1 Chapter 1: Unfortunate fantasy

Michiaki Kei a 'normal' 'Average' 16 year old Highschool student and a cultured individual. With short black hair and light grey eyes. Enjoying his time watching anime, trash talking someones taste, and writing and drawing questionable pieces of art and literature. Yup average things.

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"Uuuuugh... Finally got them off my ass." Walking across the streets of japan in the night kei was heading towards a nearby conveniences store. Arriving at the store he entered. As he did the cashier in the counter flinched and began to shake in fear. Clicking his tongue he ignored the clerk and went to the drinks and snack section. Ignoring the rest of the people who distant themselves from him with wary looks plastered on their faces. Reason being that kei was currently carrying some sort of sword on his side. As the other people in the store was distancing themselves away from him. Kei just continued on to the section not caring at all.

"Okay I need to get some cola and chips as well as some of the new issue anime magazines." Grabbing a few bags of chips and a couple of cans of carbonated drinks he made his way to the magazines. As he got there he begins searching through the catalogue for the new issue.

Unfortunately for him he couldn't find the new issue.

'God dammit this store doesn't have the new issue.' He groaned as he sighed deeply. As begins to look around the others seeing if there is atleast something interesting.

Placing the chips and carbonated drinks on the floor. He picked up a magazine with a cover showing multiple anime characters. He begins to flip through the pages whilst still ignoring everyone in the store. As he was flipping through the pages he saw some familiar anime titles in the magazine.

'Re: Zero, Jobless reincarnation, and fate.' continuing to flip through the pages he didn't notice an employee was approaching him.

"S-sir?..." Turning his attention away from the magazine he looked towards the employee who was sweating and shaking. "U-u-um I would like to request to p-please l-leave the store S-sir."

Looking at the stuttering employee he groaned a bit.

"Is it because I am carrying a sword?" Nodding his head nervously he sighed. Grabbing the sword on his side the employee flinched. Lifting the sword up he looked at him dead in the eye.

"This is just a prop." He said but the employee still looked at him in fear not believing him. Clicking his tongue and placed the 'prop' back on his hip.

The reason the employee was still in fear was because the sword on his hip was in fact an actually weapon. Specifically a fictional weapon brought to the real world. [Wilt and blush] the weapons used by a certain bull in a color oriented show. A fictional weapon that he used to 'clean up'. Unfortunately the weapon wasn't exactly that unknown which meant that a lot of people are quite familiar with its notoriety. Especially its white blade and the part where the swords scabbard doubles as a rifle. Playing off the weapon on his side as a prop will most often lead to failure.

Placing the magazine back he picked up the chips and drinks and went to the counter to pay for his items.

Placing the items on the counter he looked the cashier dead in the eye who was beginning to sweat profusely.

"How much?" The cashier flinched. "C-come again?"

Pointing towards his items on the counter. "How much is all of this?"

Calmong himself down the cashier immediately began scanning the items the cashier totalled the amount.

"T-that would be 600 yen S-sir." reaching into his jacket and taking out his wallet he paid the cashier who then immediately placed all of the items in a plastic bag and handed it to him.

Taking the plastic bag he exited the store. As he exited the story he felt as if the people in the convenience store took a breath of relief.

Walking through the road he sighed annoyed.

'This is annoying just because I am the son of the leader of the largest and most notorious crime organization in all of japan doesn't mean they can just become an incoherent stuttering mess.' He angrily thought.

'So I carry a sword with a gun scabbard with me and an extra hidden gun in my coat. Doesn't mean I would kill people in public! In private? Sure if they screwed me really fucking bad. But not all the times for the most parts they get castrated or threatened with murder. Thats all!'

He sighed to himself contemplating his reputation and notoriety. 'I atleast got a friend in school who wasn't a massive pussy and actually shares the same interest as me.'

As we thinking to himself he felt something. Feeling a chill run down his body he became cautious and looked around for anything that may be suspicious.

'What was that chill?' After a while he just thought it was the wind. 'Wait that's stupid the night isn't even that cold and it isn't december plus I am wearing a coat.'

Feeling something ominous he quicken his pace towards his ride home while grasping the sword on his side while his other hand was nearing where the gun was in his coat.

As he continues on his way prepared for some sort of attack his body stopped on its tracks. As an oppressing ominous feeling crept up on him.

'This definitely can't be good.' As the feeling continued to crept on him, his eyes begin to itch. As the urge to rub his surface he instinctively remove his hand from his sword and rubbed his eyes.

As his eyes closed he suddenly felt a warm sensation. Quickly opening his eyes light begins to shine but soon disappeared revealing something quite shocking.

In front of him were some sort reptilian and animals walking around on two feet on stone paved roads with carriages being pulled around with dinosaur like creatures. The buildings looked like they belong in a medieval fantasy.

As he bare witness to the what was in front of him which reminded of a generic fantasy isekai town and a very familiar looking scene a single thought came to his mind.

'Shit.'