stjorthotic The story begins very gently in Chapter 1.
The story begins very gently in Chapter 1.
"careful--!"
In the monotonous room, Xia Sheng, lying on the bed, shouted loudly, then suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in bed.
He was panting heavily, his pale face covered in cold sweat, looking like he was still in shock.
After he came to his senses, he noticed something was wrong out of the corner of his eye. He looked up at his surroundings and was puzzled.
He was actually in a room that was clearly a bedroom. It was quite spacious, with a wardrobe, a desk, and even a computer. He was also on a soft, large bed.
Shouldn't he be... lying on the street, covered in blood?
What's going on now?
Has he been saved?
This doesn't look like a hospital ward, and my clothes don't look like... huh?
Xia Sheng looked down at himself and froze.
His clothes were wrong; they weren't his usual hoodie or hospital gown, but rather a clearly uniform.
Long pants and a shirt, just like a school uniform.
"My feet...my hands..."
Xia Sheng also noticed something was wrong; his body seemed to be a little different.
Her limbs have become much slimmer, and her belly is gone.
Have you lost weight?
My skin has also become much smoother.
How long was he unconscious?
Filled with a jumble of questions, Xia Sheng got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked towards the door.
There was no mirror in the room that he needed.
Stepping out of the room, the view suddenly became much more open, revealing a very large living room with furniture, sofas, and a television.
There was no one in the living room.
It can't be... the home of the person I saved, can it?
Xia Sheng's memory is still stuck on the scene when he went out to buy things and came home, he saw a little girl on the roadside who was about to be hit by a car.
The little girl was terrified. He was very close by, and although his mind was hesitant, his body moved forward uncontrollably to save her.
He remembers pushing the little girl away, then the car hit him, and the next memory is of the present.
Xia Sheng guessed that he must have been knocked unconscious by the car, and then rescued by the family of the little girl he had saved, who even let him stay at their home.
After all, he was all alone.
I was just probably dizzy for a while.
She had no injuries at all, had lost so much weight, and was as light as a swallow.
What's with this unfamiliar outfit?
Is it because there are no clothes for him to wear?
Xia Sheng glanced around and spotted the restroom with an English sign on it. He walked over.
He walked into the bathroom and immediately saw himself in the mirror. When he stood in front of the mirror, he was dumbfounded.
The people inside were both familiar and unfamiliar.
It is him, yet it is not him.
Xia Sheng clearly remembered that he was almost a slovenly middle-aged man, but the man in the mirror was so young, innocent, and full of youthful vigor.
It was him in his younger days; his clothes made him look like a high school student.
And you've gotten younger?
Did he get disfigured in the accident and then have to get plastic surgery?
Xia Sheng touched his face, pinching and pulling it, feeling that his skin was very real and natural, and it felt very good to the touch.
It doesn't seem fake, but he's not sure either.
What exactly is going on?
"Um?"
Confused, Xia Sheng noticed some toiletries on the sink and his eyes widened.
The toothbrush and toothbrush cup are for one person only.
But that wasn't what surprised him the most. It was the pattern on the water glass, which was in neon, and he actually understood it right away.
Cute and chubby.
The words above simply mean this.
But Xia Sheng knew that even if he watched anime every day and had some knowledge of Japanese, it was impossible for him to recognize the characters all at once.
Moreover, he felt that he could speak fluent Japanese as soon as he opened his mouth.
Why do I know Japanese?
The moment this question arose, a voice suddenly rang in Xia Sheng's mind.
[help me.]
"Who?"
Xia Sheng turned around abruptly, but there was no one outside the bathroom.
[I'm in your mind.]
The sound rang out again, incredibly ethereal.
"?"
[Calm down, don't get agitated.]
"...I'm very calm," Xia Sheng said, feigning composure.
Even though he's entered middle age, he still lives in a new era and has a strong capacity for adaptation.
[I sense you're not calm.] The voice pierced through.
"...Never mind me for now, who exactly are you?" Xia Sheng asked proactively.
[I'm nobody, do I need your help?]
"What do you mean? You can even hear your voice in my head? That's amazing! Do you still need my help?"
Xia Sheng was certain that the voice in his head was directly in his head, and there was no one around.
Is he still asleep?
I pinched my thigh; it hurt a little.
I can't handle it.
"Can't understand."
The world is polluted, I need your help.
"What world?"
[I am the world, but I have been invaded by the outside world.]
"what?"
[I won't ask for your help for nothing; I'll reward you. You were dead, but I resurrected you and brought you into this world.]
"Resurrect me? This place... could it be Japan?" Xia Sheng asked in disbelief, considering what he had discovered.
[Yes, you like it here, don't you?]
"Don't talk nonsense. I like the world in anime, not Japan," Xia Sheng denied righteously.
[…In short, you can wait and see; the reward I give you will be much more than this, and you'll definitely like it.]
"So you resurrected me so I'd work for you? Or am I going to be your slave?"
This is mutually beneficial.
You didn't get my permission.
[But I think you'll be satisfied.]
"How so?"
You'll find out tomorrow; I'll be waiting for your offer of help.
"Wait, how are you so sure I would... um!"
Before he could finish asking the question, Xia Sheng was so moved that his head was throbbing, and he knelt down on the ground.
In his mind, there were more memories, some of his identities in this world.
His parents were Chinese and Japanese, respectively, making him of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent. However, this is just his stated identity; his parents passed away due to an accident.
The house he lives in now is a luxury apartment, which was covered by his parents' accident insurance.
It's all part of the setup, so Natsumi doesn't really care. The only regret is that he doesn't have a younger sister.
He also understood what "the world" meant by "we'll know tomorrow."
His physical age has indeed become younger. In this world, he is a high school student, or rather, a transfer student, and he'll be reporting for duty tomorrow.
The world probably doesn't think he likes going to school, does it?
Even after coming to Japan, he didn't want to go through school again.
Is there some other benefit?
Since he was already there, Xia Sheng decided to make the best of it and check things out tomorrow before making any further decisions.
Xia Sheng slept relatively soundly that night, mainly because he didn't completely take his condition seriously, treating it as a dream or a dream within a dream.
The next day, Xia Sheng dressed neatly and went to the school he was going to register for without even having breakfast.
The school was called Jingxiu Wenwu High School, a very unusual name, and one he had never heard of before.
The school was very large. When Xia Sheng stood at the entrance, he felt that he was not in front of a high school, but a university, and a prestigious university at that.
Do Japan have schools like this?
After asking the security guard about the situation, Xia Sheng entered the campus and went to the teaching building.
The teaching building is magnificent and imposing; if you didn't know better, you'd think it was an office building.
Xia Sheng was still a transfer student in the first year of high school, and the classrooms for the first year of high school were on the first floor.
He arrived a little early; there weren't many students at the school yet. When he got to the door of the teachers' office, he knocked.
"Come in," a clear, melodious female voice called from inside.
Xia Sheng pushed open the door and immediately saw the only person in the office; the back view clearly indicated that it was a woman.
She wore a white lab coat, and her long, straight black hair was draped down her back.
At this moment, she turned around, revealing her delicate and beautiful face, with large and bright eyes and exquisite features.
She's a beauty.
Xia Sheng looked at her, but he was stunned, not because of her beauty.
"Who are you?" the woman asked, looking at Xia Sheng with a puzzled expression.
"Teacher, can you tell me your name?" Xia Sheng asked hurriedly.
"Hiratsuka Shizuka, what's wrong?"