream, to thrash around until it went away.