Major League System

Chapter 881: Shocking News (1)

"I was so scared…"

Ai's muffled voice spoke out from his chest. Her body was trembling as she hugged Ken tightly, as if not wanting to let go.

"It's okay now." Ken said, rubbing her back gently.

"You wouldn't wake up no matter what I did… I almost called the ambulance."

"It's okay… I won't leave you." He reassured her.

The two laid like this for a long time until Ken heard Ai's rhythmic breathing upon his chest. She had fallen asleep, likely exhausted after the scary situation.

Ken did not know how long he'd slept for, but he was not tired anymore. Being extra careful, he rolled Ai onto the bed gently and placed a kiss on her forehead. Even in sleep, she looked worried.

He searched his pockets and found his phone, checking the time. It was around 10pm, which meant he was probably asleep for around an hour at most.

Letting out a sigh, he slowly swung his legs off the bed and walked to the bathroom of the hotel. He turned on the water in the sink and washed his face, its cool temperature waking him up a little.

'Something is wrong…' he thought.

This didn't feel like a dream at all. The world still operated as intended and at no point did anything seem unrealistic, not even once. He had gone through hardships, injuries and losses, nothing seemed out of place.

'If this was a dream, then the world should only operate on my understanding of it…' He thought silently.

Before this life, he never knew about the pathway to the Majors, nor the economics he'd studied at Columbia. So how could it be a dream?

'Wait… If I truly am in a dream, and everything I experienced is just my imagination… Then why was Tetsuhiro there?' Ken's body froze as this realization struck him.

Back then when he was being shown Daichi, Tetsuhiro had appeared to collect him. This could mean one of two things. Either what Ken had experienced in that hospital room was another dream… Or he was living in an alternate reality.

For a moment, hope surged in his heart. However, he quickly pushed it down. Ken didn't have enough information to make a proper guess just yet, but he much preferred this outcome.

'Mika… I think it's time that you and I had a chat.'

Ken was over feeling this way. It felt like he was dancing on a knife's edge. A single misstep would be all it took to destroy him. Only one person could give him the answers he was seeking.

[Yes, I believe it is time.]

Mika's voice was no longer monotonous, but Ken still felt some annoyance after hearing how impassive she sounded. It almost felt like she didn't care about his feelings, which irked him.

'First of all, is this life I'm living just a dream?'

[Do you wish it to be a dream, Ken?]

'What kind of question is that? Of course I don't. I want this to be real!' Ken shouted in his mind. 'I don't want to go back to that time… I don't want to lose anyone… I don't want to be alone.'

Ken began to breathe harshly, clutching his chest.

[Interesting.]