I somehow managed to climb up to the roof from the nearest stairwell.
I open the door, get out to the roof and slam it shut- NOT!
I was this close to banging the door and attracting the attention of pretty much every class on the upper level.
That reminds me I don't even know how many flights of stairs I climbed to get here, hahaha!
All of it pretty much seems a blur considering I'm half out of my mind.
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I randomly set an alarm to ring 15 minutes before the lecture is supposed to end.
Finding a clean spot around the wall, I sit and try to close my eyes for some time.
I finally stopped resisting whatever process was happening in my body and half let go.
Ahhh!
FUCKING HELL!
My whole body hurts terribly.
Is the process of accepting memories this bad?
No, is this even in the realm of memories anymore?
I've read a lot of stuff but none of it should have been like this.
It felt like mixing and breaking down and mixing.
What the fuck is all this!
I tried to keep my utmost focus to speed up whatever is happening as I enter a semi-lucid state under intense pain.
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*TRIIIIING*
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!
Why does this guy have the same PTSD-inducing alarm as I do!
I still remember my university days when I'd have to wake up early.
I would set an alarm and use this exact tune.
It would crash me out of my sleep cycles so horribly that my body enlightened itself with a unique superpower that would wake itself 2 minutes before the alarm rang.
Of course in the early days there were many times I was rammed out of my sleep by the alarm.
Yet each failure resulted in the increase in the number of days it took before I failed to wake up.
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Anyway, it seems like something interesting happened while I rested.
Mine and this guy's, Yuuta Kazama, egos started to assimilate into one.
That is, I am him and he is me.
Or more accurately, WE are one.
I suppose we are merging together into a singular personality.
But the weird thing here is that I seem to have more control here so my traits are purely dominant, meaning it is my ego that runs things round here now.
My soul or ego seems to be twice as strong as Yuuta's
It's weird.
It's not like I was some superhuman or something; I was a simple university student.
Might as well attribute it to the transmigration.
Despite all that, it doesn't seem like Yuuta's previous personality has been disregarded in the slightest.
If I had to explain it, I am 70% while he is 30% yet both of us are complete and will in the future merge to form a new Yuuta.
This truly makes things easier.
I can go against the old Yuuta's weird quirks but it will still take me time to eradicate them.
Nor will I have to face problems with two split entities sharing a single body.
I could be fine now but who knows what disagreements we could have possibly had in the future.
And based on what little memory I have accepted, it seems like this chuuni bastard has left me a lot of stuff to fix.
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*Haah*
Too much is happening today.
Many questions yet not many answers.
Much still eludes me and hopefully I'll be able to meet the fucker that sent me here and get a thorough explanation for both of us.
It'd be nice if that happened but it's better I don't put my hopes on it.
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Back to the main point, it seems like I have managed to access Yuuta's core memories and have general information I need to survive in this world, be it convenience stores, names of my classmates, addresses and so on.
Of course for a full assimilation I would need to sleep at night and peacefully accept it all.
And finally, I've managed to fucking get local language support.
I can bloody understand Japanese.
This truly takes a huge load off my mind.
Now that I understand Japanese well, I shudder at the thought of people like me having to learn it anew.
How does one manage to learn to write a symbolic language with 3 forms scared me shitless.
Either way I don't plan to dwell on it since I currently am very proficient in Japanese.
If I need to learn more, I'll shamelessly drag whoever is proficient to learn from them.
Now that I've exposed my proficiency in English I can use that card to make an equivalent exchange.
I could also monetize my knowledge in class and start charging for assignments, hehehehe!
*cough* *cough*
It's too early to get insidious thoughts and get swayed by them.
Though I could instill goodwill that would help me later on.
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Well, its time to go back to class, but before that I'll consume the painkiller I brought with me.
Smart of me to get it back then despite the whole chaotic situation.
I check the phone while ignoring the cringy background.
Not that ignoring it is going to help but I just dealt with something massive and I'd truly appreciate a breather.
Heck, might as well change it to something else temporarily and think about it back at home.
Right now I'll settle with navigating one crisis at a time.
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I slowly make my way downstairs to the washroom on my class level without trying to alert anyone on the other floors.
With a large portion of stress being lifted, my body has started to relax.
However I have maintained a proper level of concentration so as to not seem sloppy in any way.
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While moving down I have a look around.
This truly is a nice school.
It seems like it was present during the time my parents were in their high schools.
Despite that it is well maintained without a speck of negligence.
Usually old schools start getting cracks and waterproofing problems especially around the stairs.
Yet there is not a single such blemish visible underneath any of the staircases.
As expected of the top private school in this area, I suppose?
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However the more surprising thing here is the previous Yuuta being successfully admitted here.
He appeared surprisingly playful yet when it mattered he did well enough in the exams and managed to get in here.
I suppose I'll have to thank him for maintaining a stable foundation over the years.
This would make it easy to do well in the future and I would be allowed to skip some truly hard work and do things more relevant to me since I already have good foundations.
Now the onus is on me not to squander this opportunity.
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Appreciating Yuuta's good foundations that would later help me in my quest for world domination, I finally make it to the washroom.
I look in the mirror and...
If one word could describe the situation, it would be 'underutilized'.
I lift the hair that reaches my eyes.
Yeah, this guy truly underutilized his looks.
I mean, you've got such a good looking face and you're hiding it behind messy unkempt hair.
Moving on, brown eyes, semi-sharp jawline, no mustache yet but there's a few tiny bits growing, white and well shaped teeth.
Everything looks good, well apart from the fact that this guy is a bit scrawny.
For a guy that's 5'6" this feels underweight by a few kilos.
Hmmm...
Add 'Health and Fitness' to my to do list.
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Looking down at my clothes, it seems I'm not wearing the blazer.
Works, I guess considering it's not that cold.
But the tie is quite something in and off itself.
It's a black tie with red stripes going down on it as if a rope sliding down a pole.
But the thing that makes it stand out is the gold borders on the red stripes.
Truly exquisite.
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Enough appreciating myself for now, I'll look more at home.
I need to back to the zoo *cough* I mean my class and my head starts hurting again at the thought of that.
I wash my face to clean off the dirt, hopefully along with my anxiety, and leave the washroom.