Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

"..."

Second awakening.

Now unlike last time, I had a gentle feeling on the back of my head.

Is this... a pillow?

"Mmm, are you awake?

A woman's voice.

It wasn't the voice of someone I just met.

Open your eyes thinly.

"This place..."

Oh, well.

I lost my mind again.

"Which one..."

As it were, I jumped.

"Oh, yeah, a tree the size of which I've never seen anything -"

Yes, sir.

My forehead hit something with momentum.

"Whew!"

"Yikes!... Holy shit! What are you doing?

Seeing it, a wavy bob-cut woman was holding her forehead down with tears.

You must have tried to peek into my face.

The bouncing momentum seems to have made her head poke around her ear.

"Shh, excuse me"

"Damn... I can't get to school on my entrance day and lose consciousness, when I wake up, I'll twitch my head, what the hell are you..."

"... also, sorry"

Apologizing, I just looked around.

Looks like he's indoors somewhere now.

Apparently, I was put to bed.

The bed I slept in was simple but clean.

…………

Consciousness is... firm.

I don't feel as uncomfortable as I felt before I lost my mind.

White robe with reddened ear sassy? the woman who put it together asked.

"Fair enough. So, do you have any idea how I lost my mind? If you have any illness, why don't we talk about it? I'm still a doctor at St. Renault's Red School. It would be a pleasure to consult with the students at school."

"Erm... so one thing, okay?

"Hmm? Is that my name? I'm Leeza Logosta. Twenty-five years. Lovers are currently recruiting"

…………

Looks like a foreigner.

I speak Japanese very well.

Though it is a mystery why age and information during the recruitment of lovers were added in the second half.

"Oh, I'm... I'm Sorakuhiko"

I introduced myself when I was supposed to ask questions.

When Mr. Leeza put her hand on his mouth, she roared small.

"Hmm, Sagara Krohiko... from the name, are you from the East?

Azumako?

Oh, eastern country...... write 'eastern country' and 'azukokoko'?

I mean, are you asking me if I'm from the Asian area?

But in foreign countries, I've heard stories like Japan is called the 'Far East', but I don't think I've ever heard how to call it the 'East'.

Anyway.

Where am I?

And... that giant tree.

I've never heard of such a tree in Japan.

Plus, it's that building and the streets.

That sounds like a city that's likely to be in the West either way.

And a giant tree of varying sizes that I saw ahead of its small and beautiful streets......

That overwhelming beauty comes back to the back of your brain.

That giant tree made an intense impression at a glance.

So divine that I could accidentally fall asleep.

But... would it have been in a World Heritage Site?

When I lived my spare time, I used to sloppily watch World Heritage sites online, but a tree that wasn't that unusual size, it shouldn't have been in any country.

I wonder what it is.

One possibility has been in my mind for a while...

That's right.

This kind of situation, like I've read it many times somewhere, I've admired it many times somewhere -

I raised my hand.

"Oh, that."

"Um, ask me anything."

"What is this place... where is it?

Ms. Leeza then silenced herself for a while.

"This is the infirmary of St. Renault's Red School?

"Oh, uh, you're not,"

"I can't really grasp your intentions..."

"So, what is this place?"

What kind of world is it?

I go out of my mouth and realize the oddity of this question.

What is this?

This question is like...

The protagonist himself, often seen in comics and cartoons, strayed into another world -.

As soon as possible, cardiac activity increases.

No, but no way, no...

Leeza peered into her face as she put her hands around her mouth and thought.

The neat face through the nasal muscles approached me unexpectedly.

If you look closely, she's also quite a beauty category.

"Uh...?

"Did you hit him hard in the head?

"What?"

"Kimi, that's it... it could be the one called amnesia, right?

"Huh?"

"If you're a student coming to St. Renault Thread School's admissions ceremony, aren't you going to ask me if the admissions ceremony is over or where I'm going to go? And yet, yes, you react as if you just found out about the very existence of this country."

Mr. Leeza leaves the bed.

And he came back from the corner of the room with something longitudinal in his hand.

She sticks that flat vertical thing out in front of me.

"What you see here is definitely in Sagara Crohiko?

It was the mirror that Mr. Leeza poked at.

I gazed at myself and saw myself in the mirror.

When I realized I was reflexively touching my mouth and cheeks with my hands.

"Yeah?"

Oh, that?

My face is subtle, different, like...?

But this... it's me, right?

The movement of the hand and the movement of the mirror fit perfectly.

But something's wrong...

Again, look seriously at yourself in the mirror.

Hmm?

No way.

This is...

Young... are you?

It's me in the mirror - Sorora Kurohiko.

but the look of it is at least mid teens it.

Skin is also tight.

Yeah... I feel like I was old for my hard work or my age in my late twenties...

I don't know if I can feel rejuvenated because of that.

I look up at the ceiling.

And Betta, but I'll try to stick to your cheeks while you stare at the ceiling.

Ouch.

but I won't wake up.

Wake up from your dreams and don't go back to that dim private room.

…………

Is this... possible, is it?

Again.

It is one possibility that emerges.

Different world.

Wrapped in that light... in another world, flown?

…………

Otherwise, there's one thing I can't explain.

It's that giant tree.

If such a tree had been in the previous world, I would have had the opportunity to see or hear it once or so through some kind of media.

but i've never touched that tree info.

That tree presence is giving grounds to the fact that this is a different world... I felt that way.

No, or maybe I wanted to deny the previous world myself, and I'm just denying the previous world because of that tree.

Anyway.

If this is a different world than the one where it was, it explains a lot.

The outfit that doesn't fit into the place of the silver-haired beauty I just met.

That mysterious giant tree, too,

Everything is easy to explain.

In other words:

That silver-haired beauty wasn't the inhabitant of the world where I was.

That mysterious giant tree doesn't even exist in the world I was in.

It was a different world than the one I was in.

Three times, I keep an eye on myself in the mirror.

But... why?

Why, are you young?

…………

If it's normal, maybe we should be more confused here.

Perhaps this is the occasion where more various questions are pressing.

But there was something that pushed away confusion and doubt and came up to compete all at once.

It's - the feeling that something I lost long ago lights slightly on my chest.

Can we start over...?

Me, I can start over...?

Can you start your life over again from here?

Again.

In this strange world.

Is this... the chance God gave me?

When I was in the previous world.

I wanted to start over.

But I didn't know where to start in my life.

I felt like I would fail anywhere I started over.

But... if it's not the same world as before...

No, you're not.

I'm not.

Perhaps I was given the environment to start over.

But I have to try to change myself.

That's right.

'I myself' didn't change because I came to another world.

Because you're young, you haven't even changed the contents of Sorakuhiko.

So,

We need to change.

And now it's time to... find it.

Do what you want.

Because this must be our last chance.

Grab a fist in.

This is your chance to come down and gush.

Let's just do what we can.

…………

Strange.

Until recently, I wanted to disappear.

Looks like something stopped working just a little bit.

Hey, is it because you're young?

Or... because I'm free from clutter?

I smiled and breathed in mockery.

"Because it's cash..."

"Well, did you enjoy the solo play?

"Huh?"

When I saw it, Mr. Leeza was looking at me with a bimyo face in her arms.

... Shit.

Too late for thought. I forgot Mr. Leeza existed.

"Dizzy change of expression on the bed. Well, it was fun to watch."

"... su, sorry"

I constrict myself with embarrassment.

What are you doing, me...

"So, my emotions seemed to have changed by now, but can I go back to the question? Does the man in the mirror seem right in Sagara Crohiko?

"Oh, yeah, definitely."

Though I am young.

and the door of the room was knocked.

Mr. Leeza responds, "Go ahead."

"Excuse me."

In the room, a man dressed as if he were a guard.

I have something like a roster on my side.

A man asked.

"Did the freshman wake up that he lost his mind near the gate and couldn't attend the admissions ceremony?

Mr. Leeza turns around.

"Oh, now I'm awake."

"Good. Name, you got it?

"Yeah, he's called Sagara Crohiko. I seem somewhat confused by my memory because of my loss of mind, but I seem to remember the name well. Sounds like you're from the East."

"Really? Um... I'm a student who hasn't registered as a candidate for Saint Tree today, Sagara Crohiko... Sagara... Sagara... Saga, La... hmm? Sagara? Hmm?

The guard (who decides to let me call him) leans at the root of his eyebrows and brings his face closer to the roster.

"Mm-hmm? Sagara, Crohiko?

"What's wrong with you?

"Oh, no, I didn't find my name on the freshman notification roster... is that crazy?

"All you have to do is ask him to present his candidate application."

"Oh, right. First of all, it's quicker for you to show me your candidate application."

The guards and Leeza turn to me.

"Huh?"

"You have it, application form. Let me out."

"And the application?

Guards and Leeza face each other.

The guard says with a smile on his face.

"Candidates for the Holy Tree are finally admitted as Candidates for the Holy Tree by bringing a pre-sent application form and completing the admission process. Of course."

Silence.

Mr. Leeza tilts his neck.

"No way... you don't have an application?

"Yeah... I did it with the Saint Tree Candidate, and the application form is the first ear, but..."

The air changes.

The guard's gaze surprises me.

"Then why are you here? Dr. Leeza, what the hell is this girl...?

"No, I thought I was a freshman... a silver-haired girl brought me here long enough to start my induction ceremony. A freshman went near the gate and fell. But she would have been a lot late for the entrance ceremony at that hour."

"Does that mean he is an outsider!?

"Hmm... what do you think? I thought I was a freshman, so I was generously nursing."

The clouds are getting suspicious.

The mountains are enough to make the clouds suspicious...

A guard with a rugged look puts his hand on his lower back sword.

"For once, I hear the circumstances. But if you're going to resist, I'm going to cut you off... What are you going to do?

Hmm.

As soon as I consolidated my determination to work hard in this world, I seem to have fallen into a pinch of absolute desperation.

Even if I resist, I'm just a normal person with no special skills right now.

If martial arts are not available, then of course magic is not.

Not good.

How can you go to jail like this more than you can prove your identity?

No, on the contrary, there can be such a thing as being caught like this and 'executed for now because he's unidentified and suspicious'...?

Wait.

I don't even know what kind of world this is.

Before I know anything, I can't believe I'm going to prison.

It feels like the future that I thought I'd opened is suddenly closing.

What are we gonna do?

What am I supposed to do?

And, Mr. Leeza put her hand on the guard's shoulder.

"Dude, from what I've seen, he doesn't even seem to have a weapon, and suddenly he won't have to. Like I said, my memories seem kind of confusing. I feel sorry for your stupid imitation."

But swordswallowing does not disappear from the eyes of the guard.

"There's also the possibility of using a surgical formula, you can't be alarmed. Maybe he's a spy from another country who tried to get mixed up with freshmen. No, or maybe one of the guys who escaped the detention room the other day..."

The guard points his sword tip this way.

"So - what are we gonna do, sagara?

I dropped my shoulder disappointingly and sighed deeply.

I have no choice.

The other guy has a weapon, and he should keep himself quiet here for once.

If you stimulate us poorly, our lives could be endangered.

I raised my hands to tell them I wasn't willing to resist.

…………

Despite this pinchy situation, what came to my mind at this time... was a really swallowing question.

... this world, does it make sense to hold up?