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Chaos. Everything is chaotic.
Bright lights flashing. Voices overlapping. Alarms beeping somewhere in the background.
People talking loudly all around me.
Wait… why can't I understand them?
They're speaking in a language I don't recognize. Spanish? No… definitely not.
Wait a second—could it be… Japanese?
Yeah, that would actually make sense.
You're probably wondering how I can even guess that.
Well, one of the few hobbies I had in my previous life was watching anime and reading manga.
So I've heard enough Japanese to at least recognize the sound of it—even if I don't understand a single word.
Besides, the vibe here just feels… familiar in a weird way.
Anyway… something feels off. Really off.
My body feels weightless. My limbs feel tiny. I can't move. I can't even sit up.
I try lifting my hand—nope. Nothing.
Oh no.
Shit. I've been reincarnated.
Just like one of those isekai protagonists.
Well… maybe this time, life will be better.
I mean, the woman holding me—who I'm assuming is my mom—is absolutely gorgeous. Blonde hair, deep blue eyes, glowing skin. She looks like she walked out of a romance anime.
She's smiling at me gently, and even though I don't understand what she's saying, her voice sounds soft and kind.
And my dad—wait… why the hell does he have green hair?
Did he dye it? Or is it normal to have anime-colored hair in this world?
Whatever. Now all the nurses and doctors are staring at me like I'm supposed to do something.
They're gathered around, watching me like I'm a rare animal or something.
…Oh. I get it now.
WAAAAAAAAAAAH! WAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Yep. They were waiting for me to cry.
And yes, it's incredibly embarrassing to cry like this—especially when, just moments ago, I was in my third year of high school.
Everything feels surreal. My brain's still trying to catch up with what's happening.
Reincarnation? Japan? Green-haired dad?
Yeah… this is going to take some getting used to.
All this thinking is wearing me out.
My tiny baby brain can't handle this much existential crisis.
My eyelids are getting heavy…
I guess… I'll drift off for now...
One Day Later
That was some amazing sleep—honestly, one of the best I've ever had.
So deep, so peaceful. No nightmares, no stress, no deadlines.
Just pure, uninterrupted rest.
Right now, I'm in a car with my mother and father.
The sun is shining through the window, and I'm wrapped in a soft little blanket.
And it feels… how can I say it?
Safe.
Peaceful. Warm.
I don't need to think about anything. No homework. No late-night studying. No worrying about rent or school.
Just relax.
Yeah… this is the life. Doing absolutely nothing.
In my previous life, I had to work, study, and basically act as a full-time nanny for my little brother.
But here? Nothing. No responsibilities. Just breathing and blinking.
I could get used to this.
Aaaaand… I'm drifting off again…