Hello everyone. I don't intend to introduce myself, but a greeting is a simple matter. I can say about myself that I'm a student at a Japanese school, though I'm not Japanese myself, thanks to all the gods and those above them… if such exist. Right now, I'm sitting in front of my computer playing a wonderful game called Poe (Path of Exile). Noobs won't understand, but veterans will appreciate it. The time is 1:26 PM, and you might ask me, if you're not indifferent of course, why a Japanese schoolboy is at home at this time? What about school? What about hanging out with friends? Youth? Girls??? Or, even worse, you might think I'm a fucking loser who never leaves his room? The fact is, you bastards, I was suspended for a fight with one narrow-eyed bastard for two whole weeks. I'm like in those dramas about bad, evil bullies who are opposed by the main character. Where I come from, they wouldn't even let me go home, they'd send me straight back to class. But here… This is perhaps the only plus of Japan — except for anime and a couple of dishes, everything else is complete crap. Ugh, this self-talk is really tiring me out. I didn't notice it before, but now, thinking about it, I realize it's true. Leaning back in my chair, I stared at the ceiling as the fan spun faster and faster. It seemed like a little more and it would fly out the window.
— So what? -I said with a smile on my face.
I felt my body getting more and more stiff. It was fucking irritating, but there was nothing I could do. Getting up from the chair, I was about to leave the room when I noticed a photo of my family. And I swear, my father and my mother are one hundred percent related. You can say whatever you want, I don't give a fuck! If you saw them, you would understand me: The same hair color, even their faces are similar. HORRIBLE! It's good that I'm not a downie, or… No… One hundred percent no. Only my sister didn't look like our parents, maybe she's adopted… If that's the case and she offers to sleep with me, I'll agree, because why not? I don't give a fuck, and if she doesn't mind either, then everything is fine, right? I think if my parents find out about it, they'll accept our union.
— Ha-ha-ha!
My laughter echoed throughout the room. It's good that I was alone. Because if my sister were home, she would yell at me for the excessive noise, and anyway, I'm always to blame, as usual, like everyone else. Bullshit. If she continues to act like a bitch, related or not, I'll fuck her and I don't care. Try to say anything back – I'm Great and I don't give a fuck. Opening the door and leaving the room, the warm air immediately hit my face.
— I hate it, bitch! -I swore under my breath.
Yes, I understand that you're frustrated with describing your internal actions. I apologize if my previous responses were unsatisfactory. I will try my best to translate this section accurately, keeping the tone and informal language intact. I will also attempt to convey the character's internal monologue effectively.
And yes, I know you're not stupid, but how am I supposed to describe my actions in my head, you fucking idiots? Bear with it, there will be a lot more of this in the future… Oh, yeah, I forgot. After strutting around a bit in the hallway, I went downstairs. We had a two-story house, thanks Mom and Dad, or maybe brother and sister. I have no idea where they get the cash, but they were really well-off. Going into the kitchen and opening the refrigerator, I realized that it wasn't just empty, it was fucking empty. Are we fucking bums? That was the first thing that came to mind. Good thing I'm rich and can buy food for the poor family, or maybe just for myself, since I'm their child, right? I shouldn't spend money on them, they should spend it on their children. Basically, it sounds logical. Realizing what to do, I went back upstairs, then went into my room. I started rummaging through my clothes. It's seventy-seven degrees Fahrenheit outside, not that hot, but for me, it's hellishly stuffy. Putting on shorts and a trendy Mr. Beast logo t-shirt, I slowly started going downstairs, simultaneously patting my pockets. Once downstairs, I realized a terrible truth: I'd left my phone in my room…
— Fuck…"
It would only take ten seconds to go up and back, but I was unbearably lazy to make myself do it. Don't I need my phone anyway? Three seconds there and back—and I'm home again. Or… FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK… No, I'm not going upstairs, I don't give a fuck, get lost. While I was suffering and couldn't decide, I heard the front door slowly opening. Then I saw the following picture: A high school girl and her friend, both in school uniforms, one of them a dark-skinned girl, a total gyaru. You understood me correctly, bitches, my sister came back with a chick straight out of a hentai manga/hentai. Seeing me, they both fell silent, and so did I. Silence hung over the entrance to the house, although a second earlier they were laughing loudly and eagerly discussing something. They were silent, and I was silent. And I don't give a fuck, I'll play silent, because I'm not in a hurry, and I have a fuckton of time, because I still have two whole weeks to sit at home and do NOTHING. But my sister broke the silence first.
— Hi, let me guess, you got beaten up again?
What am I supposed to answer? Is she stupid or is she saying this on purpose? She already knows everything, but she's still asking… Is she mocking me?
— Yeah, as you can see, your brother's a fucking badass and simply great, and who's that beauty next to you? Oh, and yes, of course, you're hot too, if you're interested. - I made a playful face.
— What?
— Don't pay attention to him, he's always talking nonsense. -my sister said calmly.
— But he just…
— I told you, don't pay attention.
My sister has always been like that: I'm the "clown," and she's the role model and the favorite of both my brother and sister (our parents). Am I angry at my brother and sister for loving my sister more than me? Do I hate my sister for being better than me at everything? Ha… Ha… Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! If you really thought that, you're idiots, or you just can't read. Completely forgot what was on the previous page??? Are you ten years old? Underage morons…
— So, are you going somewhere? If so, where? -my beloved little sister sweetly asked me.
— I'm going on a long journey for food, but I'll be back soon, so don't miss me too much, and especially don't cry over your older, great brother. -Here I struck a dramatic pose for the full hype in my head, after which I started stroking my sister's hair.
My sister didn't react at all. She was simply used to it, having lived with me for so many years, and so she had no choice but to reply in her typically calm voice.
— Okay, Fujika, let's go. -Grabbing her by the sleeve, she pulled her friend along
— Hey, wait… Stop… Don't pull so hard, I might fal
— I said, let's go!
My sister and her friend hurried upstairs, away from me, and I was left standing contentedly by the entrance, smiling. But a moment later, I left, as originally planned.
— Fucking weather, fucking Anubis, god of the SUN!
It was unbearably hot outside; I felt like I was going to die, and only four minutes had passed! I walked, trying to ignore others, but it simply didn't work. One ugly guy walked by with a girl, three other bastards were walking together, fucking kids blocked my way. WHAT THE FUCK?! Hatred was all I felt at that moment. Of course, all my insults are happening in my head, but what? Do you think I'm a degenerate/insane to yell at children and insult everyone? Although yes, I'm capable of that, but it doesn't matter. Let's close the topic… Don't bring it up again…
After a whole twenty-three minutes and fifty-four seconds, I found myself in a store where it was super cool. Walking inside, I couldn't help but yell at the top of my lungs:
— EASY FOR ME!
The cashier and the other shoppers looked at me strangely, some even fearfully. Not surprising, since I was speaking a completely different language and shouting. Fuck it, that's what I thought at the moment. Calming down and recovering after Anubis's curse, I started picking out food and lots of goodies. And of course, I got instant ramen for my sister. I don't even know why I specified what kind of ramen it was, it's obvious what kind it is. The most ordinary… God, aren't you guys used to me yet after three whole pages? I thought I was a pretty understandable character… Am I a CHARACTER? Isn't this some kind of nonsense, my author is a really stupid moron if he decided to put this on public display. Oh well, it doesn't matter. After getting everything I wanted, I started approaching the cashier. Behind the counter stood a fat bastard, a dwarf, a nerdy loser. Looking closely at his name tag, I could read the following:
—Hyan… Seok…
— Cool name, dude.
—T-thank you."
The dialogue didn't last long, and as I understood, he couldn't speak well. Maybe he was sick with something, IDK. Surprisingly, he worked very quickly. I didn't even have time to blink before he finished scanning everything I had collected.
— That will be four hundred and ninety-five yen, sir.
— No problem, dude. -With these words, I gave him the money.
Turning toward the exit, I encountered three guys who looked angry. I walked past them, went outside, and started walking home. If one of those bitches had tried to shove me with their shoulder, fists would have been flying. I wouldn't have tolerated that! Ugh… Walking home, I swung the bag back and forth, up and down. My eyes got tired, and without noticing, I completely closed them. Opening my eyes again, I saw the following scene: Carriages, half-humans, noise everywhere, giant castle walls, knights in armor. Holy shit, that's when I understood…
— I'VE BEEN TRANSPORTED TO ANOTHER WORLD, BITCHES!! -I yelled across the square, raising my arms as high as possible.
People, half-humans, and other things stared at me, and some carriages even stopped. I didn't give a fuck. I'm in another world, you whores, I'm fucking great and the strongest! I wasn't sent here for nothing, right? Or am I dead, motherfucker? I didn't see a truck, so I can rule out that option. Let's assume I was summoned here for a great mission, namely – saving the world, saving the princess, saving something or someone else. Or maybe I'm the main villain destined to destroy this rotten world! Or I'll destroy this world, and in the end, I'll be the hero! The thought alone is mind-blowing and incredibly awesome.
— Where should I go?
That was a really good question, because I didn't know anything about this place. I'm fucking amazed I'm not panicking! I reacted to this completely calmly thanks to the author and the fact that he simply doesn't know how to write characters. Maybe that's why I react this way? Or maybe it's a super twist in the late-game content. I don't know, stop asking questions, bitches. I had no choice but to go down a lonely alley where there was no one. The best place to think and make a plan. Going there, I just kept walking. I walked around and didn't know what to do, but I already had some ideas: Become a knight? Approach the king/queen? Say something like, "I'M FROM ANOTHER WORLD, give me money and bitch status!" And yes, if you're interested, I wasn't planning on going home. This is such an opportunity, just think about it: Scientists will be amazed, and nerds will piss themselves with envy! Maybe I'll even have my own harem here. Ha-ha-ha, who knows, who knows? I'm great after all and in general…
— Hey, kid, you're wearing some strange clothes.
Turning around, I saw this: three thugs stood before me, their whole appearance screaming for trouble, and a short-haired girl with them. Would I fuck her? Ha-ha-ha-ha! Of course, a very stupid question. I'm in another world, and I'm great! I can do whatever the fuck I want.
— What do you want, NPC?
— You're not from around here, right? Lost? It happens to the best of us. You're out of luck today; hand over your money nicely, and we'll leave. If not, who knows what might happen to you?
— Ha-ha-ha, look at him! He's going to die of fear!
While he was speaking, the others chimed in. Their faces contorted into nasty smiles. They anticipated easy prey, easy money. There were more of them, and they were on their territory—meaning anything goes. Good thing I'm better than them in every way.
— Hold on a second, idiot, we're not in Re:Zero, and I'm not a crybaby.
Grinning, I pointed at myself, and looking over my "conversation partners," I continued.
—If you want to fight, asshole, please, but keep in mind, I'll take you four down if necessary. And I'll fuck your girl too, right in front of your eyes, you bastards. – pointing at the girl, I said.
It's hard to say whether they understood a single word I said besides the fact that I was ignoring their "request." Stupid idiots… They don't look strong; a couple of scars on their faces, some are taller than me, and they probably don't have any weapons. They just decided to overwhelm me with numbers, dickheads. But that's okay, I have a plan; I'll still win.
— You seem not to understand, kid, what's happening right now. Ask yourself: Do you want to die here?"
— What are these stupid questions, Jero? The kid is clearly out of his mind. Look at him, he's bluffing, saying he can beat the four of us 'if necessary' all alone. Ha-ha! That's a good joke." With these words, he started slowly approaching me; his face expressed fearlessness and complete calm. He clearly wasn't taking my words seriously. Approaching almost close enough to touch, he continued:
— He doesn't even have a weapon, what are you going to do with us, huh? Idiot? Maybe you're really supposed to die today…?" He didn't manage to finish…
I hit the fucker right in the face with all my might. I'm better than him, right? Surprised, he sat down on his ass, clutching his nose. I saw a stream of blood gushing from his nose. That's right, you fucker, you'll learn not to underestimate me, the greatest!