In my previous life, I ran very fast. But I turned down an offer from the track team because I wanted to play ball. But football has no future in this country. My family said, as long as it's a ball game, it's fine, right? So I joined the women's volleyball team.
In this life, I was reincarnated as a boy, named Chikiri Shouma. My hobby is football, but I am the first-year deputy attacker of the Inarizaki volleyball team. Relying on my volleyball experience in my previous life, I successfully won the national championship with my teammates. They call me a genius, but I know that I am just a despicable person who got lucky enough to sneak into the monster's feast with the extra decades.
The night I won the championship, a system caught up with me.
"So, as long as I become the beautiful and powerful person you call me, I will be able to acquire football-related talents?"
[Insert a piece of news. Chinatown was attacked by gangsters this afternoon. A young man stepped forward and controlled the gangster in time. However, the boy suffered a serious hand injury. It is understood that the boy is still a first-year member of the Inarizaki volleyball team...]
"There is no need to feel sad for me. I can still play football without my hand." The pink-haired boy waved his arms to his teammates and stepped into the door of the blue prison resolutely.
Purpose: to make up for regrets