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Naoki travels to a parallel universe where Kotoko doesn't love him. (2013 Japanese TV series)

01

There was no sign of Naoki Irie's time travel.

He remembered that night, he had just finished a date with Oizumi Sahoko and was stopped by Ikezawa Kinnosuke on his way home. The fool first mocked him a few times, then started to talk about Kotoko to him, saying things like "Kotoko is the most important person to me" and "I won't allow you to hurt Kotoko anymore." Finally, he even said cruelly - "I will take Kotoko away from you."

Naoki Irie couldn't remember how long it had been since he had a peaceful sleep. At this moment, fatigue accompanied by the noisy shouting from the opposite side came over him, making him feel upset.

So he ended this boring conversation with an extremely cold response.

"as you like."

Naoki Irie never takes Kinnosuke Ikezawa seriously and really lets him do whatever he wants. Anyway, everyone knows that Kotoko Aihara only loves Naoki Irie. Even though this love will never be reciprocated, it is still as unshakable as the truth.

Just as Irie Naoki was about to turn around and go home, his vision suddenly went dark, and then the world spun around. It was the kind of dizziness that an anemic person feels when they suddenly stand up. After a brief moment of weakness, everything returned to normal.

Irie Naoki opened his eyes and found that there was nothing around him. Ikezawa Kinnosuke was no longer there.

He runs very fast.

He thought without any emotion and continued walking towards home.

This is where everything starts to go wrong.

02

"Brother, welcome back! Why are you so late today? Oh my, you're dressed so handsomely! Is there some kind of event at school?!"

Looking at his enthusiastic mother, Naoki Irie was stunned.

Ever since her father fell ill, her mother had been gloomy and rarely smiled. Fortunately, Kotoko helped to take care of everything at home, stayed by her side, and tirelessly offered her encouragement and comfort, which helped to slightly improve the situation, which had once been dire.

Naoki Irie thought his mother had come to her senses and had finally decided to muster up the courage to face the current predicament positively. This comforted him a little, and he didn't even think too much about the strange wording in his mother's words.

"I just came back from the company."

He didn't want to mention Sahoko at this moment because he didn't want to ruin his mother's good mood. But his mother's eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief and surprise: "Brother, did you go to the company? Why? You never cared about Dad's company before!"

Naoki Irie didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Just as he was wondering if his mother had been so deeply traumatized that her memory was distorted, he saw his father come out of the house. "Naoki is back? I was just discussing with Mom about bringing an old friend and his daughter to live with us temporarily. They're the Aihara family whose new house was hit by the meteor. They were even on the news..."

Yuki followed behind angrily: "Why on earth did you give my room to someone else? I don't want it! I don't want it!"

Naoki Irie heard his heartbeat stop and his blood temperature dropped rapidly, freezing his entire body.

Ignoring the curious or worried looks of his family members, he walked through the entrance hall like a ghost and went straight to the living room. On the table was the latest newspaper subscribed by his father, and the date printed on it was three years ago.

He went back three years.

03

There is a very popular topic on the Internet: What would you do if you woke up and found yourself back in high school?

Naoki Irie was facing such a problem at this time.

In order to look up information about time travel, he stayed up almost all night. When it was almost dawn, he could no longer hold on and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

Naoki Irie suspected that all this was a dream, an illusion caused by overwork. However, when he woke up, nothing had changed. He put on his high school uniform and walked out listlessly under the caring gaze of his parents.

The warm sunlight hit his body, and through the gaps between the intertwined branches, Naoki Irie saw the divided sky. Each piece was a similar azure blue, densely packed together like an endless net.

Although he didn't understand why the situation turned out like this, Naoki Irie thought it was by no means a bad thing. He had returned to the starting point of the story, and there was still plenty of time to change before disaster struck. Perhaps, he could make up for the regrets he had to endure in the past.

He thought of Kotoko.

I thought of her words: "Irie, is the blind date true?" and her disappointed and hurt eyes time and time again.

It won't happen again.

Irie Naoki felt dizzy again. His father and the company were still safe and sound, and he had the chance to start all over again. It was even better than a dream. His body hadn't even recovered from the exhaustion, but his heart was already leaping with joy.

After what happened before the time travel last night, Naoki Irie didn't want to meet Kinnosuke Ikezawa so soon, but a fool is a fool, and he had to jump out and embarrass himself.

Ikezawa Kinnosuke and his two best friends formed a line, blocking the school entrance. They also brought their own donation boxes, loudspeakers, and a striking vertical banner, fully equipped to appeal to their classmates for donations to help Kotoko Aihara overcome the devastation of her new home.

The classmates couldn't understand, but since it didn't concern them, they just expressed respect and congratulations. It was Kotoko Aihara, the previously uninformed person involved, who, after witnessing the devastating scene, felt her brain explode.

"Ajin, you idiot, don't do this again!"

"Kotoko, what are you talking about? I'm doing this all for you!"

The two of them were talking excitedly, and the scene was exactly the same as in their memory.

Naoki Irie couldn't help but smile. Seeing Kotoko from three years ago was a novel and interesting experience for him. Although she had always been like this, either scrambling to clean up after getting into trouble or getting caught up in all kinds of misfortunes, even when her luck was unmatched, she still loved to laugh and play, with endless positive energy.

Then he walked over and stuffed a thick stack of banknotes into the donation box hanging on Ikezawa Kinnosuke's chest.

The originally noisy school gate suddenly became silent.

Everyone still couldn't understand what was happening in front of them, and didn't know whether they should continue to respect the blessing. After all, someone as cold as Irie Naoki was actually willing to cooperate with the farce caused by those idiots in Class F. This was really beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition.

The atmosphere froze from that moment on. Even the noisy Ikezawa Kinnosuke stopped shouting. He clutched the donation box with both hands, unsure of how to react next. Finally, with a couple of awkward coughs, he said uncomfortably, "I really don't know how to thank you, Irie-san."

Naoki Irie didn't need to be thanked, so he ignored his thanks. When he turned his gaze to Kotoko Aihara beside him, he found that she was also staring at him blankly.

"Once we've raised enough money, let's go back to the classroom." Irie Naoki kept a straight face as usual. "Class is almost starting."

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Naoki Irie knew that his actions would cause an uproar in the school. He was already the focus of attention on campus, and because he didn't like being talked about, he usually spoke very little and hardly did anything unnecessary.

This generous donation was an unprecedented feat, especially since the girl he helped had just confessed her love to him and was rejected not long ago.

Naoki Irie had been listening to the whole morning - "The genius from Class A, Irie, was collecting donations for the people from Class F this morning! You know that girl from Class F? She's the unlucky one whose house was hit by a meteor!" He was extremely annoyed.

After finally having some peace and quiet during lunch break, Watanabe came over stealthily with a lunch box in hand.

"Irie, although it may be a bit presumptuous to ask this, I really want to know, have you and that Aihara Kotoko ever known each other?"

Irie Naoki felt that he was pretending to be stupid.

When Kotoko confessed her feelings to him, it was known to the whole school. Watanabe had teased him constantly, constantly referring to him as "the girl who likes you" or "the girl who confessed to you in public." Now he was pretending to know nothing and asking if they knew each other.

"Well, I guess we know each other. With that kind of behavior at the school gate, not only do I know her, but everyone in the school knows her."

"So, you just met Luo today and you had no previous relationship?"

Irie Naoki gave him a puzzled look and said, "I say, is there any point in playing dumb to this extent?"

"Ah?" Watanabe said innocently, "Are you saying I'm playing dumb?"

Irie Naoki finally noticed something was amiss. He calmly took a bite of his rice ball and replied, "That's not what I meant. It's just that Kotoko Aihara has done some strange things at the school gate before. I thought she was already famous."

"Really? What else has she done?"

"……nothing."

That afternoon, Naoki Irie randomly picked a few classmates and tested them by chatting with them, but they all said that they had never heard of Kotoko Aihara before the news of the meteor collapsing residents' houses hit the news.

He also asked his acquaintances in Class B and Class C, and the answer was still the same, without exception.

It was almost the end of the school day, and the teacher was still analyzing common wrong answers at the podium. Naoki Irie looked at the densely packed xyz on the blackboard and felt for the first time that they were so complicated, arranged in a way that he couldn't understand. Even the teacher's lips opened and closed, but the syllables they uttered were so vague that he couldn't recognize the content. He had already wandered into another world.

Naoki Irie thought, no wonder.

No wonder Ikezawa Kinnosuke accepted the donation this morning and even politely thanked him. Given his personality, he should have thrown the donation and the box back at me, then angrily demanded, "Who needs your charity, Irie? You idiot! Kotoko is the victim now, who do you think is responsible for this?!"

No wonder Kinnosuke Ikezawa has no hostility towards him now.

It turned out that Kotoko's public confession to him had never happened.

tbc

[Avoidance: 1. The ending is a happy one, and the official pairing is not broken up. Readers who really dislike Irie/Kotoko and hope they break up are not suitable to watch this, because the unhealthy relationship makes both of them unhappy, but it still ends in a happy ending, which will make any toxic fan depressed.

2. Kotoko in World B is a bit of a scumbag.

3. The fire in the crematorium will grow from small to large, and everyone's tolerance is different. If you feel uncomfortable, please run away in time, or jump directly to Extra A to recover your health and avoid burns.

Oh, by the way, let me add one more point of my own: I hate it when people curse Irie’s parents.

Regardless of whether Irie was right or wrong, when Kotoko and her father were in trouble and had nowhere to go, it was Irie's parents who reached out to help. They gave Kotoko their youngest son's room and decorated it very carefully. They also gave her a lot of care and love. They have shortcomings, but they are good enough.

Don't tell me this "treating Kotoko nicely is just to keep her tied to Naoki and torture her." Irie's parents were nice from the start. So they knew Kotoko was right for Naoki before they even met her? What's the big picture? Is this a kiss of love or the Ming Dynasty?

I don't like to use far-fetched reasons to maliciously speculate on the good things about others, or blame them for not being able to do better.

Of course, I can't control other people's thoughts. They can spread whatever conspiracy theories they want, but under my articles, you can curse Irie, but you can't slam Irie's parents. If I see any comments, I will delete them.]