Novel Bin Chapter 8: Still in a Dream?
Chapter 8: Still in a Dream?
Areh Am I still in a dream?
Thats what I muttered to myself when I woke up this morning, ate my food, and looked at my uniform.
I didnt notice it at all because the house looks nearly identical to my actual house in the real world, well thats fine and all, but no matter how I look at the uniform, its the uniform of Tojoin High School in Ojojama.
And somehow, I had the memories of Tsukasa Hisamura who lived in the manga world.
So Im still in a dream, right?
Am I really in a dream?
Can a dream this realistic be called a dream anymore?
Maybe Ive actually entered the world of the Ojojama manga?
And took the position of Tsukasa Hisamura, a character with the same name as mine in the real world?
Eh Seriously?
Have I really become Tsukasa Hisamura of Ojojama?
Thats the only way I can explain this situation.
Until yesterday, I had thought that it was only a really long dream, but it seems that Ive actually entered the world of the manga.
Its hard to believe, but well Im more than happy to be here.
You can enter the world of your favorite manga and interact with your favorite characters.
An otaku who does not rejoice at such a wonderful thing is no longer an otaku.
Eh? Wait a minute, so yesterdays events were also real in this world?
So youre saying that I actually confessed my love to Sei-chan as soon as I arrived in this world?
What? Isnt that bad?
I thought I was dreaming, so I confessed to Sei-chan without any hesitation. But if this is going to continue as my reality, I feel like its going to be really bad
Did I really confess my feelings to Sei-chan yesterday?
Cant we just say that yesterdays event was a dream and that I actually entered the world of Ojojama today?This chapter is updat𝓮d by nov(e)(l)biin.com
Oh yeah, my phone!
Yesterday, I RINED Sei-chan, thinking that I was dreaming!
If the message history is still there, then this world is a continuation of yesterday.
When I opened my RINE and looked at my text messages, I found some pretty messed up stuff.
Whats more is that I sent some insanely embarrassing stuff because of the tension in the middle of the night, or to be exact the tension due to thinking it was a dream!
Oh my god! Seriously?!
I was so embarrassed that I shouted that out in my room.
I mean, Ive already made black history on my first day in this world!
No, I dont want to admit that confessing to Sei-chan is black history, but my words of confession and the messages I sent are some serious stains in my life.
Damn, I wish I could somehow forget about all this, but theres no way I can forget about the first conversation I had with Sei-chan!
And Sei-chans reactions and everything were so cute. I want to forget about it and also not forget about it.
I definitely dont want to forget Sei-chans overly cute reactions, but I also want to forget my painful words and actions
What a dilemma, and it looks like Ill never be able to resolve it.
Well, my desire to remember Sei-chans cute appearance is many, many times greater than my desire to forget my painful words and actions, so of course Ill remember it.
I also have a massive urge to purge this talk history, But I dont want to delete Sei-chans messages
Yesterday I thought, This is probably a dream, So its my thoughts making Sei-chan say these words
When I think about the fact that Sei-chan seriously thought about those replies and sent them to me, I felt that it was so precious that I could die.
Yeah, Ill screenshot it, so no matter how many times I talk to Sei-chan from now on, the talk history will remain in my hands.
Lets make it a family heirloom.
As I was thinking this, I heard the door to my room open with a slam.
Onii-chan! Youd better get to school or youll be late!
Ah-Aha, got it Rinke
I responded to the voice, grabbed my bag and left the room.
Outside the room was my sister, Rinke Hisamura.
Of course, Shes not my sister in the real world, But the sister of the character Tsukasa Hisamura in the world of Ojojama
Shes a year younger than me, A freshmen in highschool that attends the same school as me.
Her flaxen hair is in a sidetail and she wears some cute scrunchies as her design.
She has a cute face, but she doesnt smile much when she interacts with her brother Tsukasa Hisamura.
A sister who is pretty strong-willed and scolds her no-good brother.
When she smiles, shes usually cute, but we havent seen much of her in the works.
To put it bluntly, Rinke Hisamura is another heroine who helps in adding color to the story and is one of the girls that likes the main character, Yuichi Shigemoto.
Rinke Hisamura is gaining popularity as a junior highschool character, but like Sei, Rinke Hisamura is probably a losing heroine.
Well, I guess I still havent met the main protagonist, Yuichi Shigemoto either.
The scene I saw yesterday where Sei-chan pushes away her feelings for Fujise was still pretty early on in the story.
So, perhaps, in the original story, Rinke Hisamura didnt even appear this early.
Later he finds out that his best friend, Tsukasa Hisamura, has a younger sister, who later becomes one of the heroines of the work.
Although she has a very pretty face, she doesnt smile much and always wears a Buddhas face expression.
But the embarrassed face she makes when Shigemoto or someone compliments her is just way too cute. Or the face she makes when shes angry. She says Please, stop it with an extremely cute face.
But well, I think shes probably a losing heroine, or a heroine who doesnt stick with the main character
Hang in there, Rinke.
Hah? What are you saying so suddenly?
Dont worry, youre incredibly pretty, youll definitely be happy one day.
Whaa-Hah? What are you talking about?
Whoa, she looks angry while blushing in embarrassment, just like in the original.
And you have a lovely voice.
Wha-What a-are you saying so early in the morning, Onii-chan?
I think its cute that a character like Rinke calls me Onii-chan.
Wha-? Baka onii-chan! Im going ahead first
As I was mumbling out my thoughts, Rinke went downstairs with a bright red face.
Oh no, I must have upset her.
Im sorry Rinke. Lets go together
As I hurried down the stairs, I saw Rinke waiting for me at the door after changing her shoes.
Ill be there early, onii-chan
Yeah, I know.
Rinkes cheeks are red and shes still frowning unhappily, but she still waits for me.
Im so lucky to have such a lovely sister.
Really! What are you saying?
The real world Well I guess this world has already become the real world for me. So, lets just call it the previous world.
In my previous world, I didnt have a sister nor a brother.
I guess I cant help but be happy that I suddenly have such a cute little sister.
Moreover, as I recall, Rinke had cooked dinner for me last night, as well as breakfast in the morning.
The Hisamura familys parents are always working away from home, and spend most of their time outside the house.
Thats why Rinke was in charge of cooking and such.
Thanks for the food.
Its nothing. Its just the usual
Its something you do for me all the time and Im grateful for it.
Hey, really, onii-chan, whats wrong? Did you eat something strange for breakfast today?
No, if I eat something weird, its because Rinkes the one making it, so that means Rinke must have planted it in the food.
Fufu, youre right
Oh, That was pretty cute.
It was not a full-blown smile, but the corners of her mouth raised up a little, and the atmosphere softened at once.
Yeah, you look really cute when you smile.
I stroked Rinkes head
Rinke, whos a head smaller than me, is very easy to pet.
What? No, dont do that! Youll ruin my hair!
Mmm, Ah, my bad. Sorry..
She wears her hair in a side-tail, so the direction of her hair flow is always towards her right ear.
Thinking that she was angry because I had stroked it the wrong way, I gently stroked it again to fix her hair into its original position.
N-NO, STOPP!!
Rinke then brushed my hand away and lightly tapped my chest.
Oh, youre surprisingly strong, arent you?
Mo-Mouu Onii-chan, Im leaving now or Ill really be late for school.
Aah, Got it. Dont be mad, okay?
We-Well, Im not particularly mad at you
Rinkes cheeks were red as she placed her hand on the part of her hair that I had stroked.
I knew my little sister would be very pretty.
I felt my cheeks slacken at the thought.