Major League System

Chapter 880: Reality (2)

The gaunt figure of his past self was laying silently on the hospital bed, a feeding tube inserted through his nose. There was an IV and various other bits of equipment on his body, painting a grim sight.

Ken tried to close his eyes, but for some reason he could not. In fact, he was dragged closer to the comatose version of himself, not even allowing him to look away from the sight.

"This is you… Well, us I guess." The figure said, his tone lacking the madness from earlier. "After you overdosed, you entered a coma. If it wasn't for your best friend finding you that night, you would have died."

"Best friend? You mean Daichi?" Ken muttered in disbelief.

The night that he had overdosed, Daichi had won the NPB Championship with the Hanshin Tigers. Why would he have come to see Ken? Especially when all he'd done was push him away ever since getting injured back then.

The figure did not reply. With a wave of his hand, the surroundings began to change briefly. It was now during the day and the sun crept in through the window.

At the foot of his hospital bed, a figure with wide shoulders sat on a chair.

"Why Ken? Why didn't you just talk to me…" The figure's shoulders trembled and tears began to fall from his face onto the blankets below.

"Weren't we best friends? How could you do such a thing to yourself… Damn it!"