208 When everyone in the original world became volleyball

When Hinata woke up, he found himself buried in a pile of volleyballs.

What! Didn't he sleep in his own house last night? Isn't it, isn't it!! - Did he sleepwalk and run back to school?

Hinata Shoyo meditates, Hinata Shoyo meditates, Hinata Shoyo gives up thinking.

Forget it, get up first.

He reached out to pull the volleyball off his head - ...... No hands?!!

Hinata Shoyo pupil earthquake. He struggled to move his body and spent a full 5 minutes finally accepting the fact that he had become a volleyball.

So what the hell is going on now?? He clearly remembers that he was still a person before he fell asleep yesterday?? - Wait, is it, maybe, should, it's a dream?

Hinata Shoyang thought hard, and felt that only this statement could explain the current situation. But what the hell is this? It stands to reason that dreams don't go to places you haven't been.

The basket scrambled forward, and he struggled to look out through the gapโ€”

Hey? This place seems familiar......

Before he could come up with an answer, the ball that had been pressing on his head was suddenly removed. He subconsciously raised his eyes to look, first saw a bony hand, slightly raised green tendons coiled up along the smooth muscle lines, and finally he saw a flamboyant silver hair.

Wow-oh-

Hinata Shoyang sighed silently. I can't see my looks, but I think it's a handsome boy!

Just thinking about it, the silver-haired boy seemed to have finished the ball, and once again reached into the basket and grabbed Hinata Shoyo's head impartially.

Hinata Shoyang: "?!! "What, what's going onโ€”

He felt like he was being thrown into the air, and the next second, a huge force slapped on him. Immediately afterward, he felt himself shoot at 20 revolutions per second and more than 100 kilometers per hour.

Ahh

The ball slammed into the ground, then bounced into the air, landed again, rolled several times, and finally stopped.

Hinata Shoyang, who had lost his dream, collapsed on the ground, shocked and speechless by what had just happened to him.

If this is a dream, then why is this vertigo feeling so real? But if this is not a dream, how can he turn into a volleyball??

Hinata Shoyang was puzzled. But one thing he knew was that -

Ahhhh!!h

Looking at the silver-haired boy who was walking towards him and stretching out his claws, Hinata Shoyang let out a desperate cry.

Help-

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The next day, the ministry is alive and well.

Nishitani, who walked into the gymnasium, saw the orange-haired boy sitting on the sidelines holding the ball: "Xiangyang, what's wrong with you?" How do you sit here and don't move? Let's go, let's practice! โ€

"Noya-san," Hinata Shoyang said with a sigh, "You say, when we play volleyball, will volleyball be very uncomfortable?" โ€

Nishitani: "? โ€

Ryunosuke Tanaka, who just came in: "?? โ€

Not far away, Kageyama Feixiong's face darkened: "You've asked many times!" โ€

"But I just want to know

Excuse me! โ€()

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Hyogo Prefecture.

"I hate silverhair." The blonde boy lying on the bench gritted his teeth.

A few people next to him looked away habitually.

"So what the hell is going on with him?"

"I don't know, he started last week, he must be completely crazy."

The blonde boy sat up and roared, "Stink!! You're crazy!! โ€

Miyaji's face was calm: "Isn't it crazy to think that you have become a volleyball?" โ€

"I said it wasn't delusional!!" Gong Yoo shouted loudly, "It's true! I literally turned into a volleyball and was beaten around by a guy with silver hair!! Damn, if I had known who this man was, I would have beaten him up!! โ€

A few people next to him: "......"

"Looks hopeless."

"Stinky !!" Gong Yoo's face was gloomy, "If you want to feel it too, I guarantee that you will also react to me!" โ€

"Huh." Miyaji sneered, and didn't take this matter to heart-

Until the moment he opened his eyes and found himself lying in the basket.

Miyaji: "......" is sloppy.

So, the next day, there was one more person on the bench in the Inarizaki gymnasium.

"I hate silverhair."

"Me too."

Others: "......" is crazy again.

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Although Hinata Shoyang didn't get the right answer from the others (if it was an answer if he was kindly asked by his seniors if he hit his brain somewhere), he didn't give up.

On the third time he entered this eerie dream, he struggled to be

After observing his surroundings in the gap between being beaten, he finally remembered what this place was after several hours of repeated rotation.

This is Shiratorizawa's gymnasium!

In the winter of the previous first grade, he secretly followed Hotaru Tsukishima to the training site of Shiratorizawa. The five-day career as a "caddy" taught him that it's not just about playing on the court to improve, it's just as important to watch other people's playing styles and details.

However, although he recognized what this place was, the doubts in his heart did not diminish.

Shiratorizawa, is there such a silver-haired attacker......?

The spring high school qualifiers have just ended, and Shiratorizawa is their opponent in the semifinals. After Ushijima Wari graduated, Shiratorizawa's strength did not decline badly, but it also took some hits, so after three rounds of competition, they won the match and successfully advanced to the final.

None of this is the point, the point is - in his memory, Shiratorizawa did not have such an attacker. He was sure he didn't know this person, so why did this person appear in his dreams? His dreams...... And why is it so real?

- It's like it's happening.

This thought suddenly appeared in Hinata's mind, and it became stronger and stronger.

Who is this boy?

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The orange-haired boy stood at the school gate, looking at the figure trotting from a distance, and waved his hand excitedly: "Ah Gong!! โ€

The five-colored worker stopped in front of him, his eyebrows slightly

() wrinkled, looking tangled: "What are you doing here?" We can't just bring outsiders in. ()โ€

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't have to go in.? ()_[()]?ใ€Ž Come[]#็œ‹ๆœ€ๆ–ฐ็ซ ่Š‚#ๅฎŒๆ•ด็ซ ่Š‚'()"

"Not going in? So what are you doing here? The five-color worker wondered.

A little entanglement appeared on Hinata's face: "Uh...... Actually, I have a question for you. โ€

"You ask."

Hinata Shoyang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you have a silver-haired person in your volleyball club who is particularly good at playing?" โ€

"Silver-haired ......?" The five-color worker was stunned for a moment.

"Uh-huh, I want to think about it......" Hinata Shoyang struggled to recall the details of the dream, "That's it...... The serve is very strong, it should be able to jump strongly, and the smash is also very strong - is there one? โ€

"Nope." What he didn't expect was that the five-color worker shook his head quite firmly, "We don't have this person in our team." โ€

"Huh?? That's weird......" Hinata Shoyang's face was tangled.

"Are you here to ask this?"

Hinata Shoyang nodded, and then smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to bother you, maybe I thought it was wrong." Go back to training, I'm going back too. โ€

He waved to the five-colored, and turned to leave. But as soon as he took two steps, he heard a sentence from behind him:

"Hinata, you...... Did you also have that dream? โ€

Hinata Xiangyang's body was stunned, and he turned around suddenly: "Huh??! โ€

A few minutes later, the two sitting on the side of the road finally finished exchanging information, with varying degrees of confusion on their faces.

"So, the person in the dream, although he is wearing your team uniform and practicing in your school's gymnasium, is not on your team?"

"Hmm." The five-color worker nodded, "I looked for him after I found out that he was wearing the Shiratorizawa team uniform, and there was no such person in the team." โ€

"Do you think he's real?"

"What do you think?"

The two non-mental leaders looked at each other.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Let me start with that. The five-color worker, who has a good academic performance, thought for a while, "If I am the only one who has such a situation, I may not be able to come up with an answer." But now two of us in different places are dreaming of the same person, and the scenes in the dreams are very similar, I don't think it's a coincidence. So I'm more inclined โ€“ this person exists. โ€

Hinata Shoyang nodded: "I think so too." โ€

But who is this man? Why can't I find him in the team?

Hinata Shoyang thought for a long time, and a sudden absurd thought flashed through his mind.

"Could it be that he is from another world?" Seeing the surprised expression of the five-color worker, he quickly explained, "I suddenly thought of the comic I read recently, which has the concept of parallel time and space. So I'm wondering, we can't find this boy here, could it be because he is not Shiratorizawa in our world, but Shiratorizawa in other worlds? โ€

The five-color worker looked at him in shock and opened his mouth, only to find that the idea was strangely reasonable. But this is also too whimsical, right?!

"Iโ€”I'm just talking about it."

The five-color worker was silent for a while: "No matter what we think, everything is just speculation before the truth is revealed. But ......"

Will we really ever know the truth?

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while.

After a long time, Hinata Xiangyang said with a solemn expression: "...... So when you play volleyball, volleyball is uncomfortable. โ€

Five-color worker: "? โ€

"It's decided!" Hinata Shoyo stood up and clenched his right hand into a fist, "I'll be better at volleyball in the future!" โ€

Five-color worker: What is a good way to make "......" better? Hit the little or the fast? It doesn't feel the difference??!

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