It's better to know than not to know.
If you are someone who thinks that way, the awakening of your past life memories could be considered a joyful event.
However, timing is very important in any event.
"Souma-sama, it's time to wake up."
"..."
A boy named Souma felt like cursing the world.
On a high-quality futon in an elegant Japanese-style room.
Souma had woken up a few minutes ago and was already sitting up, unable to respond to the woman calling him from behind the sliding door.
Ever since I woke up, I've been desperately trying to sort out my confusing memories and understand the current situation.
However, without waiting for a response, the sliding door opened.
Reality is cruel, Souma thought, and turned to face the person who opened the sliding door.
"Excuse me. Your clothes for today... ah are you awake? Good morning, Souma-sama."
A woman who appeared to be in her mid-twenties, sitting upright in the hallway, gave a gentle smile when she saw Souma, and then bowed deeply.
She entered the room with the graceful movements of a high-class inn maid and prepared to help Souma change his clothes.
It wasn't someone he didn't know.
In fact, she was one of the women he saw every day.
Seeing her clothes, Souma gradually regained his composure.
Although based on Japanese clothing, the sleeves were very short.
They didn't even cover half of her arms.
And even though she wasn't fully dressed, her collar was wide open, revealing her cleavage, and she wasn't wearing sleeves.
Moreover, thanks to the thick gap inviting you to insert your hand from the side and stroke her breasts, her side boobs were clearly visible.
The woman in front of him was wearing "modified Japanese clothing" that had been fully modified to be sexy and looked very natural.
Strangely, the amount of clothing worn by women in this world was so small that this outfit could be considered "quite modest."
What was hard to believe in one memory was the normal daily life in another memory.
At this point, Souma finally became convinced that both were real memories.
"Souma-sama, the weather is very nice today. May I brighten your room?"
"...Please"
"Hah!?"
Souma, now feeling a bit more at ease, relied on one of his memories and responded with what seemed like a normal phrase.
However, when she received the response, her reaction was very dramatic.
"Oh, warm words from Souma-sama...! I am very happy."
It was just a single word, an unremarkable response.
It was really nothing more than that, but the woman, deeply flustered, turned to face Souma and bowed deeply.
From her reaction, Souma clearly recognized which memories were from his current life and which were from his past life.
And he sighed in relief.
The situation was so bad that he wanted to curse the world, but it was all just a misunderstanding.
This was clearly the worst and most embarrassing scene compared to the common sense and values of his previous life, but it was far from the common sense and values of his current life.
It was Souma's salvation.
"...Kouzuki... It seems...that i have reached puberty."
"Wha- my name you called me by my name I!? ...Eh, puberty you've reached puberty souma-sama
When the woman named Katsuki looked up, her eyes were blank.
She seemed a bit panicked by the surprising duet.
"Yes, it seems so."
"An extraordinary congratulatory speech! I-I will report it to your mother immediately!"
As she said that, the woman named Katsuki took out a smart device from her pocket and hurriedly left the room.
She didn't even open the shoji door and forgot to help Souma change his clothes.
Her job was to take care of Souma, but it was so important that she forgot about it.
If you take out a smart device for the first time, you don't need to rush because you can just make a call here.
Souma understood why she was so annoyed, but he felt left out for ignoring the people involved.
Souma couldn't decide whether he was happy to be left alone.
Although I'm glad I can change my stained underwear alone, to be honest, I feel a little empty.
No matter how unstable your thoughts are because you just regained your memories from your past life, even if you start making excuses to yourself, you won't feel any better.
I decided to take the risk and change my mind.
If my memories of this life are not a misunderstanding, there might be a development where I can ask my girlfriend to lick the sticky semen clean with her tongue.
If I want to have the values of my past life in my current living conditions, it's not impossible for me to make opportunistic developments like various AV works I've done.
However, can he suddenly ask an older woman he's never had a special conversation with, "Please suck my penis now"?
When I try to imagine the situation realistically, it seems that I have to overcome a considerable mental hurdle.
Sudden erotic developments are not realistic.
After coming to a completely unreasonable conclusion, Souma finished changing his clothes and looked at himself again in the large mirror.
A 14-year-old boy wearing a casual kimono with a white base and black collar, edges, and obi.
I kept reminding myself that this was the current me.
He was slim but tall for his age.
His facial features were very good, and he had an androgynous beauty, so you would easily believe if someone told him he was a woman.
Was it because his long, narrow eyes made him look colder rather than cool, or because he spent the last 14 years with almost no expression on his face?
It's like a picture drawn with sand will eventually be blown away by the wind.
Just like a complex ice sculpture will melt and disappear over time.
He was a boy with an otherworldly aura, with a sense of transience due to his ephemeral nature.
Until Souma regained his memories of his past life, he had never been emotionally shaken as far as he could remember.
I don't have any special memories of being expressive.
Although he had completed the home study curriculum as scheduled three years from now, he continued to devote himself to studying.
He had no ambition to become a doctor or a scholar, or anything like that, and was simply greedy for knowledge.
Looking back, Souma's life was just emptiness.
It was a 14-year period without competition or joy.
Remembering that, I'm glad my memories of my past life have awakened.
If a controlled society is called a dystopia, then this world is definitely a dystopia.
In such a world, the values of the past life become a light to live without losing hope.
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Just as Souma had finished organizing his memories, Kouzuki, the maid who had forgotten to take care of him, rushed back into the room in a panic.
Souma conveyed that he didn't mind and showed that an apology was unnecessary.
She noticed this and immediately moved to return to her original duties.
It is rare to find someone who can understand the other person's feelings and switch instantly.
Based on his past life memories, Souma reaffirmed that this maid was truly an excellent person.
Souma calmly asked her to dispose of his underwear, which had been soiled by a wet dream, without washing it.
In this world's values and their relationship, there was no room for emotion.
Still, he couldn't help but avoid looking her in the eye.
In front of Souma, she was a super beautiful woman with a calm demeanor, although she sometimes got flustered.
Once you become aware that she is beautiful, you can't help but feel embarrassed.
Souma, who simply felt embarrassed rather than worrying about being suspected of changing, closed his eyes and straightened his posture.
When your mind is in turmoil, that's when you meditate.
He began to think about the maid behind his eyelids until the wet dream pants became a trivial matter.
Her full name was Kouzuki Mie.
She was 26 years old.
She was one of the maids living in the Aoi family where Souma lived, and she was an extremely excellent person entrusted with taking care of Souma, the eldest son of the Aoi family.
She was a beautiful woman with an adult-like face, always tying her long hair back, and had a wonderful smile that made you feel like she would kindly accept anything.
Furthermore, she had a stunning figure, so you could be convinced that the proverb "You can't have everything" is a lie.
In the world of the past, she would have been worshipped as the embodiment of the "ideal wife" descending.
However, in reality, she was a pure virgin who had never been in a relationship with a man.
But that was not surprising at all; it was natural.
In fact, most women in this world were virgins.
Just like in his past life memories, the place where Souma was located was a country called Japan on Earth.
But the era was quite different.
Although he couldn't assert it because the calendar was not the Western calendar, just by comparing the technological advancements with those of the past life, it was clear that he was living in a considerably futuristic era.
From the 20th to the 21st century of the past life.
Souma thought that the possibility of this world being an extension of that world's future timeline was extremely low.
Since the term "Western calendar" does not exist in this world, there is no way to compare, and he understood that this was a crude conjecture.
Still, there were two reasons why Souma thought so.
First, this world had an extremely biased gender ratio, with almost only women.
It seems that only one in two thousand men are born from sperm provided by sperm banks through artificial insemination.
If the condition of mutual consent is met, the birth rate of male children through natural conception by sexual intercourse increases twentyfold, but even so, it is only one percent.
From the knowledge of the past life, it was unthinkable.
And second, this was decisive.
That was an event in the history of this world more than two hundred years ago.
It was an inexplicable phenomenon confirmed worldwide that could only be described as a "tear in spacetime."
That phenomenon, which occurred simultaneously in various parts of the world, was soon named the "Curtain Call of the Final Applause."
It was because a sound like the applause of ten thousand thunderclaps would resonate when spacetime tore.
And from that tear, supernatural beings appeared, and the world was invaded.
Even now, more than two hundred years later.
Souma was sitting in the room, meditating with his eyes closed, but he decided to take a break and opened his eyes.
Then, he happened to meet the eyes of Kouzuki Mie, who was carefully folding his underwear, which he had asked to be disposed of, and trying to put it in her pocket.
Kouzuki Mie's face turned bright red, but when she noticed Souma's dumbfounded expression, her face turned pale.
Souma had no idea why Kouzuki Mie did that or what she was thinking now.
Kouzuki's action, and her current thought, were beyond Souma's comperhension. However, he appreciated her straightforwardness as she bowed deeply without making excuses
Now, this situation.
How should he speak to her?
He was looking for the first word to say, but before Souma could open his mouth, the sliding door of the room opened with a bang.
"Souma, are you feeling okay!?"
The mother of Souma, who received a message from Kouzuki Mie.
It was Aoi Tomoe who rushed over.
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