It was a time that could not be called evening or night.
Perhaps visibility was poor, or perhaps I was looking elsewhere.
It happened on a sidewalk without traffic lights.
A child crossing the sidewalk suddenly stopped and froze.
Wondering what was going on, I followed the child's gaze and saw a truck approaching at high speed.
The child did not move.
No, she collapsed.
I jumped over the guardrail and jumped out in a flash.
'What am I doing?'
This is not a drama or a novel, and I thought there was no way someone would do something like that for a stranger.
It seems I was a better person than I thought.
Or maybe I had a desire to be a hero.
"Don't be so stupid, you brat!"
I rushed towards the collapsed child and lightly slapped her on the cheek. Light soon returned to her eyes.
I slowly lifted her up.
"Wha, what's happening? My legs feel so weak."
In a weak voice, she mustered her thoughts out loud. I could barely lift her. It wasn't that she was heavy, it's that I hadn't exercised in years, I was skinny as a stick.
I suddenly heard a loud honk. A huge truck with blinding headlights was approaching.
I realized there was no time for me to get away. I summoned my last bit of strength and pushed the girl as far as I could from the street.
Suddenly, I recalled the only time I ever confessed my feelings in high school. The girl was a serious classmate with long black hair.
But you can't judge a person by their looks, and not only did she harshly reject me, but she also told everyone around and made fun of me.
Maybe I just didn't have a knack for judging people, but it was a tough experience for me. Since then, no matter how much I liked someone, I couldn't bring myself to confess.
'I just wanted a girlfriend...'
It's not the sort of thing I'd want to say with my last breath, but it seems to fit my life.
"Aaargh!"
The child who had been pushed away was crying in the corner of the road.
Unlike this child, I don't have a family to mourn for me.
My parents had already died in an accident, so I was all alone in the world.
It had been a lackluster 35 years of life, but I managed to put an end to it somehow.
And so, I thought to myself, "I've done pretty well with my life," and I smiled with satisfaction.
"Hey! That girl you saved. She's going to be a scientist who saves the world in the future. I'll grant her last wish in recognition of her achievement! Though, that's only on the parallel world Earth that the junior goddess is in charge of, you know?"
'What?'
A voice whispered in my ear.
"That's why! I'm telling you that I'll make you popular as a reward for saving the world! The Earth you're going to is struggling with a declining population, so do your best and have lots of kids! I'll give you lots of special offers too! Well done, good job!"
An overly cheerful female voice stirred in my ears.
Where on earth was that voice coming from? I wondered as I looked around to find the source of the voice.
"Ah."
I was swallowed up by the headlights of the truck approaching me.
――I closed my eyes tightly from the impact, but my body didn't fly away at all.
I cautiously opened my eyes.
"Huh?"
What I saw wasn't a truck, but a small, messy room.
"Where am I...?"
No, where am I?
I got up from my bed and looked around the dark room.
The furniture and the position of the window looked familiar.
I opened the curtains, and the light let in and revealed the inside of the room.
A school uniform was hanging on the wall.
The textbook on the desk was from my second year of high school.
...It was a familiar room.
"I think...I was saving a child, and then I heard a woman's voice that I didn't understand?"
I saved a child from an accident and was hit by a truck.
At that time, I heard the words of a mysterious woman.
"...Is that stupid?"
I thought it was an auditory hallucination before I died, but was it really the voice of God?
"There's no way there's a God, right?"
When I asked the obvious question to the air.
"Can you hear me? I am speaking directly to your head right now."
Just like when I was hit by the truck, the voice of a mysterious woman echoed in my head.
But the voice belonged to someone else.
"I heard the story from my senior. You were allowed to transfer because you were the soul that saved the other Earth. Apparently, you wanted to have many friends of the opposite sex, and this Earth, which I am in charge of, accepted your request."
"Um, well."
I was confused, not understanding what you were saying.
But the owner of the voice, who gave off a somewhat cold impression, continued to explain calmly, without paying any attention to me.
"From your perspective, the traditional gender values of men and women in this world are reversed. Furthermore, the male-female ratio is 1:30. It may be different, but in this land you will be able to live the way you want. I will give you my blessing as a greeting, so have a good life. My work is now done. Now that you know that, I gotta go, or I'll be late."
"Hey, wait a second!"
But after that, no matter how many times I called out to them, there was no response.
The clock in his room caught my eye, and it was the time I would have left home in my student days.
I stuffed the textbooks on my desk into my bag and put on my uniform.
The situation was exactly the same as back then, with only one thing that had changed.
"Who is this handsome guy..."
When I stood up at the sink to check my bedhead, I saw a man I didn't know.
Handsome, or rather, a cute, beautiful boy with a strong desire to protect.
I was dazzled by him.
And his eyes.
I'm a pure Japanese, and my eyes are supposed to be pitch black...it's strange.
His eyes are definitely black, but depending on the angle and the light, they seem to look seven colors.
When I looked, I noticed his glasses by his pillow. There was also a note nearby.
"As a thanks for your sacrifice, you'll also have access to new magic eyes that will get any girl in the mood! If you think it's too much, wear these shades. It's a killer magic eye, you know?"
Magic eyes... killer?
"Huh? Actually, a fantasy reincarnation in another world?"
From the light tone of the note, is this a favor from the goddess of the previous world?
I picked up the black rimmed shades and put them on.
They don't seem to have any prescription.
Looking back in the mirror, I was reminded that handsome men are handsome even when they wear glasses.
Also, maybe it was just my imagination, but my eyes, which had been glowing with seven colors, seemed to have turned into a plain black color.
"Oops... I have to get out of here quickly!"
I put on my school uniform and left the apartment I was used to living in and headed to school.
＊＊＊
I walked down the same familiar path I used to walk through, entered the school building that was the same as in my memory, and entered the classroom of class 2-1, which was my class at the time.
My seat was at the very back on the left side. I still remember it.
However, my friends, who I remembered, were not there.
There are only female students.
In my second year, my only good otaku friend Yamada sat to my right, but now another student sits there.
I miss him.
We ended up fighting, but it's lonely now that he's gone.
He was my only friend in my three years of high school.
The reason for the fight was so trivial.
Yamada was a barbarian who couldn't understand the culture of tsundere. I could never be friends with someone like that.
Sitting in Yamada's seat was a delinquent girl with long blonde hair that reached down to her waist.
She was sleeping with her legs draped over the desk and her arms crossed.
If it had been a short skirt, it would have been visible, but unfortunately it was a long skirt.
Her skirt was super long, almost on par with the length of a super flowery wedding dress, and it was so long that it looked like it was going to scrape the floor.
I was curious and kept glancing at her when the bad girl suddenly woke up and looked at me.
Wasn't she asleep?
"What's the matter? Do you need something from me?"
"N-no, nothing."
"You've been looking at me this whole time, haven't you? Is there something... troubling you?"
Oh?
It wasn't that I was intimidated, but rather that she sounded worried.
The blonde girl stood up from her seat and stood next to my desk, looking down at me.
I take back what I said.
She didn't seem to be trying to intimidate me, but I felt an incredible sense of intimidation.
In a physical sense.
Because of this bad girl.
She's tall, but her breasts are big too.
Her silhouette gives the impression of overwhelming mass and weight.
My eyes just couldn't help but be drawn to her.
I knew it was bad to look at her so blatantly, but I instinctively couldn't look away.
The angle of my neck unconsciously fixed itself as if I was being drawn to her.
"What's the matter, when you talk to people, look them in the eye. I'm not trying to be mean. I don't do anything to guys."
"Y-yes."
It's not like I was looking away because he was mean or anything.
My gaze was just drawn by the gravity of the twin planet you own.
I want to tell you that it's true that huge mass generates gravitational force.
"Your name was Miyagi, right? I didn't even say hello, but I'm Natsuki Aoba. Call me what you want."
With mental strength as strong as steel, I made eye contact with Natsuki, defying gravity.
When I saw her from the side, I only thought of her as a long-haired blonde yankee girl, but when I saw her from the front, she was really cute.
"I'm sitting next to you. And you're my guy friend. I'll do anything for you."
"Wh-anything?"
Did you just say anything?
I thought I heard the words from my dream.
A hallucination? No, I definitely heard them.
Repeat.
Please repeat one more time.
"Yeah, anything. Of course, I'll take a tip."
Tip? Money? Am I being mugged now?
A bold Yankee girl in the classroom in the morning.
But unfortunately, I don't want that kind of boldness.
"Um, I-I-I don't have any money..."
Seems like I still had a huge stuttering problem. Not even reincarnation can fix that.
"Money? Ah, no, no, no, that's not it..."
The Yankee panicked.
At that moment.
"Natsuki-san! What are you doing!"
"Tch."
"I heard you! We were talking about money, weren't we?"
"That's none of your business! And we weren't even talking about money!"
A girl suddenly attacked Natsuki-san.
"Miyagi-kun. Are you okay? Did Natsuki-san say something to you? Did she take your money?"
"Um..."
"I thought so! Even if it's difficult to say, I'll make sure you understand."
"No. I still... don't remember your name."
I don't know her name.
"Oh. That's right. I'm Kasugai Yoko, the class representative. Miyagi-kun just transferred here, so I think there's a lot you don't understand, so if there's anything, please ask me."
"Oh, okay. Thank you, Kasugai-san."
... Transferred here?
Huh?
Come to think of it, Natsuki-san's greeting earlier was also a bit strange.
Or rather, what is my position in this world?
"Boy. Can you hear me? I'm speaking directly to your head right now."
"... God."
"Eh?"
"Oh, sorry. Just... toilet!"
"Y-yes, please."
I dashed to the toilet and went to the farthest stall.
After closing the door, he answers as if talking to himself.
"God? Um, what is this? What position do I hold in this world?"
"It's convenient for fabricating your background, so I've arranged it so that you're a transfer student from far away."
"I see, thank you. Um, specifically where?"
"You transferred here when you were promoted to your second year. Your parents are working in another country, and you live alone in that apartment. No one knows your classmates or your past. Choose how you want to live and present yourself from now on."
"Oh, thank you."
I appreciate that.
But if you had told me that from the beginning, it would've helped me avoid the confusion.
God doesn't tell us everything.
Did he forget to explain?
"Have a good life then."
And so.
I began to start my new life as a transfer student.