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Day 1
It seems that I was killed after being stabbed by the stalker who I had
considered to be like a younger sister, and somehow I got reincarnated.
Wow that was a mouthful. And no, I’m not joking when I say that I’ve been
reincarnated. You could say that my current state of mind hasn’t settled
down from all of the confusion, so I’d appreciate it if you would save the
comments until after I finish my story since it might sound a bit wild if you
interrupt me. Ahem. So let me explain everything from the beginning…
Well, first let’s start with my name. I used to be called Tomokui Kanata.
However since I was reincarnated, let’s leave it as “Nameless” for now.
I have a bit of a lapse in memory here, but I remember that after a hard day
of work, I was invited by some colleagues for a drink. I accepted their offer
and we went tavern hopping.
Since the following day was a holiday, even those with a low alcohol
tolerance ended up drinking throughout the night. I even had to end up
carrying a colleague home since she was too drunk to make it by herself.
She had fallen asleep and I didn’t want to wake her, so I left her on the bed.
My constitution and love of alcohol was much greater than hers and at that
time I had an urge to drink while watching the full moon, or so I thought as I
opened the fridge.
I realized that the bottom shelf that should’ve been stuffed with beer and
chuhai and all sorts of drinks was empty.
Yesterday I had finished all of my drinks and had planned to go restock it
today—if it not for my colleague’s invitation earlier.
I had completely forgotten about it.
That’s right–It was the biggest failure in my life to have finished drinking the
stocks yesterday.
If only I had saved at least one.
I–no, no… first let’s hasten the conversation a bit.
I, who had wanted to drink sake by all means, went to a nearby
convenience store which was open twenty-four hours a day, bought five
beers, and headed home.
Summer was approaching, yet the night was still chilly. The full moon that
was suspended in the clear night sky was very beautiful.
The clouds, which were slightly concealing the moon, were also pleasant.
Indeed, drinking sake with the silver moon shining overhead would make it
an even more delicious experience than usual.
While thinking about the alcohol, I noticed that under a street-light was a
pretty girl. It was a face that I had recognized. She’s what the general public
would have referred to as a ‘stalker’. My stalker was Kirimine Aoi, an active
female college student in the local area. She’s 20 years old, 5 years
younger than I was.
Our relationship isn’t exactly what you would call ‘normal’. You see, in my
third year of high school I saw a couple of delinquents harassing a girl—the
person whom I would soon know as Aoi. She was 12-13 years old at the
time. I found her, saved her, and that was how our destinies had become
entwined.
Well, while it wasn’t wrong to say that I helped, I’m not sure if that’s the
correct thing to say.
Compared to how I am now, I used to be a cowardly chicken. At the time,
you could clearly see that there was a girl being harassed by a pair of
delinquents. Though it was deplorable, the surrounding people turned a
blind eye to it.
As a person for whom ESP capability hadn’t yet awoken, I could either have
chosen to help her or quickly run away.
However, either by fortune or bad luck, I had received a military stun
nightstick as a birthday present from my uncle, a weapons enthusiast. He
worked for small- to medium-sized corporations that had military relations,
so it was easy for him to get it for me. Those companies were under the
influence of one major company, Avalon.
Avalon, the company that had made my nightstick, had spread its name
throughout the universe as a famous weapon corporation.
At that time, I didn’t have the courage to be in possession of such a
dangerous object. It was worrisome to have such an unsafe weapon, so it
was still adorned in my room without being used.
However, an ‘Ota’ friend of my uncle said he wanted to look at the
nightstick. Soon after, an email had been sent telling me that he was on his
way to see it.
The message included a location where we could meet, so I decided to walk
to it. I brought the nightstick with me so he could see it from the moment he
arrived.
Which brought me to my current situation.
Although I was a coward, I used the military nightstick on the delinquents
that were harassing the young lady. I can still remember feeling a kind of
"lightness" from defending a pretty girl from harm.
After bashing the delinquents from behind, they got extremely mad at me.
However, regardless of their anger, they couldn’t stand up against such a

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