1 "What the fuck!?"
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The wind blows against me as I stand on the edge of the roof of a five storey building. "This should be high enough.." I murmur as I look down. I take my last breath, and lean forward without hesitation.
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The last thing I heard was a loud thud. I can't move my limbs nor can I speak, I can't open my eyes either, but why can I still hear my own thoughts?
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After some time I manage to open my eyes, and the first thing I see is a ceiling. I slowly sit up and look around, and mumble "A bedroom?" The room is lit with a pink light.
There's a huge mirror on the wall to my right, and what I see shocks me; there's a reflection of a girl. "What the fuck!? A-a girl?!"
...Since I've watched a lot of anime, and read a lot of manga and light novels, I know what this might be. Transmigration... But why a girl?
As I'm staring at my reflection, wondering why my face and voice looks and sounds feminine as I'm nerding and theorizing in my head, I hear shifting in the sheets beside me. Out of the corner of my eye I glance at my side.
...There's a naked man sleeping right beside me. My eyes widen as I start panicking internally and moving away from him.
As I'm shifting away I feel something under my hand, it feels like paper. I move my hand away to look at what it is... Money. I take a closer look, bringing the pieces of yen closer to my face. "¥30000..." P-prostitution? I lift the covers up and look under it to confirm... Eh?
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I'm currently walking on the sidewalk after exiting the love hotel, making do with the clothes the owner of this body was wearing, which were on the floor. So, this body has a feminine face and figure; a girly face, slender build and waist, curves in the right places and all that, but I have a dick...
There's people everywhere as I look around. "Tokyo, huh..." I murmur. This is the first time I've been in Tokyo, and I'm lowkey excited- But my mood dimishes upon remembering I was fucked by some stranger, though it was actually the owner of this body who had his cheeks clapped, but still...
And I don't even know where I'm going, but at the same time I do? ...Must be the knowledge of the previous owner of this body, neat.
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I'm now standing in front of an apartment door. Is this where I'm going to stay?
I search the shoulder/hand bag for a key, and once I find it I insert the key into the key hole, and unlock it.
I then open the door and step inside the room and close the door behind me.
I take off the heeled ankle boots, and walk into the living room. Looking around I say "It's alright, I guess." The room is pretty basic. I walk towards the fridge and open it, just to see what's inside. There's groceries and fruits and stuff, but the thing that got my attention is the- "Pudding!"
I grab a custard pudding and tear off the seal, and start eating it with a spoon I found on top of the kitchen countertop. "Delish~"
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I'm now laying on the sofa after eating 2 custard puddings, bored as hell, until I get the idea to look through the shoulder/hand bag. It might relieve my boredom for a while.
Zzzzzzip (Idk😭)
"A packet of tissues, lip balm, hair brush, perfume, moisturizer, some gums and mints, a compact mirror, some hair ties and clips, a pen and small notepad?.." I mumble, indentifying the items as I take the them out of the bag and place them atop the coffee table. "A moisturizer, phone, mini makeup kit, purse, and a box of bandaids..."
Now, did I know what these items were called and used for? No. But do I now? Yes. So this kind of confirms my theory; the knowledge of the previous owner of this body transfered to me.(🤓) "But I have no clue on what happened to the previous owner of this body.." Maybe he got his soul taken out of his body?... I just shrug and say "I'll think about it later."
"Hm..." I hum as I inspect the purse, which I am currently holding, before opening it.
Zzzzzip
I look inside the purse before looking through it.
The first thing I see is the ¥30000, and upon seeing the pieces of yen again my face scrunches up as if I ate a lemon, so I just continue looking through the purse, trying not to think about it.
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"...Huh?" I'm curently staring wide eyed at the information on this ID card. 16. 16 years old, a secondary school student, and he was selling his body... Couldn't he have just worked part time at a convenience or grocery store, or a supermarket instead of prostituting? Did he need money badly?
As I'm thinking of reasons on why he sold his body, I exhale and say "This is too much for me... Guess I'll explore" and get up of the sofa.
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After walking around for a while, exploring the place, I got bored again. I'm currently sitting on my bed sprawled out with my back leaning against the wall. Suddenly a thought crosses my mind. "Should I kill myself again?... Nah, I should at least try to live in this body for a while and see how it goes, whether it's worth living or not."
Suddenly the phone buzzes. There's a notification on the screen from a.. group chat, and there the LINE app icon beside it. So I turn on and unlock the phone, and press on the LINE app.
Mina: Heyyy
Kyoko: Hii
Hitomi: I saw a pigeon poop on someone today
Mina: What? wwww
Kyoko: www
Are these the previous body owner's friends?
Hitomi: Hmm Hikaru's pretty silent today
Mina: Yeah, I noticed that
Mina: Hikaruuuu why aren't messaging us
Mina: 🥺
Hitomi: Yeah do you hate us Hikaru-chan?💔
Kyoko: 😢😢
I don't know what to say... I'll just send an emoji.
Me: 👋
Hitomi: You're alive
Hitomi: 😯
Mina: Hikaru!!! 😭
Kyoko: 💃
Mina: What the hell is that emoji wwwww
Hitomi: wwww
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I continue lurking in the group chat, until I got comfortable enough to join in the conversation. They're just talking about random stuff.
As time goes by as I'm just texting on the group chat, I notice that it's dark right now, making me realize that I got too absorbed. Looking out of the window I see that it's now night. The only source of light in the room is the brightness from my phone screen. And then I remember that there's school tomorrow, so I send a goodnight next before turning off the my phone.
Letting my upper body fall onto the mattress, I stare at the ceiling. "School, huh..." I haven't been to school in a few years. Not like I have a lot of memories of my secondary school days though, since I stopped going after a few months of my first year. I basically avoided school and stayed home. I don't remember the reason, and I don't wan't to.
"Haaahh... Just go to sleep, don't think about it." I told myself. I close my eyes, trying not to think about anything as I slowly drift off to sleep.
(This chapter is still wip😓)
