When you fall asleep in class and wake up to find the world has been assimilated into an otome game, what do you do?
Save the world? Nakamori Akimi silently crosses that option out. She just ...
Chapter 4
Blue sky and white clouds, it’s a nice sunny day today.
Nakamori Akimi stood on the rooftop and looked down. During lunch break, the students of Hyotei gathered in groups of three or four. What a youthful scene. She wondered how these students would react when they saw her smashing down.
Fear, terror, or even fainting? Perhaps they wouldn't react at all, since this world could modify consciousness on its own.
Akimi Nakamori stepped onto the edge of the rooftop, her hair whistling in the wind. At this moment, she felt like the protagonists in the movies who died bravely.
But when she stepped on it, she found that the scenery from this perspective was different from what she had just seen.
So high...
Nakamori Akimi's legs were shaking. She held her breath and tried to lean forward, but her muscles betrayed her, and the moment she leaned forward, she turned and jumped.
"That's the same with Hyotei. They don't even have a fence or anything at such a high place. It's so dangerous." Nakamori Akimi dusted off the dust on his body. "It shouldn't be fatal to fall from such a height. If I didn't die, I'd just break an arm or a leg or something. Then I'd still be lying in bed watching Rie commit suicide. It's not worth it, not worth it..."
Nakamori Akimi shook his head and decided to give up. "There must be other ways. Let's just stay alive for now."
Finally waking up from his furious state, Nakamori Akimi opened the door to the rooftop dejectedly.
"Hey, there's someone on the rooftop."
In order to prevent others from breaking in, Nakamori Akimi locked the door: an awkward smile.
"…Nakamori-san?"
The Kansai accent, which was very different from the Tokyo accent, came into his ears, and Nakamori Akimi guessed who he was in a second.
"Oshitari-san?"
That's right, the person who came was Yuushi Oshitari, and there was a girl next to him, who looked like his girlfriend? Nakamori Akimi had only seen a photo of the two of them together on a campus forum, and she wasn't sure if she remembered it correctly. But...
"Do you know me?"
"Nakamori-san is the one who stole the position of student council president's secretary from me. How could I not recognize you?"
Huh?! Has her background been filled in? Does anyone know how she became the student council president's secretary?!
"But it's so sad. After all, we've met several times in the student council. Nakamori-san, you don't remember me?"
What the hell, such a slick look, and such a flirtatious look, are you, Yuushi Oshizuka, the kind of playboy and scumbag who can flirt with girls in front of his girlfriend?
Before Nakamori Akimi could recover from his shock, there was a loud "pop" and the scene in front of him changed.
"Oshizuka Yuushi, you're possessed by a demon! Can you please speak properly?"
The girl who looked like Yuushi Oshitari's girlfriend slapped him on the back and stared at him speechlessly, while Yuushi Oshitari, who had just been acting like a playboy, silently covered his face.
"Sorry, Nakamori-san, I've been a little out of character lately. I hope you don't mind."
Yuushi Ozuki doesn't know what's wrong with him recently. He always does some weird things. According to his girlfriend, he is developing into a typical playboy and scumbag. Maybe he is really possessed by a ghost.
Just as he was feeling frustrated, the victim in front of him suddenly showed a strangely excited expression.
"No, no, no! It's not you who's abnormal, it's this world that's abnormal! Oh my god, I finally found someone normal like me!"
This world...isn't normal?
Something suddenly flashed through Yuushi Oshizuka's mind, and he paused for a moment before opening his mouth: "We'll be leaving first, bye."
Here we go again, this repair mechanism!
The girl next to them didn't find it strange. She said hello and left with Yuushi Ozawa, leaving Nakamori Akimi looking at their backs, holding her breath.
"Calm down, take a deep breath—" Nakamori Akimi calmed himself down. "Isn't it just a solitary battle? What's so great about it? I've read so many novels, comics, and TV series, and I still don't understand these routines?"
"The most important thing now is to figure out what the number on Tsukishima Sakuramu's head means. And Rie, we have to keep an eye on her and don't let her do anything stupid."
Nakamori Akimi was making plans as she walked downstairs. The person she had just been talking about suddenly appeared in front of her. She quickly braked and hid in a corner.
Is that Tsukishima Sakuramu talking to herself?
Maybe because they were too far away, Nakamori Akimi didn't hear any sound. He only saw Tsukishima Sakuramu talking to herself in the air, looking very angry.
Who is she talking to? A ghost, a monster, or something else? She can't just be talking to herself.
I just searched for Onmyoji online yesterday, and Nakamori Akimi easily associated it with the subject. I've heard that wealthy families and nobles often know some reputable Onmyoji. Could Tsukishima Sakuramu really be related to Onmyoji? Could she be psychic?
As his thoughts gradually drifted in an unspeakable direction, Nakamori Akimi silently retracted his head.
But those flashing numbers above her head look a lot like the point-adding system in games, so is this a demonic act or a system time travel? Or perhaps rebirth? It also looks a bit like a game guide, hiss—
The downside of looking at everything is that there are too many choices and you have to eliminate them one by one.
When Nakamori Akimi finished his wild thoughts and looked again, Tsukishima Sakuramu was gone.
At this moment, her cell phone suddenly rang, and Nakamori Akimi was startled. Fortunately, Tsukishima Sakuramu had already left, otherwise she would definitely be caught.
"Rie?"
Nakamori Akimi took a look and saw that it was her sister calling. As soon as she answered, she heard Nakamori Rie crying on the other end.
"Sister, what should I do? Meiyi was expelled from school, wuwuwawa——"
Rie was crying breathlessly, and Nakamori Akimi hurriedly asked where she was and rushed over.
"elder sister!"
The moment she saw her, Nakamori Rie threw herself into her arms.
"Don't cry, Li Hui, tell your sister what happened, okay?"
Nakamori Akimi patiently touched her head and comforted her in a soft voice.
Then Nakamori Rie told her everything. It turned out that the person who placed the thumbtack in Tsukishima Sakuramu's shoes was her classmate, Mei Sasaki. After Atobe Keigo discovered this, he immediately put pressure on her family. To avoid bankruptcy at the hands of the Atobe Group, the Sasaki family had no choice but to abandon their daughter. Mei Sasaki was eventually forced to drop out of school and, reportedly, was sent abroad overnight. In Atobe Keigo's own words, "I don't want her to ever appear before Sakuramu again."
Hmm...it seems that Keigo Atobe here not only has the melodramatic speech of Tenryo Oha, but also has the extraordinary execution ability of Tenryo Oha.
"It's all that Tsukishima Sakuramu's fault. It's all her fault. If it weren't for her, Meiyi wouldn't have dropped out of school!"
After a few words, Nakamori Rie started her vicious speech. No matter the reason, she always blamed the heroine.
Nakamori Akimi was about to retort when she remembered the terrifying scene from last night. She couldn't, fearing that provoking Rie any further would lead to something even more horrific. If this world were to develop according to stereotypical character settings, where characters would crumble like Rie did the moment they were provoked, then Nakamori Akimi, a sister-con, could only side with her, acting as the antagonist.
In other words, she can only go along with the reasoning now. She feels like a menopausal parent seeing a rebellious child, it's really bad——
"Yes, yes, it's all her fault. Li Hui, don't cry, don't cry. Sister will help you scold her..."
After finally coaxing Rie, Nakamori Akimi didn't have time to catch her breath because Tsukishima Sakuramu started causing trouble again after school in the afternoon.