1 Ishigami Yu
All right, let's do this one last time...
My name is peter- NOT
*COUGH*
My name is Ishigami Yu, just a normal loner shut-in that's in love with manga, anime, and video games.
I was bitten by a radioactive spider- WRONG!
*COUGH* *COUGH*
I was struck in a coma state whilst remembering things I shouldn't have.
Remembering the fact that Ishigami Yu and everyone around him was fictional characters from an Anime and knowing that I wasn't supposed to be him in the first place, was not the kind of memories you'd be expecting to remember after being in a coma after three months.
And just by that, I know you know the rest. Um... probably. Hopefully...
Actually, let me just tell you.
Memories flashed through my brain: "Well if you want to stay in school, you're going to have to write a reflection and keep up with your homework." "What's with that sulky look?! You realize I'm going out of my way to make time for you, right?" 'You're just getting what you deserve! if you hadn't done something so crazy..." "You're already fifteen, and you can't even muster a single 'I'm sorry?!"
Why are they saying such things? well... To put it simply, I beat some guy who's doing shady business in my class. The guy is cheating on his girlfriend whom I admire.
No, I don't have a crush on his girlfriend or anything like that. But she looked at everyone as a friend, no matter how gloomy someone is, they'll always be healed by her smile.
She's unlike everyone else who either makes friends as a way to make connections for their parent's companies or peoples who joins clubs while pretending to be friends. I doubt even the guys who get a girlfriend by joining the sports club even plays the game, they're simply bench warmer from the very start.
But anyway, the guy I was talking about acted like the victim last second, and I was branded as the girl's 'stalker'.
It led to me being told to make an "apology letter" to that Ko Ogino bastard. If I could just give him the apology letter first and THEN punch him, I would send a truck full of those. I doubt the teacher allowed me to though.
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"Kufufu... That's right... I was annoying, cringy, and crazy"
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"I'm sorry, who are you?" After waking up I tried to fake a memory loss.
"Amnesia…" In the end, I was labeled with that.
However, I was found out immediately.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!? DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH THIS!?" These words come from the figure I called 'father'
If this was the past me, I would've lowered my head as I shook in fear.
But...
"Yes. I could. " flatly, I stated.
Which, after widening his eyes for a bit, he raised his hand to slap me. "You-!"
I let that hand land on my face.
It hurts.
Yes, it hurts.
But I am crazy, aren't I?
So it won't really matter anymore.
"All I need to do is to write a simple 'Apology' letter, and that is all, right? Won't it make it easier if they got the idea; that I have a personality change after amnesia?" Thus, I stated.
But that statement changes my father's face to a frown. "Yu....why— why are you like this!?"
"Why are YOU like this?" I asked him back.
"You want me to apologize right? So, I made a scenario where I could. Nevertheless, it failed. How disappointing..." I turned back lazily towards the desk.
Placed a piece of paper, and start writing. A formal reflection essay on a fake apology.
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Since I have a 'what to do' slot right in my checklist, that would be my goal from now on. And of course, leaving this god damned house is also one of them.
My parents hold me back at first, but then after I submitted my 'Reflection' and now jumping right back into the game, they let me be as I wanted to. As long as I have the internet, time, and my laptop, Money won't be a problem.
And so, I simply did what any self-insert main character would do to earn money in their world.
Plagiarism. Well, not everything will be plagiarized. I just… write some novels and BOOM, this world was hyped up on the reverse Isekai genre now and I mine bitcoins more rather than plagiarism, but that's a story for another time.
Anyway… Somehow, they let me enroll in the school. But before all of that...
"You are Ishigami-kun, right?" It was the student council president that called out my name.
Miyuki Shirogane, is a second-year high school student at Shuchi'in Academy and the president of the 67th and 68th Student Council.
"So essentially, in order to prevent harm to Kyoko Ootomo, you didn't raise any objections. This is what I've inferred by piecing together what information I could collect. Or rather, what we inferred."
I have a feeling this guy might be Kudo Shinichi in disguise. There has never been a video of me beating the shit out of Ko Ogino, yet this guy can decipher that right after he becomes the president.
"From our follow-up investigation, we learned that Kyoko Ootomo's relationship collapsed a few days later. There doesn't seem to be any strange rumors spreading around."
Now that makes me wonder, if that guy still becomes paranoid even though I had bothered writing a reflection.
"Apparently Ogino was quite wary of you."
"After all, who'd want to be on the bad side of a guy who didn't even bother to hand in a reflection essay to get his suspension lifted? Your suspension actually ended up keeping Ogino in line. "
I just submitted my reflection a week ago though?
"I don't plan to argue whether you were right or wrong. The reality is that you could have handled things better. But in terms of the outcome, Ogino kept his shady business to a minimum, and Kyoko Ootomo was not harmed. You've achieved your goal... Good Work, Ishigami."
Now if you would've done these sooner. I would've been praising you as a god right now, Kaichou...
After saying those words, He swiftly takes a paper and a pen.
"And that means, the reflection you should be writing...IS THIS! " At the end of that line, he shows me that paper.
'SHUT UP, MORON' was written on that paper.
Even though I'm no longer the same Ishigami a couple of months ago...
That still made my eyes water.
"Sorry but... you're a bit too late, Kaichou. "
"Huh?"
Even though tears fall from my eyes, the eyes weren't glinting with sadness or happiness. With a twisted grin that could shudder anyone down their spine, this is the face of satisfaction.
That's simply why, Kaichou...
Since I'm not the same Ishigami from 3 months ago.
Just by waking up...
"I'm already broken."
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DING*
≪Message: Welcome to the Dimensional Chat Group≫
DING*
≪You have become an Admin.≫
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≪3 Random members will be selected in 24 hours.≫
DING*
['Administrator Y' Just joined the server]
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Before that, I was planning on taking my vengeance against Ogino. But well, now that Shirogane-Kaichou finds out about it... I don't feel like doing it at all. It sounds troublesome now that I think about it again.
But, of course, I've changed.
After that incident, I vigorously cut my hair as my "way" to abandon the old Ishigami.
Though, they're still long enough to cover one of my eyes, my appearance is certainly different.
I looked in the mirror.
There it is, my reflection of a broken guy, with messy long hair and sleepy eyes that somehow looks like they have eyeliners below them.
The old Ishigami was not only 'annoying, cringy, and crazy', But he was also delusional. That's why this shall be the new Ishigami.
The true 'Annoying, cringy, and crazy'.
Saa~ let the game begin.
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And with that, I enrolled at Shuchi'in Academy.
"Hey isn't that Ishigami?"
"He looks different."
I'm not even surprised. Even if my looks have changed, this new expression where I fake smile at everything makes it seem like I'm a different person. Still looks gloomy though...
"Ishigami Yu, the current treasurer of the high school Student Council, please take care of me."
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A day later...
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Ah yes, I've seen these kinds of fanfictions too. Fanfic where the main character visited another world via 'dimensional group chat'.
DING*
≪Message: Random members have been selected.≫
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['Good Slime' Just joined the Server]
['Pervy Sage' Just joined the Server]
['Wise Grandson' Just joined the server]
Umu.
Now, this makes me wonder...
I opened the chat room. Silence? There's a bit of a pause before,
DING*
[Good slime: Hello?] The sender of this is the 'Good Slime'.
Just by looking at the username, I think we all know who he is.
Now then, regarding how should I react to these guys...
Nope, thinking about is too troublesome.
That's why...
[Administrator Y: Hello there, Rimuru Tempest the slime.] Thus, I chatted.
Now here's the thing I noticed about Dimensional Group Chat fics.
I just can't figure out they're all typing whilst sending into one message, or somehow magically turning their voice to texts.
Why?
Because, naturally, you can AND will think twice when you were going to send any kinds of chats.
So, it should be kind of impossible for them to act 'bashful' or any spontaneous reactions in a chat.
In fact, they would keep their tsukkomis inside their head, before actually responding to something.
(A/N: Manzai is a traditional style of comedy in Japanese culture comparable to double-act comedy or stand-up comedy. Manzai usually involves two performers —a straight man (tsukkomi) and a funny man (Boke) —trading jokes at great speed. Most of the jokes revolve around mutual misunderstandings, double-talk, puns, and other verbal gags. Basically, tsukkomi is the guy who reacts to the boke's stupid act.)
Speaking simply, NO, I CAN'T IMAGINE WHITE BEARD TYPING "Gurarara" UNINTENTIONALLY.
Therefore...
[Good slime: Who are you? What is this Chat group?]
Now that's how the natural reaction should be.
Those other two members should rather be pondering our conversation right now...
[Administrator Y: Me? I believe you could tell who am I just by looking at my username.]
A bit of chit-chat before dropping the big bombs...
[Good Slime: Well then, Admin Y-san, how do you know who I am?]
Now we're on track... I know who Pervy sage is, but I need to know who's this Grandson guy.
[Administrator Y: Oh, I know lots of things.]
I'll see how the other two will act.
There's a bit of a pause before eventually,
[Wise Grandson: Was it you who reincarnated me? ]
This question was not from the slime.
It was from the 'Wise Grandson'.
Well, this is hard.
Who's 'grandson' even are yo- Ah...
[Administrator Y: I see you've been successfully reincarnated safe and sound, Shin Wolford.]
That anime... I don't particularly like it.
Some parts of it were okay, but many were just forced situations, especially the romance.
And I'm not talking about forced situations as in 'Anime misunderstandings' or any kind of it.
But those are stories for another time...
Now then, looking back at the phone in my hand I read the new message.
[Pervy Sage: I wanted to ask about my name, but now that it has got to this point... What do you know about me?]
And the sage finally talks.
To which, [Administrator Y: I was hoping to get my hands on one of your Novels for a while now, but I didn't think that'll be possible. Well, for now, at last.]
Now I've figured out all the members...
They all read that last statement in confusion.
[Good slime: We'll get to meet you?] That was none other than Rimuru the slime.
[Administrator Y: Who knows?]
Well, this will be interesting.
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To be continued.
