My sister and I moved around the world until I unified the continent to protect my sister.

... here, where?

What spreads in front of you is a gray cloud full of vision. I was looking up at the sky with my sister's scented weave.

Beneath your body, the feel of gucciously cold mud. I had the feeling I fell a little high, but was it because of this mud that my body couldn't handle it?

I was a confused head, desperate to figure out what had happened to me.

... I, Yoichi Takakura, am 16 years old. It was originally when I was in high school two years ago, but I didn't go to school, and I do what I call a pull.

I should have been in my room today as usual, playing games and reading novels towards my computer.

Until middle school, I was pretty good. My pull was caused by my failure to take the high school exam.

Having lived with all the praise from around me until then, I was greatly upset by my first setback in my life.

Attached to the delusion that I seemed worthless and ridiculed (bruised) from around me, I lost all my previous friendships and also tried to avoid face-to-face with my family.

Though I managed to get out of the high school admission ceremony where I was passing anti-slip, I still couldn't stand the feeling that all the laughter around me was directed at me, and it was a complete pull from the next day.

Then a year. I spend most of my time in front of my computer playing games and playing the internet.

At first, my parents, who've been all over trying to get me out of the room, have totally given up, and I haven't even heard a voice in forever.

He carried me two meals in the morning and evening like that, and all he cared about was my younger sister, who was three years old...

"Mm-hmm... yeah..."

Apparently my sister, who was falling over me trying to overlap, woke up and raised her head slowly.

This sister said Kaori Takakura (Takarakiri), 13 years old in middle school. Unlike me, she was a little natural sister with a relaxed personality, and she missed me a lot because she took a little care of her since she was little.

Because of that, even my parents let me go. They would carry me a meal every day and report what happened to me today at dinner through the door. I've never replied, but I haven't needed it for a year.

Even today around seven o'clock at night, I was bringing a meal and talking about something, but I was turning up the headphone volume to keep it from hearing. Because it was hard.

But when I was manipulating the game, wishing I had given up quickly, the room swayed unexpectedly.

For a moment I thought it was an earthquake, but it wasn't my feet that were shaking, my vision was shaking like the entire space was distorted.

"Brother, help me!

When I heard the scream from across the door, I reached for the door knob. The door I never opened for a year. I accidentally opened that up because I still had a feeling in me that I was taking care of my sister as my brother?

My sister, who saw me, jumped at me without putting her hair in. I don't know if that was from my fear of shaking or if I missed my brother, who I see for the first time in a year, but I couldn't even take my little sister's body for a long time and fell to overlap.

That's what I remember just now......

And now we're in the middle of the prairie.

The wind that rocked and blew the lush grass around me was creeping cold on my muddy, wet body, bringing a strange sense of reality...

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