Kuroba Hayato

On a sunny Sunday, a clean-cut, black-haired boy leaned against the iron gate of a two-story detached house belonging to the Kuroba family, waiting for the moving company under the midday sun.

Despite his delicate features, the boy's developed muscles and height, well over 1.9 meters, gave him an intimidating presence. A bandage wrapped around his forehead made him look even more like a delinquent fresh from a fight.

The boy idly played with his phone, exuding an aura that warned others to keep their distance. Just then, a girl emerged from the house to his left. She appeared to be around 1.6 meters tall, with beautiful shoulder-length black hair and a small beauty mark below the left corner of her mouth. She wore pink-rimmed glasses perched on her small nose, but her lively eyes were not obscured by them, instead revealing an intellectual spark.

Her attire, however, was quite plain, a simple tracksuit covering her entire body, wasting her good figure.

The boy merely glanced at her and then looked away. They didn't know each other, and staring would be extremely rude.

The girl was startled by the sudden appearance of a giant over 1.9 meters tall at her doorstep. She instinctively squinted and walked over to the boy, staring at his face.

Being stared at like that, the boy couldn't continue looking at his phone and had to shift his gaze to the girl.

"Um? Is something wrong? I'm not some suspicious character..."

Before he could finish, the girl seemed to have an epiphany, clenching her fist and hitting her other palm.

"Could it be, you're Hayato?!"

Surprised to be called by name, the boy looked at the girl who had just spoken his name. A name suddenly popped into his mind.

"Kiyoko-senpai?"

"Ah, it really is you! Long time no see. Didn't you go to Tokyo with Uncle Koichi after you graduated from elementary school?"

The girl called Kiyoko-senpai was referring to the boy's father, Kuroba Koichi. Since his wife tragically passed away while giving birth to Hayato, he had worked hard to raise Hayato alone.

Before leaving this town, Hayato and Kiyoko-senpai, who lived next door and was a year older than him, were childhood sweethearts until elementary school graduation. Due to a job transfer, Koichi then took the young Hayato away to Tokyo.

"Ah, it was another job transfer. Dad's going abroad, and I just got injured. Plus, I'm not really interested in going abroad, so I discussed it with Dad and decided to return to our hometown to continue my studies at Karasuno High here."

Hayato explained, gesturing to the bandage on his forehead. As if recalling past events, a faint smile touched his usually delicate features.

"Ah, what a coincidence, I'm also at Karasuno High."

"Really? Then please take care of me, Senpai~"

"Don't joke around. Ah, right, I'm the manager of the volleyball club now. With your height, do you want to play volleyball?"

Kiyoko gently smiled as she playfully swatted Hayato's extended "Senpai" and then stood on her tiptoes to gauge his height. The difference between them was still significant.

Hayato was taken aback by the sudden question, then chuckled.

"Sure, if Kiyoko-senpai is asking, I'll come visit the volleyball club after I finish my transfer procedures."

Just then, a moving company truck pulled up and stopped in front of the Kuroba residence. The window rolled down, and a middle-aged man wearing a hat looked at Hayato.

"Hello, are you Mr. Kuroba Hayato? I'm Takeshita from Seining Transportation. Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Ah, yes, that's me. It's fine, I haven't been waiting long. Can you start moving things in now?"

Hayato waved his hand dismissively. Then, with the help of the moving company and Kiyoko, all four or five boxes were moved to the entrance. Since the house had been unoccupied for a long time, a thick layer of dust covered the wooden floor of the entryway. Looking at the house that needed a thorough cleaning, Hayato sighed heavily. Could he really finish cleaning today?

"Looks like a big cleanup is needed. Is the water and electricity connected?"

"Yeah, I took care of it before I came back. It should work as long as there are no faults. Sorry, Kiyoko-senpai, for bothering you with this."

Hayato scratched his head apologetically.

"It's nothing. Go get some water, I'll help you."

"Huh? Kiyoko-senpai, didn't you have something to do? It's already a bother for you to help me move boxes, how can I let you help with the cleaning too?"

Hearing Kiyoko offer to help, Hayato quickly tried to stop her, but she casually patted his arm.

"It's fine. I was just going to the bookstore to buy a reference book, I can do that anytime. But for you, if you don't finish cleaning today, you won't be able to live here."

"Then I'll be counting on you, Kiyoko-senpai."

After Kiyoko returned home to get cleaning supplies, they started together. First, they put away the dust covers on the furniture. After confirming the water and electricity were working, they connected the water and began cleaning.

"I really didn't expect Kiyoko-senpai to still be living here. I thought you guys had moved away long ago."

While cleaning, Hayato chatted with Kiyoko as he knelt on the living room floor, wiping it with a rag.

"No, the sign at my house hasn't changed. You definitely didn't look when you arrived."

"Hehe, I guess I didn't notice. It was just too hot at noon, and my attention was elsewhere."

"Yes, yes, you've always been so careless since you were little," Kiyoko said, wearing an apron and tidying the stove without looking back.

Chatting as they cleaned made the work less tedious, but it did reduce their efficiency. However, they still managed to clean the living room, bathroom, and Hayato's room before dinner. Both of them were starving after working all afternoon, so at Kiyoko's invitation, Hayato went to her house for a hearty dinner.

Kiyoko's parents, who hadn't seen Hayato in a long time, were very emotional. They never expected the little shadow who used to follow Kiyoko around to have grown into this.

After bidding farewell to his aunt and uncle, who tried to get him to stay longer, Hayato returned to his own home. Before he left, Kiyoko reminded him that they would go to school together tomorrow morning, and she would take him to the teacher to handle the transfer procedures.

Back home, lying on his bed, Hayato stared silently at the ceiling.

"Karasuno High. When I heard the name of my transfer school, I should have known. This is the world of Haikyuu!!"

That's right, the boy named Kuroba Hayato wasn't his real self. He had been replaced by Su Yun, a descendant of Yanhuang. He was the captain of the provincial volleyball team who unexpectedly transmigrated into Kuroba Hayato, who had been in a similar car accident.

It had been half a month since he was injured. He thought he would just live on like this, but he never expected it to be the world of Haikyuu!!

"Kiyoko Shimizu. She's my childhood friend. I wonder what Tanaka and Nishinoya would think if they knew."

Thinking this, Hayato laughed happily. Then he raised his arm and clenched his fist towards the ceiling.

"Since I've come to this world, I won't just be idle anymore. Karasuno High, this time, we will definitely soar at the National Championship. The championship will be mine, no, it will be ours."

With a new goal in sight, Hayato's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He couldn't wait to meet the other members of the volleyball club. This time, they wouldn't fall in the quarterfinals. This time, even if Hinata caught a cold, he would be there. This time, everything would be different.