Chapter 19

My Reality is a Romance Game


Chapter 19

The point at which I loaded back to was just before I used the ‘Morph Potion’ .

“Haah…”

The agonizing pain still remained coursing through my brain .
Thankfully ‘Load’ completely nullified all damage done to the body .
If I tried to load back with my blood draining as all my internal organs were crushed, I’d end up dying in the end .

Heaving a sigh of relief, I shook my head to recollect myself .
She’s most likely in the cafe by now .

I was currently in this screwed up situation all because of choosing the wrong words to speak .
When I checked the ‘Game System’ the ‘Morph Potion’ was gone .
Looks like it won’t revert items back to its previous state after loading back once it has been used up .

So it intends to make me repurchase it, huh?

But it doesn’t seem like Akamine was pretending to be aware of the potion .

Akamine and that yakuza man .
It was obvious that the two of them were quite intimate .
It didn’t seem like they were experiencing discord .
Or perhaps there were other yakuza besides that man a while ago?

Whatever it is, looks like it’ll be irrational to use the ‘Morph Potion’ again with this much information .
For the time being, I ditched my appointment and returned home . As for the appointment, I can use the ‘Morph Potion’ again and patch everything up by turning into that politician .

The reason for why I returned home was to reorganize myself and all the information a bit more before utilizing the ‘Morph Spray’ again . Since they’re people who’re capable of saying stuff like burying people in asphalt, leisurely getting closer to them is bad news . It had already dawned on me . If by chance I died instantly without being able to load back, then everything would’ve been over .

The feeling of floating around between life and death resurfaced .
Just how on earth should I make my counterattack?
The only weapon I have is nothing but the ‘Sleep Spray’ .
Just what kind of card would serve as a more decisive move?

Thinking of digging up more information I opened Akamine’s purse once again and started to line up all the business cards onto my bed . Everything, from her driver’s license to the cards inserted alongside it . It was the first time I had completely emptied out her purse .

I fished around the business cards just in case there was someone even higher up the ladder, but it seemed that the politician prior was topmost one . I couldn’t find any other name beyond his .

I guess it could be said that getting involved by transforming into someone from the parliament wouldn’t be a good idea since she was intimate with the yakuza .
Looking after me, huh?

Highly doubtful . It wasn’t a definitive card .
In the first place, this whole plan of turning into the politician was based on the premise that she wasn’t on good terms with the yakuza .

I tried thinking of it in the likes of their intimacy being a mere outward appearance, but in the end I didn’t have sufficient information to back that up . Throwing away the card, I picked up Akamine’s driver’s licence .

As expected, she looked pure and innocent in the photo .
To think that she’d spout stuff like getting excited over killing someone with this kind of appearance .
No other way to describe her but a real shitty woman . A complete waste of such an innocent appearance .

“Oh?”

As I looked at the photo in her driver’s licence, an incredibly unpleasant memory resurfaced .
Something seriously uncomfortable .

Her full name was different .

Full Name: Kimoto Ririsa
Address: Tottori Prefecture, Tottori City, East Town XXX

The face is the same .
There’s no doubt that it’s her face .
Since it was put together with her business card, I didn’t particularly bother about the name portion on her license till now . But now, this name was different from what I knew . Kimoto? Isn’t she Akamine? Suddenly, a terrifying thought dawned on me as cold sweat ran down my spine . I was overwhelmed, that somehow… I might’ve ended up associating with someone I shouldn’t have associated with .

Thinking that I had to confirm it, I took out my phone . I fiddled around in my pocket and took out the paper given to me by Kusora Yurea . Dialing her written down residential number, I immediately clicked the call button .

Tiriririri

Come on, pick up . Please .
As I raised my voice, I continued to pray that the call was received . However, it continued to ring, without anyone answering .

Tiriririri

The continuous ringing made me terribly impatient . It can’t be that she gave me some other number that didn’t even exist, right? Just as I was about to throw my phone at the wall in rage, I was finally graced with a voice from the other end .

I placed the phone near my ear once again .

“Hello?”

“Hello . ”

The voice I heard was somewhat hoarse . I had to confirm whether it was really her or not .

“Um… Kusora-san?”

That’s what I asked to confirm my guesses when I heard the hoarse voice from the other end again .

“Oji-san?”

“Yeah, it’s me . ”

The manner of addressing that would always piss me off suddenly became my only respite in this situation . She’s the one who told me not to get involved with Akamine too much . Of course she’d give me false information .

“Is something the matter? You don’t really sound spirited at the moment . ”

I felt like tears were about to come out seeing that she’s even able to sense what I’m going through at the moment . That’s just how big of a mental blow I was given by Akamine .

“Yeah, I’m fine . I wanted to ask about something . ”

“What is it?”

“That woman, the organizer of the social parties . The woman you told me to be careful about . ”

“Yes, what about the Madam?”

“Do you perhaps know what her name is?”

“Yes, I do . Please wait a second . If I recall correctly, um…… perhaps…… it might’ve been…… Kimoto-san, I suppose?”

The name Kusora Yurea knew was also Kimoto . And so another can of worms exploded at my face .

“I see . Thank you . I’m kind of in a hurry, so I’ll talk to you again some time . ”

“O-Oji-san?”

At the end of that sentence, I cut the call . Right now, I needed to deal with Akamine, first and foremost . In any case, she introduces herself to others as Kimoto . I recall clearly that the person who received the call at the very beginning had also introduced herself as Kimoto Ririsa . I did think she had a cheeky attitude lacking in manner, but to think that she was the person herself .

If so, then it would mean that Akamine herself receives the subscribed telephone as well . I guess above the whole special interview thing, getting new members was a really momentous task so of course she wouldn’t leave it in the hands of a subordinate . It was only a matter of fact that the person herself would come . And the person who also came to the appointed location was also her .

Then what the hell is all this . It was obvious that the scouter spelled out the name Akamine Miyuki . There’s no way I saw incorrectly . I tried to brush through my memories… about what the name I saw on her high school diary was . But there was little to no mention of her own name in it . After all, it’s something one would only use personally .

However, the items are absolute . They’re products that dominate over this world that’s exactly like reality like a god . Hence there’s no way it would make a mistake on the name like this . Therefore, her real name was not actually Kimoto Ririsa, but Akamine Miyuki .

Once again, I checked the driver’s license .
Come to think of it, the address isn’t even in Tokyo . The issued date was also at the age she’d be allowed to apply for one . I wonder if she was living in the countryside at the time . The same place where she seemed to have been terribly bullied?

Then wouldn’t I be able to know the truth behind her name if I went there?
There should be someone who would know the truth regarding whether her name was actually Kimoto or Akamine . Even more so than finding a special trait of the village .

I rushed out of my house . The information needed to disclose the mystery should be in this address . I devoted my full being into this as I boarded the bullet train . I got on a taxi once I reached the station and requested the driver to go to the address written down on the license . There was no escaping the long time the whole process took .

To think I would come so far on such short notice all of a sudden . The taxi driver was saying something but none of it registered in my head as I gave a half-hearted reply . Time flew by as the taxi driver drove across the country road[1] . Other than that, only a single patch of farmland came into view .

The place where the driver dropped me off was exactly like the kind of rural neighbourhood image I had in my head . I had pretty much reached the place according to what the address showed, but I never thought it would be like this . Just how was a monstrous woman like her born in a quiet and tranquil place like this? Well, she was someone on the receiving end of bullying so I guess she wasn’t really a monster back then .

For the time being, I decided to walk the rest of the way towards the exact address stated in the license . A house with a small garden, covered in cobwebs . An incredibly deserted house carrying the lonesome ambience of being unused by anybody for a long time .

Translator: Angry Midget

[1] TAKE ME HOOOOME! TO THE PLAAAACE! I BELOOOONG!