I Really Didn't Want to Transmigrate...

Shibuya at night.

Natsume Chikage, having just finished his shift at a cafe, walked down the street. Gazing at the neon-lit thoroughfare, he slowly recalled the past.

One day, after touching a glowing golden orb, he discovered he had transmigrated in the flesh to Tokyo, Japan, in a parallel world. He had displaced a boy who had committed suicide, inheriting the boy's memories and identity.

Because of this, in the eyes of others, he was known as Natsume Chikage.

In this world, the original owner of his body had come from a wealthy, though single-parent, household.

But good times didn't last. His father's IT company suddenly went bankrupt, leading the man to die of grief, leaving only the boy and his younger sister to scrape by in the world.

It was ironic, to say the least.

The relatives who used to visit constantly were now as indifferent as they had once been enthusiastic.

Some even worried that the family would have debts after the bankruptcy, going so far as to detour the moment they saw the siblings on the street.

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Combined with the sudden passing of his father, the original owner, who was already timid by nature, couldn't handle the massive shock and chose to check out of life.

Then, he had transmigrated here.

I really didn't want to transmigrate... Natsume Chikage sighed softly.

Before he transmigrated, he held a degree from a top-tier university and was doing quite well for himself after entering society.

Now that he had transmigrated into what felt like hell-mode difficulty, he was completely at a loss.

Misfortune and fortune are interdependent.

His transmigration wasn't entirely a bad thing.

One had to realize that even the wealthiest person in the world couldn't achieve rejuvenation.

Yet, his body had become significantly younger after the transmigration.

As for the other benefit—he closed his eyes slightly, and the mysterious orb of light he had touched before transmigrating instantly appeared in his mind.

With a thought, the orb transformed into an ethereal panel.

[Character: Chikage]
[Strength: 4] (Average adult attribute is 5)
[Agility: 4]
[Spirit: 5]
[Constitution: 5]
[Charisma: 9]
[Equipment: None]
[Distance to next attribute point reward: 3 more pieces of equipment needed!]

According to the panel, it seemed that the more of these special pieces of equipment he collected, the more attribute points he could gain to strengthen himself.

But where was he supposed to find such equipment?

Natsume Chikage was at a loss.

Just as he was deep in thought, a refreshing night breeze blew past, brushing against Natsume Chikage's handsome, refined features.

This scene caused many girls on the street to steal glances, some even wanting to walk up and strike up a conversation.

However, before they could, they realized someone had already beaten them to it.

Fujiwara Aoi, a girl with a wheat-toned complexion and a vibrant, energetic demeanor, dressed in a loose top, was running lightly ahead of Natsume Chikage.

The strap of her crossbody bag outlined a slightly slender curve across her chest, and the denim shorts she wore made her calves look exceptionally pretty.

She stopped in front of Natsume Chikage, the fabric over her chest rising and falling gently with her breathing.

"Natsume-kun, why are you walking so fast?"

Natsume Chikage looked up and realized it was an acquaintance, Fujiwara Aoi, who worked at the same cafe as him.

"Fujiwara-san, is something the matter?"

Fujiwara Aoi's gaze flickered, her expression shy:

"I got off work a bit early today, you haven't had dinner yet, right?"

"I know a decent place nearby. If you don't have anything else to do... how about we go eat together?"

Natsume Chikage remembered that the supermarket was having a sale today, and his sister had said she wanted to go shopping with him.

Thinking of this, he was about to refuse.

However, just then, he felt his arm being held.

Natsume Chikage turned his head and his gaze fell upon a petite, adorable figure.

Her soft, smooth long hair was meticulously trimmed into neat bangs, making her small, delicate oval face look all the more precious.

Wearing a pale yellow sundress, the fresh and elegant color made her skin look like snow, like a flower bud just beginning to bloom in spring.

Natsume Ruri looked at Fujiwara Aoi with a wary expression.

"Who are you?"

Fujiwara Aoi, not knowing what to think, turned pale:

"Natsume-kun, could this be your girlfriend?"

Natsume Chikage was caught between laughter and tears:

"She's my sister!"

Fujiwara Aoi's face lit up, and she apologized repeatedly:

"I'm so sorry, I didn't realize she was your sister."

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood!"

Natsume Ruri, feeling a bit unhappy, puffed out her cheeks:

"Brother, who is this person?"

Natsume Chikage introduced her:

"She is my colleague from the cafe."

Fujiwara Aoi looked at the petite and cute Natsume Ruri, her eyes sparkling with brilliance, dying to reach out and hug the adorable girl.

But thinking that this was the first time she had met Natsume Chikage's own sister, and not wanting to leave a bad impression, she suppressed the urge.

She gave an energetic smile and introduced herself:

"Nice to meet you, I'm Fujiwara Aoi!"

Natsume Ruri had initially thought this girl was just like the others, trying to hit on her brother. Looking at it now, had she gotten it wrong?

With that thought, she gave a very dignified little bow:

"Nice to meet you, I'm Natsume Ruri."

Fujiwara Aoi happily took some snacks out of her small bag and handed them to Natsume Ruri:

"These snacks are really good, here you go!"

Natsume Ruri paused, not quite understanding why she was suddenly being given snacks, but she accepted them very politely.

"Thank you, Fujiwara-onee-san."

Fujiwara Aoi asked curiously:

"Natsume-kun, since your sister is here, does that mean you have other things to do?"

Natsume Chikage nodded:

"Yeah, I'm planning to go to the nearby supermarket with my sister to pick up some things."

Hearing this, Fujiwara Aoi felt a bit of regret, but she quickly cheered up and smiled:

"I see, then I won't keep you."

"Ruri-chan, see you next time!"

Natsume Chikage waved goodbye:

"Bye."

Natsume Ruri's face darkened.

What kind of "Ruri-chan" was that?

But remembering that her brother was still there, she gave a dignified smile in farewell:

"Goodbye, Fujiwara-onee-san."

After Fujiwara Aoi left:

"Brother, was that girl your girlfriend just now?" Natsume Ruri asked, pretending not to care.

"How could that be?" Natsume Chikage shook his head.

Natsume Ruri smiled brightly: "That's true. Brother has been single for so many years, how could you possibly find a girlfriend after just working at a cafe for a few days!"

"Thanks, I feel a bit offended..."

Afterward, the two of them headed toward the supermarket.

On the way, Natsume Chikage caught sight of a second-hand bookstore and stood frozen for a moment, then walked toward it with a sense of pleasant surprise.

"Brother, did you take a wrong turn? The supermarket is that way!"

As if he couldn't hear his sister, he arrived at the entrance of the second-hand bookstore and picked up a book that was emitting an unusual glow.

[Young Boy's Painful Diary]

[Quality: White](White < Blue < Green < Purple < Gold)

[Effect: Upon use, you can precisely recall a specific portion of painful, distressing memories and will never be able to forget them again. (Two uses remaining)]

[Synthesis Requirements: Requires at least three pieces of equipment of the same type]

[Description: That small town was the boy's abyss and the source of his agony.]