Amamiya Natsuki: "..."
I really was only trying to persuade you to stay. I wasn't trying to provoke you!
You'd already lived through the Catastrophe of Supernatural Stories, and you still had a tsundere streak?!
Amamiya Natsuki cleared his throat twice.
"Senpai, don't force yourself..."
"Stop babbling, coward. If you don't dare go in, then stay outside like a good boy." Ryuzaki Mom glared at him. "Hurry up!"
"..."
As expected.
Tsunderes and sharp tongues in real life weren't cute at all.
Amamiya Natsuki put away his phone, made sure he was fully prepared, and said,
"Well... I'm going in."
The school's iron gate stood wide open. Blood was splattered across it, and piles of scattered school uniforms lay at the entrance.
Amamiya Natsuki stepped around the clothes on the ground and walked into the school.
The next second,
a powerful wave of dizziness washed over him.
"Huh?!"
Amamiya Natsuki suddenly sat bolt upright, stunned to find himself in a classroom. His classmates were chattering around him, and the words "Welcome, new students" were written on the blackboard.
"What just happened... Was it a nightmare?"
Amamiya Natsuki pressed a hand to his forehead. His head throbbed faintly, as if he'd just woken from an incredibly long dream. In that dream, he'd even spent most of summer vacation.
He turned to look out the window.
The sun was shining.
The view was lovely.
A gentle breeze stirred the cherry blossoms on campus, scattering their colorful petals across the ground.
Over by the athletic field, members of the upperclassmen's sports clubs were training hard, sweating buckets.
"Was that really a dream?"
Amamiya Natsuki furrowed his brow.
As time passed, his memories grew hazier by the second. He instinctively sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put his finger on it. Then he