The moment Yamada Machiichi was dragged into the World Game was a strange one.
As time paused at that very moment, many of the players dragged into the game found themselves in peculiar states.
Some were just drifting into dreamland, others just collided head-on with a car, or were just laid on an operating table, awaiting an unknown destiny...
Yamada Machiichi, however, had just swallowed a bottle of sleeping pills.
His life was once a dead loop, everything was gray—the gray people, the gray trees, the gray houses, the gray of everything... He was once a regular student from Fusang, yet not quite like the average person. His head would heat up during evening self-study, feeling like he was doing his homework but constantly wanting to flip the desk. He often wanted to hit someone, or jab a pen into the eyes of a rival in love, or suddenly throw someone into a cement mixer...
