~Who Needs Memories 3: Untold Dreams~

West Volley Court, Olympius Arena

Ushijima, Sakusa, and Kourai sat on the benches while the other guys were taking their round in practice. It had been a few months so far into this new life here in the former Aeuropa City.

With the arising of sports including basketball, swimming, volleyball, skating, baseball, football, soccer, and many others, a lot of it felt nostalgia to the old Sportsbrooke back on Olympia Magna.

However, the crystallization and future-architectures created by Neo King Alexander and Neo King Odysseus proved otherwise. One of the newest buildings, the Olympius Arena, while still in progress, had a couple of courts open for practice. The main Olympic Court is still going underway with about a year left in time before the first event to hold.

"As expected, he makes another well hit there!" Kourai observed Shouyou's ninja move on the court.

"He always does that," Sakusa shrugged.

"He's the beach ninja, after all," Ushijima commented.

"Still though! The basics are the same, but he puts a spin each time. That's what make him unpredictable!" the white-haired man replied.

Atsumu prepares the next round with his set, passing the ball to Shouyou.

"He's improving each day. You noticed, too, right?" Ushjima turned to Sakusa.

"They all are. Even him…" Sakusa looks at Oikawa on the opposite team.

"It's been...interesting, to say the least," Ushijima nodded.

"I'm glad he overcame his demon at least...It must have been a burden to carry on his shoulders," Kourai sighed.

"You sound like you had experience," Sakusa looks at him.

"And if I had?" Kourai asked.

"What are you talking about?" Ushijima looks at him now.

"I nearly forgot who I was and who I have come from. Until a dream...or like a nightmare from the past came to haunt me," Kourai rested his hands behind his head.

"Was this your current version, or the other you from the original Sportsbrooke? I get so confused by this new generation stuff..." he replied.

"I shared the same memories as the old me...or we in that matter. But anyway, we have come from the old world before it was destroyed," Kourai answered, "My parents and my brother, along with a cousin and grandfather of mine...we were one of the few who fled to the future. I was very little, of course. But we landed in Sportsbrooke during its beginning of growth period."

"I do remember you being one of the few that came from the past like us," Sakusa recalled.

The match ends as the two sides thanked each other for the practice.

"Dang, I would have loved to have seen you in action more. The way you guys play...unreal," Gao answered.

"Next time we won't hold back," Yao agreed.

"Is that what you were calling it now?" Oikawa asked.

"This is how it should have been," Kei smiled as they started to clean up.

"You did great especially, brother," Akiteru rested his arm over Kei's shoulder, "Mother would be happy for us."

"Yeah, she would. And Laura too…" Kei said.

"Right, I hope she's doing okay. I know she's with her rightful family but still..." Akiteru noted.

"I think one of her sisters is still here, maybe we should go talk with her?" Kei asked.

"Actually, now that you said that, I think she returned to...that Earth or whatever they called it," Akiteru tried to recall.

"Laura? Who's that? I thought it was just you two," Shouyou looked confused.

"Um...well...a bit of magic sort of got winded up in things...those...witches," Kei makes a nervous sweat drop.

"Let's not talk about those witches. They're long gone. Anyway, Laura is sort of a...step-sister if you will," Akiteru explained.

"You don't have to disclose all the details. I think we can paint the picture ourselves," Tobio nodded before looking at Shouyou, "Right? No prying."

"I wasn't going to," the red-haired crossed his arms.

"New, yet still the same...in a way," Tobio muttered.

"Everyone's improved quite a lot in your absence. Then again, even you have been improving a lot. You did very well during the game," Hajime commented on Oikawa's performance.

"Y-You really think so?" he blushed softly, "Well, not to toot my own horn here, but I have been putting in a lot of effort in my training. And..."

"Okay, take it slow there. No need to get so worked out," Hajime calmed him.

"Sounds like a plan there..." he winks before giving light kiss on the cheek, "Iwa-chan."

"Uhhhh, no darling?" Hajime blushed.

"I can always do it again," Oikawa softly smirked.

"Not necessary. I like it just the way it is," he wraps an arm over Tooru's shoulder.

"I'm glad we've become the team we are," Shouyou smiled.

"I agree. No roads are ever a straight line," Aran agreed as Shinsuke nodded.

"Hey...do you think...when we start to have the real Olympics here..." Atsumu turned to Shouyo, "How about when our matches are done, we go watch and cheer on the Swimming Guardians?"

"Yeah! That's a great idea! We can cheer them all on to victory!" he agreed.

"They have helped a lot...we owe them in some way," Kourai's eyes sparkled likewise.

"Sounds like a plan to me. After all, if Albert's competing, I know he'd want his honorable cousin present to root for him," Oikawa grins.

"Right. Honorable," Hajime crossed his arms.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" he turns to him.

"Oh, nothing," Hajime winks.

"So mean..." Oikawa muttered silently.

"Déjà vu," Tobio smirks.

"On a serious note, they have helped us allow our sport to thrive in this world. The least we can do is show them our appreciation. But...I think we should keep this quiet," Atsumu continued.

"Well, that's going to be physically impossible," Tobio grunted.

"What do you mean by that?" Shouyou asked.

"As they say, loose lips sink ships. And some of you tend to go a little overboard in blabbing," Tobio begins his response.

Shouyou narrowed his eyes a little, "You better not be insinuating..."

"I am," Tobio points his fingers to both Shouyo, then Atsumu, and Bokuto, "You! You! And you especially!"

"Who?" Bokuto tilts his head.

"What do you want from me? Twirl the rod to make us forget what we just said?" Atsumu rolled his eyes.

"You do that and you're bound to wipe out the entire city's memories by mistake!" Hajime answered loudly.

"OI!" Atsumu shouted.

"That's not true. I'm sure he can manage to focus to where it can only affect us!" Shouyou shrugged.

"DON'T ENCOURAGE THE IDEA, YOU IDIOT!" Tobio shouted.

Ushijima face palms with a heavy sigh, "Gimme a break..."

"Not like I'm gonna use it anytime soon..." Atsumu crosses arms, annoyed, "Let's at least try to make it a nice surprise for them, alright?"

"I won't say a thing. I promise," Bokuto rests his fist over his heart.

"You better not," Tobio looks at the two-toned hair man.

"You know..." Oikawa throws his idea in, "If we really want to show our support. We could make one of those fancy banners. You know, like the ones our old supporters used to make for us?"

"Oooohhhh! Yes! Yes! A million times yes! We should all kinds of watery, fishy goodness to it, too!" Shouyou grins.

"Fish?" Bokuto asked.

"Uhhhh, let's not," Tobio sighed.

"Weren't they all trying to start something like a fashion line-up, too?" Ushijima recalled.

"You recommending we go in on that?" Oikawa looks at him.

"Oohh! We could all wear matching jammers!" Bokuto laughs.

Tobio claps Bokuto's mouth shut, "Enough out of you!"

"Well, whatever they design with, we can take it as a grain of salt for whatever we want to make," Atsumu answered.

"Good idea," Kourai nodded.

Kei looks up to the skies, "I know they've been through a lot of fighting...I do hope they finally have their matches ready soon."

"Let's hope by that time, we won't have to be fighting as much anymore. Or ever again," Hajime agreed.

Moments later, Oikawa's phone vibrates in his chest pocket. He takes it out to see an interesting number. Deciding to answer it, he walks over to the side. Moments later, he nearly drops the phone in shock as he quickly grabbed his bag after he finished the call.

"Is everything alright?" Hajime asked.

"I can't really explain. I've got to go. Thanks for the game!" Oikawa takes off quickly.

"I hope he's alright, something felt off," Aran narrowed his eyes.

"I'm sure he'll say when he's ready," Shinsuke answered.


Flashback: Olympia (Gen 2.0)
The Desert Village of Sakaka

A group of people returned from the dunes with baskets filled with water before they poured it into the well. It was enough for the week since they struck a good water basin hidden in the shifting sands they were at earlier. This village relied on the rare monsoons and water would be collected to the wells in their homes in order to survive the harsher conditions.

"Glad that's over for now," Motoya took off his straw hat.

"Same," Koisuke agreed.

"You boys are going to not make it last too long," Kanami teased.

"Hey!" Motoya and Koisuke looked at her.

"You should blame Kiyoomi, he's the one who handwashes 24/7!" Koisuke said.

"Not my problem," Kiyoomi answered, taking off his straw hat, "You are the ones being pigs when it comes to farming."

"Say that again, I dare you," Koisuke looks at him sharply.

"Stop it both of you!" Kanami steps in to separate them, "We'll deal with whatever we have. If we go back in three days, then so be it."

The Sakusa family and Motoya returned to their hut where it was barely a two-story dirt, straw, and rock. Had it not been for a major rock formation to "separate levels", it would have been a longer-length kind of home.

Kiyoomi sat down on his cot of the bed while Koisuke wanted to do something to tease him further. Ever since Kiyoomi was traumatized by the slaughter for meat, he would constantly bathe himself in water and splash his eyes specially to forget. As a prank one time, Koisuke put some cooked meat in the rice which surprisingly failed because Kiyoomi was not the one who had to cook the animal.

Arai was busy cooking some stew while Kohsuke returned home from another day at the clinic. One of the patients was developing Leprosy and needed to be sent to a more developed hospital somewhere beyond the village. Kiyoomi would hear stuff about 'Sportsbrooke' occasionally but never seemed to take an interest.

Motoya on the other hand, wanted to see this place. He would constantly bug him about it because Koisuke and Kanami were already cynical enough to accept change and hope for themselves. Even at bedtime, Kiyoomi would have to ignore Motoya's curiosity.

"Come on, I'm sure you heard of something!" Motoya said.

"Go to sleep," Kiyoomi turned himself around to avoid face-to-face.

With a sadden sigh, Motoya went to his bed likewise and slept, dreaming, and wondering this place. Sometimes, Kiyoomi would wake up to hear mother and father talking about Sportsbrooke and the insane madman who could craft up miracles but for a dangerous price. The Leprosy was a big problem here in the village and it was a matter of time before anyone of themselves would contract it.

Kohsuke looked at Arai's arm and said, "Negative."

"Thank goodness," Arai sighed in relief, "The one neighbor had the disease too and I feared it would come to me."

"Your immune system can still hold it off. But if it falters, it will come to your system," he warned her.

"And our children? And Motoya?" Arai asked.

"…I don't know," he said, "The safest place would be Sportsbrooke but we don't have any ways of containing the water to make the trip possible for all of us."

"Maybe we should start trying to make a sac?" Arai suggested.

"And where do you suppose we can find that?" he asked.

"I can weave up something or two," she offered.

"There's no stopping you," he said, "I wish I had that same hope."

Arai looks at him as he continued, "It's just…being in the medical realm, hope is gone…just truth."

"And you're willing to set that as an example for Kiyoomi too? Look at what happened to Koisuke and Kanami!" Arai argued, "Soon, Motoya will end up likewise."

"…there is, maybe, one option left," Kohsuke said, "But it's a dark path. Not one I want to give into."

"What are you talking about?" Arai asked, before realizing, "Wait…the madman who makes miracles?"

"Yes," he said, "It may be our only option we have left."

Kiyoomi closed his eyes again, hoping to rest this off and pray that this was just a dream of some kind.


Next Day:

The kids and Motoya went to the main site of a "village meeting" as the leader proclaimed that a neighboring town was planning to invade their space. Being one of the remaining villages left with a reasonable amount of water, it was no doubt that jealousy and desperation would be in the mix of politics.

"Should we just escape from here?" Kanami muttered.

"Nah, this is an opportunity to show ourselves," Koisuke grinned, "We might get more out of this."

Kiyoomi said nothing while Motoya looked at him with some concern. The former decided to turn back to the house. Motoya followed him.

"Hey aren't we supposed to be listening to the news?" Motoya asked.

"Like hell I care," Kiyoomi answered, "I do think Kanami was onto something about getting out of here."

"Do you think this Sportsbrooke really exists?" Motoya asked.

"Well of course it is," a voice said.

They both turned to see an ancient-like figure appearing before them. It was no doubt that this person was…

"You…the Dark One," Kiyoomi realized.

"Ah, so my name has been said to the likes of this town," Theagenes grinned.

"If you're planning to make a deal with us…don't bother," Kiyoomi said.

"Hm, but a moment ago, you were curious to see if Sportsbrooke existed or not. Perhaps I may, show you what it is like there," the Dark One offered.

"Why do I get the feeling you're trying to do something to us?" Kiyoomi asked.

"Perhaps you need to learn something or two," the Dark One replied before showing them a hologram of Sportsbrooke in its current construction followed by its projected growth into a flourished city.

"A-Amazing…" Motoya gasped.

"I can get all of you folks there in no time," Theagenes offered.

"And what is the price?" Kiyoomi asked, "Clearly you're not one to be trusted."

"Seeing you kids are the most valuable resources to this village, if you all leave, this village won't be able to defend themselves," the Dark One said.

They looked at each other before asking more questions but Theagenes disappeared.

"He left that quickly," Motoya muttered.

Great, so now it's either…leaving our old lives behind forever…and possibly destroy other peoples' lives or not being able to have a chance for a better life, Kiyoomi thought.

The family grouped up again at their hut as the parents were already starting to pack up.

"Another patient needed?" Koisuke asked.

"What's with all the extra bags?" Kanami added, "I never seen that many of them."

"We met up with a peddler who said there is a way to get to Sportsbrooke more directly," the mother revealed.

"That can't be," Kiyoomi replied, "It must be Theagenes."

"You…speak of the Dark One?" the father glares at his youngest son.

"Well, we ran into him," Motoya said.

"The Dark One is nothing but the Devil itself," Kohsuke answered, "Do not speak of that name ever again."

"Sportsbrooke will be a better place for sure," Arai agreed.

"This…isn't like you guys," Kanami noticed something off, "The town leader is requesting for more people to fight back against one of the other villages."

"Can't we at least sit down and figure out how we'll even get out of here?" Koisuke asked.

"There's not much time," Arai answered.

Kiyoomi noticed something on their wrists. It looked like some sort of chains that linked to each other. Moments later, the four kids found themselves linked by chains likewise.

W-what the hell is this, Kiyoomi thought, m-my head…it's burning…

"L-let's go!" Koisuke smiled, "I can't wait to see this new city!"

"Yeah, maybe we should just head out of here!" Kanami agreed.

"I can't wait to see what's in store out there," Motoya added.

T-this is bad, Kiyoomi thought, it's like…those bracelets…or cuffs…whatever they are…

They left the village with bags in their hands while their wrists connected each other like a string. A weird pathway was seen that stood out from the rest of the shifting sands. It almost felt like as if nature had turned its course to lead them to this promised land. Even the temperature felt not as hot as it usually was.

However, Kiyoomi wasn't going to let his guard down in this weird trance. As they were walking their way to the unknown, Kiyoomi could hear Theagenes talking to his mind.

"This is your test now…" Theagenes echoed in his mind.

What have you done to my family, his mind angered.

"You parents made a wish to me, letting go of the past here but they were like prisoners to the town here like chains that you all have on. There is a way to break free from them," the voice continued.

Why are you doing such a thing, Kiyoomi's mind shouted.

"You really never suspected why they treated you so kindly, huh?" the voice asked, "How about this…?"

The vision changed around Sakusa as he saw himself back at the house after he was born and still in a makeshift crib made of hay and blankets of wool. Both the mother and father were arguing how the water level has changed drastically since his birth.

"What if he's like them…the forbidden magic?" Arai asked.

"I do think he is…and I think YOU are the one who came from that world," he glares at her.

"W-what?" Arai gasped.

He grabs her by the wrist and sees one of the Atlantean marks on her triceps which would explain why she wore long sleeves so much all the time.

"From this day forth, you are a witch," he answered, "And so is he! Ugh, I can't believe I have…let love blind me so much! Now if you truly are magical like them, give the water back to us!"

"I-I don't have magic!" she shouted.

He slaps her across the face, prompting Sakusa to cry out in shock. He never saw this side of his father before nor his mother. The whole time…was his own existence…a crime? Was it the reason why the mother would be so fragile to her kids in fear that they would become like the father?

"S-STOP THIS!" Sakusa's mind screamed.

"So now you know the truth, what do you intend to do with it?" Theagenes asked.

"Get me out of these chains," Kiyoomi makes a harsh whisper.

Moments later, the chains on his wrists snapped. Then suddenly, the sands started to shift over as if they were becoming an ocean itself. Kiyoomi gasped and tried to wake up his two siblings and Motoya but they were still walking in a trance towards the disaster.

He grabbed Motoya's hand and shouted, "GET OUT OF HERE! THIS IS A TRAP!"

Motoya turns to him, but his eyes were still in a trance. Kiyoomi tried to shake to his senses, but the chains wouldn't break as he was now being pulled by the rest of the folks into the raging sandstorm. Kiyoomi's eyes flickered in the slightest, hoping to break the chains but the sands pushed him away. He screamed out as the entire family and Motoya were now engulfed by it as he was thrown by the sands also but being taken somewhere…

He closed his eyes, wondered if this was the end. By the time he opened again, he found himself on a clearer day in the desert but ahead was indeed the city of Sportsbrooke. He turned in hopes to see his siblings and Motoya but no one was with him.

W-was my own birth, destroyed my family, this town, he thought as he silently teared, could the same happen here too?

He makes his way over to the city, but his body was screaming for hydration. Just as he finally stepped into town, he collapsed on the ground as a young man happened to see him.

"H-hey! You okay?!" the man shouted.

Crap, he's dehydrated, did he come all the way out like this, he thought.

Without any further hesitation, he hoists Sakusa up and drapes one of his arms over his shoulder to support him.

Guess I got no choice. You're coming with me, dummy, he thought.


Hours Later

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP

Sakusa finally opens his eyes in some bed that he never experienced before. It was made out of some fabric, felt soft to the touch but his arms were wired up by some machine. He was feeling very confused on this as he thought he had died.

"You are awake now, little guy?" one of the nurses checked in.

He kept quiet on the question.

"Not one to talk, huh?" the nurse questioned, "Your arms are connected to the IV and EKG. They'll be disconnected from you soon. Keep them on for now."

The nurse turned to the rescuer, "Think you can talk with him? He seems very shy."

"I don't know if I can do much better," he replied.

"I'll give you a few minutes," the nurse walks out.

With a sigh, the young teen approaches to Sakusa, "You alright now? You gave me quite a scare earlier."

"T-that…what is that?" Sakusa points to a strange tub like device.

"Huh? You've never seen a sink before?" the teen replies.

Sakusa shakes his head, "I-is it true that it holds water?"

Geeze, what kind of Hutterite society did he come from, he thought before answering, "Y-Yeah... You could say that. The sink doesn't just hold water. It gets it from the pipes connected to it."

He opens the cabinet below to show him the pipes.

"We only had tubs and wells. Water...was nothing like this…" Sakusa answered.

"I can give you a demonstration if you'd like. It's not much," the teen turns on the faucet for a moment before shutting it.

Sakusa grew fascinated by this device. While he may not have accepted the belief of this town, at least there was some truth about this.

"Kiyoomi…Sakusa," he answered as he decided to share his name despite not realizing what he was doing.

"I'm Wakatoshi Ushijima," the teen lends out his hand. Sakusa was shy for a moment but accepts it after sensing his hand to be pure and clean.

"Are you a haphephobic?" Ushijima asked.

"I don't know. But it's your hand that I trust now. I have no one else to turn to," Sakusa answered, "My family…died by sandstorm."

"You're...like me then. Should have known something was up when I found you by yourself. You're probably like everyone else here. Came here for a new beginning after a tragedy forced you here, right?" Ushijima asked.

"So um…Kiyoomi, right?" he continued, "I...might not be able to contribute much, but...If you have any questions, I can try to answer them to the best of my ability. Whatever you need to know, ask away."

Sakusa sees a pin on his chest, "W-what is that?"

"Oh? This? This is a pin a lot of the volleyball players in town are wearing," Ushijima shows the pin, "Guess you could say it signifies what sport they specialize in. You play? Volleyball, that is?"

"I only know little of it...but never tried," Sakusa answered.

"Maybe when you're feeling better, I can show you the ropes. Uh... I mean, show you how," Ushjima replied.


Some time after…

After being enrolled in the foster care with Ushijima, the latter finally booked some time at one of the volleyball courts just for the two of themselves. Two volleyballs were provided as well as some knee and elbow pads.

"The point of the game is to make sure the ball does not land on your side of the field. Hit it over the net and make it so that the opposition cannot hit it back over. However, the same player cannot hit the ball twice in a row," Ushijima explained.

"How many people do they play on the court?" Sakusa asked.

"For the version we're playing? Six. On the beach, commonly two," he answered.

"Are there...any specific positions I need to know?" Sakusa added.

"There are several positions," Ushijima said, "I for one…am the opposite hitter."

Sakusa casually tosses the ball into the air before letting it land on the ground, "So this is what cannot happen."

"Not when the opponent hits it over to you or your team, no," he nodded.

Sakusa bends down to pick up the ball but felt something weird feeling in his wrists. With a shrug he grabs the ball and shrugs off that weird feeling.

"Is something the matter?" Ushijima asked.

"No, just…curiosity," Sakusa answered, "I want to give this a try."

The two begin their training as Ushijima gave him a basic toss to hit the ball upwards and outwards before practicing it to make it fly over the net properly. At one point, Sakusa could feel his wrists flinging as if they were...

Father said something once...could it be...double-jointed, he thought but that mental note also disturbed him after the fact that his father abused his mother as he almost broke down into tears. The ball lands on his side due to this distraction.

"And that's what happens if your mind is distracted," Ushijima pointed out, "You have to stay focus if you wish to beat your opponent."

The training continues as Sakusa seems to be making more accurate hits over the net and maintaining the ball within the opposite court. This alone was impressive to Ushijima as accuracy was one of his weaker spots. He was known more for power hitting and anything that could come across in the way.

"Hmmmm, not bad, Kiyoomi. What other secrets you got in there I should know about?" Ushijima asked, "Maybe there's more to you than you let on. I don't know what else you're hiding, but I'm sure I'll find a way to make it surface."

"Um…I…I don't know if I can…the jou-journey here…" Sakusa begins.

"Oh, no no! I don't mean anything personal like that! I meant your abilities on the court!" he gasped, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to stumble into that!"

"I don't know what other positions we have in this game. I assume there's a lot to learn," Sakusa answered.

"More than you know. Maybe I should've taken you to see a game first before I had you dive in head first. That way I could tell you what's what as you're seeing it in real time," Ushijima offered.

"Sure thing," Sakusa accepts.

From there, they would train together and play in matches with and even against each other, becoming their own unique friendship and rivalry at once. However, once the exile took place, the two were separated by dark forces beyond their imagination.

Their reunion after the Magic Six Gen 2.0 team settled the score between Volleyball and Basketball would finally realize the potential for each other. A relationship was born…someday…


Present Day, Iwamara Beach, Duniya

During a lovely sunset at the beach, Sakusa and Ushijima were sitting together, staring out at the beach and the ocean beyond the horizon. Despite everything that had happened on Olympia a long time ago, it was at least an opportunity to start over here in this new, yet somewhat foreign world.

A lot has definitely evolved since the Dark Curse, the Resurrection, and the fights against the Infinite Circus. Now, at long last, it was a matter of time before this world will finally get its taste of the Olympics.

"We've been through quite a bit, haven't we?" Ushijima asked lovingly.

"What do you think of the new city? It has a little ring to the past..." Sakusa commented.

"Well, I wouldn't compare it to the old city. Yeah, there's similarities, but it has its own unique charm to it. Let's hope this time there will be no sport segregation," Ushijima nodded.

"I guess some of our community wants to move there too. But I like it here more. It's away from the crowd yet enough people for the necessities," Sakusa revealed.

"We can always commute. If they want to go off on their own, that's fine. I mean, we'd all have to do it eventually," Ushijima shrugged.

Sakusa nodded as he yawned before resting his head on Ushijima's shoulder.

"You tired? Need me to get you anything?" he asked.

"I think the bed will do," Sakusa replied.


Back at the mansion, Kenma, together with Cherry Blossom on some VR game together were confronting a final boss in this round. It was a mix of a fantasy-magical genre with a slight twist of blood and gore from the monster they were confronting.

The health points on him and CB were getting low from fighting this monster and they were running out of healing magic to help themselves. The final boss was indeed vicious but there was a weak spot somewhere…just not as obvious.

"Told you we should have went back and grabbed that, but NO! You insisted on going forward. You insisted, saying we'd be able to take this thing out!" Cherry spoke through Kenma's headset.

"I hear you flapping your gums. You should probably focus more on the spellcasting instead of mouthing off," Kenma answered.

"Oh, bite me! I knew we should have grabbed that box back there! I had what we needed! And instead we're getting gang banged with this cactus dildo without lube!" Cherry growled.

"Quite descriptive. You sound like you know from experience," Kenma remarked with a smirk.

"I'm not going to elaborate that," Cherry answered back.

Kuroo arrives with dinner but sets it on the table quietly while using a special light fixture to signal that dinner is ready whenever he is. From there he returns back downstairs.

"You just did," Kenma smirked, "I guess you do enjoy your time with the gorilla, huh?"

"SHUT IT!" Cherry answered, "FOCUS, DAMMIT!"

"FINE! Let's wrap this bitch up, 'kay?! It's eats time for me," Kenma snarled.

"Guess we stored up enough in the limit break bar. Let's drop this nuke and see where it gets us," Cherry grins.

On three, they use their final attacks to defeat the monster completely before it collapsed to the ground and turns to mush.

"Heh, how about that? It worked!" Kenma smiled.

"Go eat. Now," Cherry answered.

"Yeah, yeah, skate mom," Kenma chuckled.

"Whatever," Cherry shrugged as he disconnected from the VR.

Kenma grabs the plate of food and proceeds downstairs where Kuroo is.

"How did it go?" Kuroo asked.

"Meh, we sucked as usual, but we managed to get through it. Didn't get to see the final score, but I'm sure it was passable," Kenma shrugged.

"Well at least you have found a place of solace. I'm just relieved there's finally peace here too...those swimming guardians really did make a number here," Kuroo said.

"I'm surprised how well the populace is accepting them after all this time they were being labeled as terrorists. Funny how things change when they see how bad their government is, huh?" Kenma winks.

"It was hell too back then...our old home. But that's enough of that. How are your...parents?" Kuroo asked.

"Living their good lives. Retirement and whatnot. Private island. Beach condo. Whole nine yards..." Kenma explained.

"They must be thrilled to be at that stage," Kuroo added.

"They did notice there was a slight difference the other day. Tekela swears they aged a little. Not by much, but they saw something. The new crystals are helping them maintain themselves, that's for sure. It's no Solar Crystal. God only knows how long those two have been alive for," Kenma shrugged.


Meanwhile:
Cherry's new apartment

Cherry shut off his gaming console and headed to the kitchen area as Joe was finally serving food and Shadow was being an otaku moment with magical girl manga.

"Got some pizza here along with some risotto and salad with balsamic vinaigrette dressing as well as a creamy Italian if you prefer. Dessert is Tiramisu'," Joe explained the menu before realizing Cherry was still spaced out, "You alright?"

"I'm okay. You know it takes me some time to cool off after a session with Kenma," the pink-haired man shrugged.

"He's quite a character, huh?" Joe asked.

"He gets in his 'zone', it's like you're dealing with a whole another person," Cherry pushes up his glasses.

"And…are you going to join us for dinner?" Joe turns to a fan-boy Shadow still keeping his nose in the books.

"Come off it! I'm trying to catch up. Been missing out on my stories since the whole fiasco started!" Shadow grumbled.

"Now where is your imagination taking to this time?" Joe sighed.

"Please. Like you'd care!" Shadow sticks out his tongue.

"We already know you like the girly stuff. What high school dance are Serena and Darien missing this time?" Cherry smirks behind his fan.

"THAT WAS CRAPPY AEUROPA DUBBING! NOT THEIR REAL NAMES OR PLOT!" Shadow shouted angrily.

"Sounds like a soap opera to me," Joe shrugged.

"I'm sure Zoey and Mark can have their animal rights rally after you eat," Cherry winks.

"Wrong series! AND THEIR NAMES ARE ICHIGO AND MASAYA DAMMIT!" Shadow cried out with a blush.

"Well, aren't you going to add anything else to that?" Joe asked.

"Yeah, subs over dubs," Shadow grumbled.


At the "New Dope Sketch"

Oka lied down on the bed with Shadow as he was listening to this crazy story. He replied, "So you ended up telling them?"

"Yes…" Shadow sighed sadly.

"No shame in what you like...I guess those magical girls...and the swimming guardians really put you in a two-for-two, huh?" Oka smiled.

"What can I say? Gotta love the flashy designs, magic… everything. Growing up, I was forced to watch so much wrestling stuff and those big boys. However, I wanted to combine both of these styles…with the make up and my own arsenal," he revealed.

Oka makes a kiss on his lover's lips, calming him down.

"Thanks," Shadow smiled.

"Hopefully soon, we can show the world our talent. I know you said the kids were going to be the first ones to do so...this time around," Oka answered.

"Let them have their time on top. It'll make it all the sweeter when I knock them down and take the top prize! Hee hee hee!" Shadow smirked.

"Oh dear..." Oka makes a nervous sweat drop, "I guess the inner bad boy is hungry now, huh?"

"Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. Wanna find out?" Shadow winks.

They both shared another passionate kiss and keeping their bodies warm and erotic together. Shadow rolled over on top of Oka to look at his partner in full view, top to bottom.

"To think, the last time we were like this could very well have been the last time. I'm glad it wasn't," Shadow answered.

"Same. It's a new world out there...maybe someday we should explore it all...even beyond the city," he agreed.

"What are we waiting for, huh? We should totally do that!" Shadow's face lit up.

"Oh, we most certainly will..." Oka agreed as he pulled him down for a kiss, "But let's make tonight to ourselves."

"If you say so. I won't go easy on you like last time," Shadow winked.

"Just make it as rough as you want," Oka smirked softly.


Days Later

Albert was sitting at the beach area with a concerned Oikawa after hearing what was happening to the former. Since Rasputin's departure, Oikawa has taken the ownership of the motorcycle and obtained his license rather quickly.

He used it to travel back and forth from Neo Sportsbrooke to Iwamara a lot, enabling him to move around more often. With the phone call from the other day, he wasted no time to get back to this side of the world as soon as possible.

Finally, after settling in with the help of Ushijima and Sakusa, Oikawa finds the way to his cousin thanks to the San Juan Tropic crystal and Alber's new Suiei Heart crystal. Albert was sitting alone at the Iwamara beach area between the grass and the sands.

"A-Albert!?" Oikawa shouted.

The taller, white-blond man turned to see him as his eyes widen a little in shock. He lowered head to back away from him.

"I heard what happened with your swimming? What all was going on, Albert? Are you okay?" Oikawa asked.

Albert said nothing.

Oikawa sighed, "It's okay, Albert. You're not in trouble. I just want to know what all happened so I can better understand what's wrong. If I can help in anyway."

"I...I might endanger you if you get too close," he replied as his hand was trembling.

"Hey. Don't talk like that," Oikawa reaches for his hand, "You'll be okay…"

"COUSIN! NO!" Albert panics as his eyes glow violently purple as a blast of electrical magic throws himself back. He crashed hard on the sands with some bleeding behind his head.

"Oh my god!" Oikawa panicked, calling for the emergency but before he could dial, Natsuya and Nao appeared as they have sensed through their crystals after keeping an eye on him for the last handful of days at the clinic.

"Another episode, huh?" Natsuya muttered.

"Now's not the time for that. We better get him to the medical bay immediately!" Nao gets into action.

"We need to seal him first so we don't set him off any more magic," Natsuya takes out his crystal.

"What's going on? What's happening to him? What are you going to do?" Oikawa panicked.

"Don't fear, Tooru. We know what we're doing," Nao calms him.

The two swimming guardians used their crystals to set Albert asleep while creating a 'water seal-gel' around his body (save his face for breathing) in order to grab hold of him without facing any backfire of magic. The trio (along with Oikawa) got back to the ISW as quickly as possible before reinstating him to a medic bed.

"I can't believe he was willing to go out after a few days, he should've stayed in longer," Natsuya grumbled.

"You know how he'll get if we don't let him leave for a while," Nao sighed, "But I guess we have no choice…"

"Stop right there. You're not doing anything until you tell me what really happened. What's going on?!" Oikawa demands.

"I suppose there's a bit of a catch up," Natsuya looks at Nao in conceding to tell Oikawa the truth.

"Trust me. We weren't going to hold this back from you," Nao nodded.


Back in Neo Sportsbrooke

In the middle of his break from practice, Kourai arrives at the Crystal Coffee & Sweets, ordering the usual blended drink of café and match mixed, unsweetened. He sits by the window to watch the people passing by the day.

Normally he would be here with Atsumu, Shouyou, or even Ushijima and Sakusa. However, the former two were beginning to prepare for their eventual wedding day and the other two were still wanting to stay in Iwamara.

I know it's nice to be on teams and what not but...lately, I just...feel so left out. Ever since being reborn and on my own without my mom and brother, growing in this world's foster care was almost as bad as the original one back on Olympia, he thought, taking a sip.

A brunette-haired man of great muscle walks in, heading to the counter to order his drink. Kourai turned his head a moment but could only see this man's back. With a shrug, he resumed his drink in silence, minding to his own misery.

The brunette noticed that he was being watched for that split moment. Curious, he walks over to the white-haired young adult.

"Can I help you with something?" the brunette asked.

Kourai turns sharply to his zone mode but stops as he saw the athletic build on this man before him.

That built...is he an athlete of some kind, Kourai thought before answering, "Um, I'm sorry if I distracted you."

Kourai's eyes were drawn to those muscles as the brunette snaps his fingers back to reality, "Heya, kid, focus back to me, alright?"

"U-uh yeah, sorry," Kourai blushed.

"That's a little better. Mind telling me why you're ogling me like a piece of meat? Or should I assume that's how you greet people normally?" the man asked.

"I didn't even see you come into the store. I get tunneled vision when I sit here," Kourai shrugged, slightly annoyed, "Thankfully this town has a better view to look at nowadays."

"Right. Well, guess we have the guardians to thank for that, don't we?" the brunette continued.

"Heh, I suppose so. Truly a one of a kind. Seeing you really well built there, I suppose you take good care of your health. You workout? Or play a sport?" Kourai asked.

"When you're in a moving service, you tend to build a few extra muscles," the brunette shrugged.

"Ah, fascinating. Moving all those furniture and the like. Well...I guess I'll make the initiative...Kourai Hoshiumi," he introduced himself.

"Sachiro Hirugami," the brunette answered.

"You want to sit here?" Kourai asked.

"Well aren't you one for picking up strangers that easily," Sachiro commented before sitting down.

"Back where I am from, it's all I was surrounded with. I may have had a brother, a sister, and a mother but that was...a time ago," Kourai answered before taking another sip.

"Heh. Well then. You picked my brain. My turn to do the same. Tell me about yourself. You from around here?" Sachiro asked.

"Think you can handle me? Some stuff what you're about to hear...might sound...unreal," Kourai warns him.

With a smirk, Sachiro points to the outside, "Well…you call this normal?"

"Alright fine. I'm not native to this world...I came here maybe over a year...or two ago. It's hard to keep track of time from different realities," Kourai begins his tale.

"Eh?" Sachiro grew somewhat curious.

"Ironically enough, this town's name of Sportsbrooke was a name of another Sportsbrooke which I was from. Apparently, one of the guardians wanted to rename Sportsbrooke in honor of its legacy...well...sort of," Kourai continued, "The Original Sportsbrooke had its hell and high water after it grew in size and politics. But like this world, a version of the Swimming Guardians helped the town back to its golden era."

"Interesting…" Sachiro muttered as he took his sip.

"We had all kinds of sports you could imagine…basketball, tennis, bicycling, parkour, even volleyball…" Kourai continues.

"V-volley…" Sachiro starts to tense up a little.

Kourai noticed something off, "D-did I say something wrong?"

"I…think I should get going. You probably shouldn't be around someone like me anyway..." Sachiro starts to finish his drink quickly.

"U-um...is everything okay?" Kourai asked.

"Can we...not talk about that?" Sachiro stutters.

"T-talk about what? I-I mean, if I spoke too much, I-I'm sorry...maybe, I should ask you some questions too?" Kourai tries to keep the conversation going.

"As long as we don't talk about that, fine," Sachiro answers.

"I...I don't understand? What subject are we talking about?" Kourai asked.

"Don't make me say it, please," Sachiro silently grips on the cup.

Without realizing it, Kourai grabs Sachrio's grip, "Hey don't damage your…drink."

His heart sends warm visions of Iwamara into Sachiro's heart, bringing an interest to him. Wondering where this place was at, he finally relaxes his tense muscles.

"I-it's warm…being stuck in this city for so long.. hard to imagine there was anything else outside the walls," Sachiro muttered.

He's in pain, and did my own magic…reach to him, Kourai thought.

"But the Guardians proved otherwise. That the world out there is meant to be explored. We aren't meant to be trapped like birds in a cage," Sachiro continued mentally on his inner dialogue.

"Sachiro," Kourai brings him back to reality, "Do you want to meet them…the Guardians?"

"Y-you know them?" Sachiro looks at him.

"My home is among them...in Iwamara. Well, I am planning a second home here too but…" Kourai begins.

"Take me over there! I need to get out of this town!" Sachiro rests his hands on Kourai's shoulders.

"Sure…just…pack up everything you need alright?" Kourai asked.

Damn, that was quick, the white-haired man thought, but I need to know what bothered him too. Maybe the Guardians can help whatever is ailing him.


Flashback: The Past (Gen 2.0)
Kourai Flashback/Origin Story - Part 1:

Asa and Natsuki fled from their beach village of Napai as the waters began to recede back very unusually. The city of Atlantis was already in ruins with the population gone missing and the royal families assumed to be dead. Asa was nearly due for her third child as she tried not to run too hard, but they finally found themselves a carriage to get onto during the chaos.

"Father, what's happening?" Hiromichi panicked, as she and her brother Akitomo got in after the mother.

"Time is running out…the fear of what the world may becoming to an end…" Natsuki answered before getting on a horse to pull its reins, "EYAHH!"

With a map given to him by the Dark One prior to this horrific day, they were instructed to head to the Great Redrock River that lies the boundary of the desert and the grassland. By arriving there hours later, they realized they weren't the only ones waiting for some magical portal or some weird sign to send them.

A great population of people from different cities and cultures waited in a designed area crafted by Theagenes.

So many innocent lives, Natsuki thought, are we really going to have a better life whatever this monster says he will provide?

Theagenes makes his appearance after a puff of dark smoke, "Good evening…fellow Olympians. Your time has come to start over at last…you will be taken to a future of this world…be warned, for it may not look promising at first but your knowledge and working together will be the key to survival."

Some of the people protested to ask questions but the days turn to nights, followed by a rapid spin of the world, knocking people into a slumber for mere seconds before finally…

A hot, scorched desert appeared before them. In the skies, two moon-like satellites were barely noticeable. The people were confused and began to argue on each other but then they saw what looked like a city under construction.

Asa began to panic as she felt her body starting to enter labor on the third child. One of the travelers happened to be a doctor so she assisted on the family with a couple of nurses who volunteered to assist till they made it to the city.

The mother held her newborn close to her breast in joy as the siblings were amazed to see their newest member of the family born.

"That great light from before that brought us here…I'll name him Kourai," Asa breathed as she smiled on that name for the youngest son.

Time would pass on as Akitomo and Hiromichi would be enrolled in whatever the academics were in Sportsbrooke. Kourai was already set for daycare before entering into kindergarten.

Akitomo grew an interest in basketball while Hiromichi wanted to study the arts. However, there was limited resources for her in this specialty while basketball was nearly unlimited (or so to say). This shattered world was bizarre and foreign with Sportsbrooke being the one of the only known major locations viable for life on this planet.

One day, Kourai saw what looked like an ad for "Volleyball's Greatest Legend: The Small Giant" on display from a newspaper. While he may not know enough on words and sentences, he was certainly drawn to the pictures of the mysterious man.


Several Years Later

"So are you going to join me on the basketball?" Akitomo asked one evening as the family was eating dinner together.

"I…don't know," Kourai answered, "It's a fun sport sure but…it's too much running around for my liking."

"Well, it does help with the cardio," Akitomo replied, "I never thought running would be that good."

"You can always do art and painting too," Hiromichi offered her ideas.

"Kids, leave your brother alone," Natsuki calmed the two down, "He will come up with his own dream."

Akitomo grunted while Hiromichi shrugged. Kourai finished his meal quickly before leaving to his room. Asa called him back, but he ignored her, looking out from the apartment window to see the stars glimmering in the skies.

He held the newspaper photo he saved from years ago. He wanted to see if this sport existed and wanted to try it if it does…

Finally, after getting accepted into the training for Volleyball, he starts to learn the basic skills from Ushijima, Sakusa, the Miya Twins, and more friends. He had never met such an eager group who shared this unique sport.

"Does anyone know who the Small Giant is?" Kourai asked to Ushijima and Bokuto one day.

"Say whooo?" Bokuto turned his head.

"He's talking about the Small Giant you idiot," Ushijima turns the head back.

"Ohhhh! Yes, that Legendary…" Bokuto grinned before Kuroo kept his mouth shut.

"We don't know where the Small Giant is personally but…there is a rumor that he had two children," Kuroo added.

"Oh?" Kourai asked.

Before they could answer, the Karasuno group arrived as Kourai saw Shouyou walking with Tobio. He noticed the former was nearly his own height.

Kourai rushed up to Shouyou and grabbed him by the hands rapidly, "A-Are you the same height as me?!"

"Uhhhh, who are you?" Tobio asked.

"I never met someone of similar height," Shouyou answered, "But come to think of it…we both are pretty short."

"Let's play a match sometime, alright? I'm Kourai Hoshiumi!" the white-haired teammate smiled.

"Shouyou Hinata," the red-haired smiled with a grin.

"Alright, let's save the chat for later," Tobio leads Shouyou out of the way.


Years Later, the Volleyball Exile

As chaos erupted in Sportsbrooke, several police now under the influence of Akashi were sent to make sure that the rest of friends and family of the volleyball players were to be either exiled or death.

The Hoshiumi family quickly gathered their things like before as they could hear glass breakage, fires erupting, and people shouting and panicking with terror.

"Dammit! This is why…" Akitomo clenches his fist before looking at Kourai, "Y-you…betrayed our family!"

"W-what?!" Kourai gasped.

"BECAUSE OF YOU, OUR RIGHTS HAVE BEEN STRIPPED!" he shouted, pushing Kourai down on the floor.

"AKITOMO STOP IT!" Hiromichi cried out.

"Are you going to take his side too?" he narrowed his eyes.

"This isn't the time for politics!" she growled, "We have to escape now before…"

They heard gunshots nearby followed by loud footsteps. Before Kourai's eyes, the two siblings were shot down right before his eyes. As the police readied their gun onto Kourai, time suddenly stopped as Theagenes walked in.

"Y-you…" Kourai narrowed his eyes, "YOU KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN, DIDN'T YOU!"

"I did not predict this event at all," Theagenes answered, "As the Darkness that I am…even the powers are limited."

"YOU'RE LYING!" he shouted before looking at his dead siblings, his heart raced with rage, sadness, disbelief, and terror all at once. It was no doubt his parents were shot down too.

"You are still useful for Volleyball," Theagenes answered, "But I think it's time that you could use a nap…elsewhere…"

Before Kourai could protest, the Dark One cast him asleep before taking him over to a different location where any survivors of the Volleyball would be sent to in these bizarre condo homes while wiping their memories clean of the sport and their relations to those who were exiled.


Great Seagull Condo

Kourai opened his eyes and found himself in a much larger bedroom. He got up quickly, realizing that some unknown time has indeed passed and needed to figure out what went down. Oddly enough, he found a well stack of clothes to wear and food readily available in the fridge.

I have to figure out where the hell am I, he thought, this isn't over…Dark One.

He gets outside and sees himself in a neighborhood with houses looking too much alike as if he was in some gated community of some kind. There were several trees, rocks, natural environments like the desert itself. He started to walk for a bit when he saw…

"Atsumu! Osamu! Oh thank god you both are okay!" he greeted them.

"Umm…who are you?" Osamu asked.

"W-what…?" Kourai gasped softly, "It's me…Kourai Hoshiumi!"

"Well pleased to meet you there, Hoshi-san," Atsumu answered.

"You're both doing yardwork?" Kourai asked.

"It's what we've been doing," Osamu replied, "The HOA is going to have an inspection. If I were you, I'd better get that front lawn trimmed down too."

W-what the hell is this madness, Kourai thought before answering, "R-right…I must have overslept then."

With that, he takes off, plotting a way to get behind this exile and this strange community that he was now living in.

First our sport is ostracized and now we're living in a false life without memories, Kourai thought, this is a nightmare beyond words. I must have not gotten the mind wipe from the Dark One…unless this was his plan in the first place.


Present Day: Iwamara

The two finally arrive in the evening as the city lights were lit and lively with people hanging out at the plazas, eating delicious food, almost as if a festival was happening here. Sachiro tried his hardest to contain the excitement, but he was in awe and fascination by the different culture here in this town. Kourai could see a rare smile from him as he too, could feel his heart feeling excitement and joy.

Since his life was so ordinary, dull, and boring, aside from volleyball, now he has a friend...or maybe more than that?

But this person in his life was definitely going to be a test.

"Oh! Look at those! Those look amazing! What exactly are these?" Sachiro pointed out some of the food at this particular booth.

"Those are the Shumai dumplings...they are filled with rice and meat, some with green onion, and vegetable," Kourai explained.

"How could Aeuropa not have something like this? This is a crime!" he laughed.

"Well, I'm sure it'll be brought to Neo Sportsbrooke. One of my friends could try out this recipe if you want more of them," Kourai smiled, "I'll purchase them for you."

After paying for the dumplings, Sachiro received the bag and thanked him before they decided to head to Kourai's apartment. It was already getting late in the evening at this time.

Kourai brings him back to his place which is a few blocks away from the Iwamara Swim World. It is an apartment complex but has luxurious, new, fresh designs with a twist of tropical as the location is minutes away from the beach.

"Home sweet home," Kourai sighs in relief.

"Oh my goodness! Look at this place! Untouchable…wow…" Sachiro was amazed by the countertops and the appliances.

"Well, it was built over a year ago or so...so it's all still clean for now hehe," he grins while grabbing his protein drink and sitting on the highchair off the bar counter, "There's plenty of room here to sit unless you prefer the table."

"Now that we're here...What shall we do? Are you still going to pick my brain?" Sachiro asks as he sits down next to him and thanking for the meal.

"I was going to look at the schedule for tomorrow for the Swimming Guardians. Normally they train 5 - 6 days a week. But if you still want me to be nosy, by all means," Kourai answered.

"Six days? Wow. They don't skip a beat," Sachiro's eyes widened a little.

"They swim 4 days, do outside workout for another day and a special day for either magical training or whatever they wish to focus on. But since the Olympics are approaching, well...they're trying to make it more adaptive for them without burnouts," Kourai explained.

"Right…the Olympics. That...must be nice," Sachiro's head lowered a little.

"Something is bothering you…" Kourai looks at him, "I don't want to peek into your business…but you don't deserve to be miserable."

"No…you're right. I know you've done all the talking," Sachiro sighed, "Listen, I'll try to talk about some things too but if I get too uncomfortable, we will stop there, alright?"

"Deal," Kourai answered.

"So now, you ask me," Sachiro begins.

"Well, for one…were you ever on a team of some kind?" Kourai asked.

"Yeah…" he answered.

"Did some accident happened or a fallout led you to walk away?" Kourai added the question.

"I don't quite remember…just bits and pieces. I feel like I am avoiding the subject for so long but if I do try to pursuit it, I feel it will make the rift bigger between myself and…my former teammates.

"As if they blamed me for being 'cursed' or something to that nature. I often wonder... What about me caused this? Was I that horrible a person? A bad player?

"I just..."

Kourai rests his hand on Sachiro's for comfort as the latter answered, "That's why I froze when you said the sport…even I can't say it."

He starts to suspect something, "Wait a second...you don't mean...you...were cursed like us? But that doesn't add up...if you were native to this world..."

"Huh? What do you mean...? What curse?" Sachiro asked.

"This is going to sound weird but...you don't have a piece of Chernobyl inside of you?" Kourai questioned.

"What the…? Chernobyl, what is that?" he tilts his head.

"As I figured, you don't know. But I guess now I'll have to reveal more about...our kind," Kourai sighed as he starts the tale from the beginning.

After 20 minutes or so of talking about Olympia Magna, the magic, the sports, the curses, the exile of Volleyball and more…it was all making more sense. He continues the story with the formation of Sportsbrooke, the corruption of politics behind the leaders of each sports person, and the exile of the volleyball teams and punishment for their non-existent crimes.

The truth was all behind in this 'part of the Dark One/Chaos' entity named Chernobyl whose power turns out to be the other half of the Solar Crystal, thus creating the Chaomos Crystal.

Each time the word Volleyball was used, Sachiro would almost feel dead, thus Kourai finally realized it was the sport of his past.

Kourai finally drinks a bottle of water to catch his breath, "I...I can't believe...this. You...were like us. You actually played it too."

"I'm sorry if this is too much," Sachiro answered, "I should get going…"

Kourai stops him, "No. You just got here to town and I'm not letting you go in the dark like that. If you want to resolve the past, I am more than willing to help. You don't have to rejoin the sport but...I will admit, I would love it someday if you and I could be on the court together.

"I'm not sure what your position was but...again, if it bothers you so much, I won't force you to rejoin."

"…Fine. I'll stay here, for now, until I get my memories back," Sachiro accepts the deal, "Then when that's done, I'll return to my town."

~Who Needs Memories 3 END~