'That hurts a lot!'
The veins in my head throb as my consciousness comes back.
My eyelids are heavy but I still insist on opening my eyes.
'Wait~ What?!'
A questioning expression appears on my face. I discovered that other than a little numbness in my head, there is no more pain in other parts of my body.
Not only am I still alive, but I am also not in pain anymore.
'There is no way...'
I have a doubt, but I can't be mistaken. One of my brows lowers as I think deeply.
If I remember correctly; I confessed to my crush, but got rejected as a result.
Although it is not the first, my fiftieth rejection from different girls; that rejection still made my world shake and made my heart feel stabbed by a sword.
To release my distress, I asked my friends into a bar and got drunk until I couldn't stand straight anymore.
Although I was drunk, I insisted to my friends that I wanted to drive by myself. And so, on my way, an unforeseen accident occurred.
On a dark road, a truck that drove wonky, but as fast as the speed of light, out of nowhere appeared on my path which caused our vehicles to crash.
The impact was so strong that it caused my car to be sent flying down into a lake that was just a few meters away or easy say, on the other side of the road.
Just remembering what had happened, my body can't help but shake in trauma.
The accident itself isn't the fearsome part, but the pain that it gave me.
I got my body nailed, which caused all my bones to crack. With the debris such as pointed pieces of glasses and other things inside my car, wounds appeared on my skin and blood oozed.
Not long after, through the spaces and cracks, the water entered the car. It rapidly occupied the entire vehicle before it even got on the lake bed.
With the cutoff of the source of oxygen, the veins in my head swelled and the pressure in me increased tenfold.
Unable to breathe, my six senses weakened and my soul flash in my eyes.
The world turned dark and my heartbeat stopped.
'I'm so insane...'
At this moment, I have no idea what to think or do. I am still surprised about everything.
My heart is beating faster than normal and I can't keep a track of it. My eyes are hollow while looking in the void, wondering about something even myself doesn't understand.
'Why the hell did my friends let me drive myself! I asked.'
'No... They are not to be blamed.'
As the question pops out, I hastily shake my head and delete it without a second thought.
In my memory, outside the bar, my friends called a for-hire driver for me, however, I stubbornly denied the offer and insisted on driving by myself.
Sigh*
'I can't blame anyone... In the end, everything is my fault.'
Tsk*
I close my eyes and take a deep breath as I give up.
Fortunately, I calmed down after a few deep breaths.
I open my eyes and insert strength in my hand, and support myself to sit on the bed. After I settle, I turn around the room and scan every corner.
'It is better to check where I am than waste time thinking about what had already happened.'
I said. Not to mention, there are many questions in my head that I want to get answered, mainly; why am I still alive and why my body doesn't hurt anymore?
I take another deep breath and release all my sorrow.
(. . .)
Sitting on the bed, leaning my back on the fence, my eyes wander around the room.
'This place is so weird!'
'Am I in the countryside?'
After looking for a while, I got numerous conclusions. But the only thing I am certain of is; I am not in my home at this moment.
Something is sketchy in my atmosphere, though.
I don't know this place, my guts are telling me otherwise. The atmosphere inside this room gives me a sensation like it's not my first time here, but I am familiar with this place.
'Oh! Yes! Maybe that's it.'
I said, an idea pops up in my head again.
'Maybe I got reincarnated?!'
'Hehe!'
'Joke!'
I shake my head, and a mocking smile appears on my lips.
Unfortunately, that idea is so unrealistic. It's not like I am in a novel.
And also~
Argh*
However, before I could finish what I have in my mind, out of a sudden, my head throbs fiercely like it is about to break.
And just I am wondering what is happening while pressing the pain, a sharp pain also explodes in my heart, which makes my breath stop for a second and almost makes my eyes pop out.
I hastily put my hand on my heart and grab my chest as I gasp for more oxygen.
Argh*
I try to stay silent, but it turns out my resistance is not high enough. With the persistent pain, my sealed mouth eventually loosen and make a sharp and helpless cry.
I roll on the bed, grabbing my chest fiercely as I wish to take it off.
Sweat explodes on my entire body and my head feels the mixture of hotness and coldness.
. . .
Cough*
Second by second, under the deadly pain, an unknown time elapses. My body eventually stops rolling, and with a cough, the pain ends at once.
As the pain in my chest dispersed, I hastily take a deep breath to avoid dying from suffocation.
Unfortunately, although the pain has disappeared, my body has weakened so much that my eyelids close on their own.
After waiting for a few minutes, only then did I forcefully raise my weakened hand and massage my temple.
When there is no more sign of the pain going back, only then do I open my eyes again and support myself to slowly sit.
My breathing is still fast, but it is not that bad anymore.
Feeling the calmness again, I break into a smile between my heavy breathes.
The rooms are spacious, not to mention there are only limited things that are displayed.
There is a lump where the candles are lit, breaking the darkness and giving a dim light in the room.
There is a table, chair, and a cabinet. They are all the same as the door, the wall, the ceiling, and the floor, made of wood.
I didn't mean to say that the place is ugly or what, but... the structures of this place are clearly not in our city.
Living for over eighteen years, exploring around the city, I can claim that all the houses there are modern or concrete.
Anyway, I can't forget about reincarnation.
I shake my head again with a bitter smile.
Novels, mangas, games, and fiction things seem to have already manipulated my brain.
Sigh*
I should stop making too many nonsense thoughts.
Tsk*
I move my head away from the wall before I settle it on again; just making sure that my neck won't get cramped.
The room turns silent again.
I merely let my mind freely have some brainstorming.
And then...
Maybe the one who hit me had no extra money for a hospital bill and brought me back home.
I got this half-reliable idea; although it can't explain the fact that there is no longer pain in my body, it can explain why I am in this unknown room.
I also think that maybe I got kidnapped, but I deleted it as I doubt that someone will kidnap a worthless guy like me who can hardly afford to feed himself and hide in a neat place like this.
Well, in many films that I watch, if kidnappers kidnapped a guy, they will seal him in an abandoned factory and not a neat house like this.
But that aside, although bringing me into the driver's house instead of the hospital isn't great, I will still feel a little grateful because the driver didn't let me die there.
Yeah! I am still not a stiff corpse. I am breathing and feeling the pain. I look alive. And I feel alive. Fortunately, I didn't die. I wish I were alive. I am safe and sound!
I am having a hard time deciding what to say and think right now.
Croog*
Suddenly, a sound of a wooden door opening rings in my ears that causes me to separate from my deep thoughts.
That is bad timing!
I tilt my head and look at the side where the door is.
Although the room is dim, thanks to the light candles, I still could see things when it was just nearby.
A petite figure appears in my sight.
She looks around for a while as if searching for something, then afterward, her gaze falls on me.
She closes the door and runs towards me with a smile on her face.
"Brother! "
Although it is dim, with her cute voice and petite, though vague, figure, I can say she's a girl.
What a modest kid.
Tsk*
Calling someone a brother, even a stranger like me.
Strangely, just hearing her call me brother makes my heart feel peaceful.
A little girl who looks barely at thirteen with her cute and wrinkle-free face, wearing pajamas, stands in front of me.
Contrary to what I have seen when she ran, right now, she looks half asleep with her half-closed eyes and yawning mouth being covered by her little hand from time to time.
That aside, she's still as cute as some kind of realistic doll.
She has two enormous eyes, greenish pupils that are foreign to me; I don't even know that such a pupil exists in real life; she has a small nose and pink lips. She has long yellow hair and white, tender, smooth skin... As I said; she looks like a doll or some kind of fictitious character.
Ahem~
I suddenly turned red.
Before you judge me, I ain't a Loli-con and I don't have any ill intentions toward this Lolita in front of me.
As Lolita feels my gaze, she also turns her eyes at me, which causes our gaze to meet.
Afterward, she squints her eyes and slowly shakes her head. She looks down, seemingly disappointed at some point.
Sigh*
Why did she sigh?
Am I a disappointment?
Why the hell does she look so disappointed!?
What have I done?
We don't even know each other!
Also, what is she doing here? Isn't she just endangering herself?!
Strangely, seeing her acting disappointed, I feel my heart breaks like a glass hit by a hard stone.
But why?
I got into deep thought again, but after thinking for a while, to no avail, I give up again.
I shake my head then asks;
"Little girl, what are you doing here? "
However, the little girl merely acts as if she didn't hear my question. Instead of answering, she remains silent as she walks towards the desk near my bed and pulls the compartment open; then she stretches her hand inside and takes something hidden in it.
"Mind explaining something?! "
Her face and her aura suddenly turn dark as the disappointment on her face worsens.
Seeing this, I subconsciously make an ugly face, too. But I am clueless, I don't have any idea what I have done wrong.
"Who is this girl in the photo... with you?! "
"You two look so sweet together! Are you lovers?! "
She asks, she walks slowly, step by step, towards me. Holding in her right hand a piece of paper like an envelope, whereas I am guessing there is something inside, like a photo.
After all, she said it's about me with a girl…
???
Wait?
What again?
Me with a girl?
Not in my entire life did I get a photo with a girl.
Understanding her question, I can't help but blurt too many questions in my mind.
And also, I still don't even know who she is. What the hell does she care about what I did and what I'll do?!
Even if I take a photo with someone, what do you care about?!
She has a dark aura that lingers in her. Her face looks fierce with a dead expression. Just looking directly at her eyes makes me feel like I am under heavy pressure, as if I am underneath the sea, having nothing to hold and drowning slowly.
In her, every step feels like the step of death to me. This new feeling is making me have goosebumps. I can feel my back turn cold and get soaked with sweat.
I am nervous about nothing. Nope, I am feeling oppressed by a girl that is not even old enough to have a pimple.
Damn!
I don't think I can take it longer. If this situation takes longer, I might die for many reasons.
I guess...
Although my emotion seems exaggerated, I can't explain it. My mind is blank.
I only know I have to leave this place as soon as possible. Even a mere little girl can be this creepy. I don't want to think about how crazy and scary her parents are.
I'll just say to them; just think that the accident didn't happen at all. Then escape.
Right, that's it! I should excuse myself as soon as possible.
But… What she wants to show me piques my interest.
In the end, I decided to at least take a peek!
Well, just a peek. It won't take too much time. After a glance, I'll also take my leave.
She sits on my bed, next to me. She stretches her hand and shows me the image; wide open; with her cute huffing and scary face.
What's with that angry but cute face?
Then suddenly, I find something amiss.
My heart beats fast and my mind turns numb. I shake my head again and again.
What is the heck happening to me?
I ain't a Loli-con! I should clean my brain with holy water.
I want to slap myself.
After shaking my head and successfully bringing all my perverted thoughts to the back of my head, I shift my attention back to the mysterious photo.
A boy who is me, wearing a school uniform (I don't know what school and when I ever wore a uniform that looked like that) stands with a big smile and next to me is a beautiful girl wearing a girl version of the uniform with her arm hanging around my shoulder with a big beautiful smile.
Another beauty. I didn't expect that angels would descend from heaven to the land of earth!
Joke aside, I can feel a little familiarity with the image and at the same time not. I don't know but; this feeling has been lingering on me since I woke up in this place.
Weird!
"Who is this girl?! "
She puts the photo away, then crosses her arm, giving me a questioning and a huffing face. Then afterward, she looks away; showing her chin to me. Even how cute she is, right now, what I can only see is the scary and dangerous beast. Scary but Cute!
"I don't even know her... either"
I deny the photo with the most sincere face I can make.
At first, I try to think of who she is, however; I am really clueless about her. I don't have even a single idea where in the world this photo comes from. I don't have any other choice but to say my honest thoughts.
This is the first time I have ever done this for strangers. I have a feeling that something big would happen if I didn't do it, though.
I have to defend myself no matter what! That is what my guts are telling me.
Seemingly didn't hear me again, Lolita looked at the desk. Without her expression changing, she asks, "Did you eat the food I brought to you?! "
Food? I am blank again. I feel I will die in confusion having this girl with me. I don't have any idea what she's talking about again...
I just woke up and I don't know how to explain that I don't even know her. I am now worried that she's having a delusion, and now thinking that I am her late brother or imaginary friend?
Maybe?
After all, the guy in the photo looks like me, and maybe she's her brother that died long ago.
"You don't need to think too much about how to answer. The food has finished. The plate is clean. It would be a complete lie if you answer and say that you didn't eat it! "
"Why did I even ask? "
Yes, why did you even ask?
I also don't know.
Now, she's talking to herself. Wtf!
I turn my head and look at the desk. Just as she said, there is a plate, but there is no food on it.
Did I really eat it?
As I am thinking, she mumbles to herself; she didn't want me to hear something.
°I only put a little phosphide on his food to teach him a lesson for interacting with other girls. Why did it seem he lost his memories?°
Not to brag, but my sense of hearing is strong. Even though she just mumbled, I heard what she said. And what she says causes my scalp to turn numb again.
What the hell!?
What did she say?
She put poison in the food, and poison for mice?
For real?
Hopefu~
Argh*
I still want to say something, but the sharp pain once again explodes in my head. Just like before. Oh. Not. It feels more severe this time. My breathing hastily turns unstable and my heart feels like it is about to jump out of my chest. My world spins, and I slowly lose strength and fall on my bed.
"Brother! Are you okay?! "
I still can hear the worried and cute voice of the little girl, but I don't have enough strength to respond.
°BrOThEr!°
°bRothEr°
Not long after, even with my resistance, the darkness finally fills the world, and it becomes void of light; the world continues to spin until my head once again gets attacked by pain.
Before I know it, the world becomes nothing, and my consciousness completely leaves my body.
My mind is blank. I don't have any idea of what is happening and what is about to happen next. I only hope the little girl to take care of me and won't let me die. Take care of me until I wake up again.
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Note: If you think the Lolita ain't creepy, then you know you are not the MC, people have a different way of judging other individuals.