Haikyuu!!: The Disaster of Gamers

Winter break is like a forced-start holiday event instance; whether you like it or not, the time will teleport you in.

For the Karasuno High School volleyball team, which had just suffered a crushing defeat, this holiday came at a bad time, or perhaps it was just right. Everyone needed some time to lick their wounds, or, like Rikuin, simply to escape the sea of ​​suffering called "training."

On the way to the airport, Lu Ren remained in a subtle silence.

Sitting next to him, Qingze Yazhi held two passports in her hands, glancing at him every now and then out of the corner of her eye. Her gaze held a hint of mockery, as if she were looking at a cat about to be spayed.

"Scared?" She leaned closer, her voice low.

Lu Ren turned his head to look out the window at the rapidly receding Japanese streets: "Are you kidding me? Who am I? You think I'm afraid?"

"Then why are you shaking?"

"That's engine resonance before takeoff," Lu Ren insisted, "It's common sense in physics."

He was just scared.

As the saying goes, one feels apprehensive upon returning home. Although Lu Ren was a transmigrator, the genes and memories within him were genuine. Having spent so much time in Japan, the thought of suddenly returning to that place filled with the aroma of hot pot and the clatter of mahjong tiles felt like facing a completely unfamiliar boss.

After a flight of more than ten hours, plus a layover, it was already dark when we landed at the airport.

As soon as he stepped out of the arrival hall, Lu Jianguo slammed his suitcase on the ground, took off his sunglasses, and took a deep breath.

Lu Xin followed closely behind, also opening her arms as if embracing the air.

Watching the couple's actions, Lu Ren's body reacted faster than his brain, and he subconsciously took a deep breath.

"hiss--"

The three people made that sound at the same time.

The air lacked the fresh scent of grass and trees; instead, it was filled with a pungent, overpowering aroma of chili oil that instantly made your mouth water. You could even smell the aroma of beef tallow wafting from a hot pot restaurant in the distance.

"That's right." Lu Jianguo patted his belly, looking utterly delighted. "This is a place fit for humans. Japan's food is so bland and tasteless, it's like your mouth is going to burst with staleness."

Lu Ren rubbed his nose, and that familiar tingling sensation instantly awakened his dormant DNA.

Qingze Yazhi silently pulled her suitcase three meters to the side, pretending not to know the three people who were "doing drugs" together at the airport entrance.

"Over here! Over here!"

A shout came from afar.

A young man wearing a down jacket and with a buzz cut was waving his hand and holding a sign that read "Lu Jianguo".

Upon seeing the man, Lu Jianguo immediately broke into a smile and strode over, saying, "Oh, thank you for your hard work, coming to pick me up so late."

The man looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, quite handsome, but with a slightly goofy smile. He took the luggage, his gaze falling on Lu Ren. He paused for a moment, then tentatively called out, "This is... Uncle Yao?"

Lu Ren was drinking water and almost choked to death.

Uncle Yao?

He stared at the man who was clearly a full twelve years older than him, and his mind went blank.

What generational ranking is this?

Lu Jianguo slapped Lu Ren on the back, almost making him vomit blood: "Say hello! What are you standing there for? This is your nephew, Lu De. He even held you when you were little, although he was only a few years old then."

Lu Ren opened his mouth, but the word "nephew" rolled around in his throat and he couldn't utter it.

It's so jarring.

It's like you're in the newbie village and suddenly a max-level player comes over and calls you grandpa. How are you supposed to play the game then?

"Oh dear, Uncle, don't make things difficult for him." Lu De, ever the friendly one, chuckled and came to Lu Ren's rescue. "Uncle is still a high school student, he's easily embarrassed. Come on, come on, the car's outside, it's freezing."

The group walked towards the parking lot.

Lu De was helping to move the luggage when he suddenly saw Qingze Yazhi standing behind Lu Ren.

Today, the girl was wearing a beige duffle coat with polka dots and a red scarf. Standing among a group of drab travelers, she stood out as if she had a special effect of being highlighted.

"Who is this...?" Lu De was stunned.

Lu Xin walked over, affectionately took Qingze Yazhi's arm, raised her chin, and said in a Versailles-style boastful tone: "It's nothing, this is my daughter-in-law."

Clang.

Lu De's suitcase bumped into the trunk lid.

His eyes widened, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Lu Ren and Qingze Yazhi.

Lu Rencai is in the first year of high school, right?

He brought his girlfriend home to meet his parents in his first year of high school? And at that level?

He looked at his own situation as a 26-year-old single dog still being rejected in the dating market, and then looked at his "Uncle" who was only 16 but already a winner in life. He suddenly felt that the world was full of malice.

"Um..." Lu Ren stammered, turning his head to look at the streetlight. "Don't listen to my mom's nonsense, it's just... that..."

"What are you doing?" Kiyosawa Yazhi suddenly asked.

It's neither Japanese nor Mandarin.

It was a pure, unadulterated Sichuan dialect, with a hint of salt and pepper.

"I came back with Lu Ren for fun, hello big brother." Ya Zhi greeted him with a smile, her demeanor and tone making her sound more like a local than Lu Ren did.

Lu De's jaw nearly dropped to the floor: "A person from Sichuan?"

"No." Lu Jianguo sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, turned around and smiled meaningfully, "It was Xiao Ren who taught him. That kid, he's good for nothing else, but he's got a knack for corrupting young girls."

Lu De gave Lu Ren a thumbs-up and made a "awesome" gesture.

Is this the world of the strong? Language barriers are no obstacle; they simply assimilate the other party?

The car exited the airport expressway, passed through the brightly lit city, and finally turned into a self-built villa area on the outskirts of the city.

This is the Lu family's old residence, which was renovated a few years ago and looks very grand.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Lu Ren could see through the car window that the courtyard was brightly lit and people were moving around.

"It's over." Lu Ren's heart skipped a beat.

This is a group of small monsters outside the BOSS room.

As soon as the car door opened, that unique, noisy sound rushed out.

"Oh my! Jianguo is back!"

"This must be Xiao Ren! He's grown so tall!"

"Wow, that nose and those eyes, they're exactly like Jianguo's when he was little!"

His extended family members immediately surrounded him. Lu Ren felt like Tang Sanzang had been thrown into the Spider Cave, surrounded by hands, some touching his head, some pinching his arms, and some even pinching his face.

Lu Ren stood frozen in place, his smile more painful than a grimace.

"Why isn't this child saying anything?" asked an older woman with curly hair.

Lu Ren's mind went blank. Who is this? Second Aunt? Third Aunt? Or Cousin?

Just as Lu Ren was about to crash due to CPU overload, Qingze Yazhi stepped forward.

She pulled a box of sweets she had brought back from Japan out of her bag, smiled sweetly, and began calling out names in her perfect Sichuan dialect.

"Is this your second aunt? Lu Ren often mentions you, saying that your twice-cooked pork is the best."

"Is this Third Grandma? Oh, she's so healthy! These pastries are so soft, I brought them especially for you."

"Is this my cousin's wife? Her skin is so good, what skincare products does she use?"

The entire venue was silent for a second, then erupted in cheers ten times louder than before.

Lu Ren stared in disbelief as Ya Zhi effortlessly navigated a group of middle-aged women; her social skills were like a max-level character returning to the starting village to slaughter everyone.

"Who is this girl?" The curly-haired woman from earlier held onto Yazhi's hand tightly, her eyes shining.

Lu Xin walked over at this moment, like a general who had just won a battle: "My daughter-in-law."

"oops!"

"Jianguo, your family's ancestral graves must be emitting auspicious smoke!"

"This girl is really pretty, and she can talk too!"

The group's firepower shifted instantly.

An older woman turned around, looked at Lu De who was carrying luggage, and her face instantly darkened: "Lu De! Look at your uncle! How old is he? He's already brought a wife home! And you? You're twenty-six! You haven't even brought back a female mosquito!"

Lu De: "..."

He was clutching the box, looking weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Why did you hurt me? I'm just a driver!

After some commotion, everyone finally got inside.

The living room was warm and cozy with the underfloor heating on. The coffee table was piled high with melon seeds, peanuts, and a pot of golden tangerines.

Lu Ren slumped on the sofa, peeled a tangerine, and stuffed it into his mouth.

sweet.

That kind of sweetness that warms your heart.

Not far away, Ya-zhi was surrounded by a group of aunties and grandmothers, who were teaching her how to take beautiful photos with her mobile phone. These usually difficult elders were all smiling broadly, as if they wanted to treat Ya-zhi like their own daughter.

"Uncle, you're in big trouble."

Lu De came closer, holding a handful of sunflower seeds, and said in a low voice.

Lu Ren glanced at him: "What do you mean?"

"Look at this," Lu De gestured, "She hasn't even entered the house yet, and she's already won over the 'empress dowagers' of the family. After marriage, will you still have any standing at home? You'll be completely controlled."

Lu Ren looked at Ya Zhi's profile. She was smiling, her eyes crinkling into crescents, and she was gesturing with an orange in her hand.

"It's nothing." Lu Ren tossed a segment of orange into his mouth and mumbled, "That's love."

"Ugh—" Lu De made a face as if he was about to vomit. "My dad used to say the same thing, and now look at him? He even hides his secret stash of money in the toilet tank."

"What do you know, you single dog?" Lu Ren gave him a disdainful look. "This is the composure of the strong."

"Is this a personal attack?" Lu De said anxiously. "Don't think you're so smug now. When we eat later, those aunties will definitely be pressuring you to get married and have kids. Let's see what you do then. Also, this girl is so capable. You'll definitely be a 'henpecked husband' in the future."

Lu Ren paused for a moment while peeling the orange.

Looking at Lu De's gloating face, he suddenly felt that the orange in his hand no longer tasted good.

Is this the resentment of older single men?

Lu Ren's eyes darted around, and suddenly he slammed the orange peel in his hand onto the table and stood up abruptly.

The commotion was quite loud, and the elders who were chatting all stopped and stared at him.

Lu Ren took a deep breath, looking at Lu De with a shocked and heartbroken expression, his voice so loud that the whole living room could hear him.

"What?! Lu De! You actually like men?!"

The air freezes.

It is truly solidification in a physical sense.

Lu De scattered the melon seeds in his hand all over the ground, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a light bulb.

"ha?!"

Before he could react, the group of aunties and grandmas over there had already exploded.

"What?!"

"Lu De! You headless bastard!"

"So that's why I haven't had a girlfriend! Oh my god!"

"Could there be a problem with the feng shui of our ancestral graves? How could something like this happen!"

Several hot-tempered aunties rushed over, looking like they were ready to clean house.

"No! I didn't! He's talking nonsense!" Lu De jumped up, waving his hands frantically, his face turning a deep purplish-red. "Uncle! You've framed me!"

"I didn't expect this either." Lu Ren sat down innocently, picking up another tangerine. "Although society is more open now, our family is still quite traditional... Don't be too radical..."

"What kind of radicalism am I talking about!" Lu De was about to cry.

This is simply inexplicable! He hasn't brought a girlfriend home in the past few years, and that's irrefutable evidence in the eyes of the elders!

Seeing Lu De being besieged by a group of elders, who were practically drowning him in their spittle, Lu Ren peeled an orange and handed half of it to Ya Zhi, who had just come over.

"How is it?" Lu Ren raised an eyebrow.

Yazhi took the orange, looked at the chaotic scene, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You're so mean."

"That's called tactics." Lu Ren leaned back on the sofa, feeling the warmth of the floor heating. "As long as the aggro is transferred to the tank, the DPS can focus on dealing damage without worry."

"So, am I the damage dealer?" Ya-zhi asked.

"No." Lu Ren looked at her, his eyes softening for once. "You're the healer, responsible for restoring health."

Outside the window, someone set off a firework, which exploded with a bang.

Inside the room, Lu De's screams echoed one after another.

"I really don't like men!! I want to find a girlfriend!! I'll go on a blind date tomorrow, okay?!"

This is what Chinese New Year is all about.

Lu Ren chewed on an orange, thinking to himself.

Although it's a bit noisy and bustling, this kind of life, full of everyday warmth, doesn't seem so bad.

As for that so-called Spring High School competition, or the National Tournament...

Let's get past this hurdle first.

After all, facing this group of powerful relatives is much more difficult than facing the monsters from Shiratorizawa.