Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

--It was as if I was reading back a novel that I was tired of reading.

I knew how to do it from the beginning.

No matter what I did, the answers were prepared ahead of time.

All the problems that stood before me were there to be solved by me.

No matter how difficult it may seem,

― ― If you notice, everything will go well as if the snow melts in spring.

There is no failure in my life.

There is no defeat in my life.

There is no joy in my life.

My parents, my teachers, my classmates, all the people around me praise me.

No admiration echoed.

Only the void of hesitation, as cold as bricks cooled by the shadows, enveloped my heart ─ ─

(...... this is the memory of...... Evelina?)

(But wait, if that's the case, it's weird.)

(Parents, teachers, classmates...?)

(There are (...) parents in (...) (...) (...) (...) (...) (...)

--Once in a while, I have a bad dream.

It always disappears like a bubble when I wake up, but it leaves only a bad smell like raw garbage left behind.

When I had such a dream, I decided to wash my hands until my skin rubbed off.

Even though it's not dirty, I can't help it.

Then when I went to school, I always decided that there was no one there.

The person who comes at me, or the person who gets in the way to improve his grades... or the man who comes at me.

Although there are various things that seem to be an obstacle to my life, they have disappeared cleanly...

Well, I guess that's what happened.

For me, the world was moving conveniently.

Convenienceism was my daily routine.

That's why I didn't think deeply.

- It worked, after all.

It was just a pale thought.

But... dreams are starting to get worse and worse.

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Pounding, pounding.

Gori, Gori.

There is a sound.

Uncomfortable, disgusting, but somehow familiar sounds.

Hah, hah.

Huh, huh.

Hee, hee.

I can hear my breath.

It's a strange thing. Even if you exercise, you don't breathe on your shoulders.

There is a moon.

The moonlight is shining on the ground.

It's slippery and slippery.

Even though it hasn't rained, the ground is wet.

- Oh, I don't like dreams.

--This is a bad dream.

At first, I thought so.

In the morning, I forgot all the details, and all I had left was an impression.

But that's only the beginning.

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Pounding, pounding.

Gori, Gori.

The feeling returns to my hands.

Soft, rigid, and feels like putting a blade in a hard object.

Hah, hah.

Huh, huh.

Hee, hee.

That's right, I'm breathing up.

Handling this kind of stuff is harder than any movement.

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- Let the saw blade eat into your skin.

Pounding, pounding.

― ― The muscles are being pulled and cut as hard as you can.

Gori, Gori.

― ― Cut the bone like wood.

Hah, hah.

Huh, huh.

Hee, hee.

All right, you're getting a little used to it.

After all, dealing with corpses is difficult for young bodies.

With [Deadly Candles], there's no need for such trouble - well, there's no way you can do anything without it.

Okay. It's finely divided, so let's just throw it away as usual.

(Wait, wait, wait, wait.)

(No way...... this is......)

Gradually, the memories of your dreams become vivid.

Gradually, something is seeping out from the back of your consciousness.

It was affection.

Like mud - no, as sticky as a spider's thread, a tremendous amount of affection.

And I realized that my heart was overflowing with it day by day.

Love, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like,

- No, no, no!

I don't know. I don't know that kind of guy. Who are you talking about? Don't get up on your own...! "I don't know, I don't exist in my life, feelings...!"

What's the matter, Everina?

You look pale, don't you?

Father and mother look into my face worryingly.

- I don't think so.

I told you before I thought about it.

The truth is, even though I wanted to ask for your help immediately, both (...) someone (...) and (...) (...) answered on their own.

And think.

Given the financial situation, these two would be better off using it a little more.

Who is it?

Who? Who? Who? Who? Who?

Who are you?

Who are you, in me?

That thought is not mine. I thought about it, but it wasn't me. Behind me is another thought.

Who am I?

Lock yourself in your room, roll your back on the bed, and hit your head against the wall again and again.

Get out! Get out! Get out!

No, no, no. That's me too (...). No, that's not me either. Ah, (...) it's (...) it's (...) it's (...) it's (...) it's (...)

Huh?

No, no, no... that's not me. It's not me. Such feelings are not mine. I, Shishi, am a single child!

Who am I? What's my name? I...

I'm Evelina.

I'm Evelina.

I'm Everina.

--I (...) am Everina!

It was then.

A flame appeared in the darkened room.

It gushed out like a fountain from the floor, swirling like a tornado into a pillar of fire, then gradually resembling the shape of a human.

Nothing was burning.

It was a shadow.

He was nothing but a shadowmaster who had fallen from a higher world.

At that moment, my consciousness was cut off.

And long, long dreams.

Tachycardia, disorderly, dreams like you see when you have a cold.

But I didn't hate it.

Because the more you get through that nightmare, the more you get through it.

--because I could see that my love was fading from my heart.

Leena!

Everina...!

I can hear you calling my name.

"No one else, my name..."

As I slowly raised my eyelids, there were my father's and mother's faces.

"...... Father...... Mother......"

I'll call you to chew.

By my will.

On my own volition.

Oh... thank goodness... I'm so glad!

For three days and three nights... don't make me worry too much...!

Your father is weeping and stroking my head with his left hand.

In the softness of the palm, I felt the hard feeling of the wedding ring.

Even such a trivial feeling, when I thought it was definitely my own--

- Oh, I see.

Is this "happy"?

It seems that I was stuck in a nightmare for three days, and I still couldn't move out of bed.

My father and mother were by my side for a while, but they both left the room when they heard a ringing bell from the ground floor.

Oh, I'm so glad.

"I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy..."

I was chewing on my first emotion.

I can't help it. If my health hadn't fallen, I would have jumped out and ran around.

Slowly wake your body up in a tingling state.

Even if you can't move from the bed, you can still look out the window.

When I recovered myself, even the familiar scenery was fresh in my eyes.

- Who could it be?

It was the street in front of the house.

It was a little far away, and I felt that some woman was looking towards my house.

My eyes meet one of them, and I can pull my face back in a hurry.

I had a chest fuss.

Instinct called for danger, saying no, no, no.

With that in mind, I feel comfortable.

Who was that ringer?

"Father and mother went to meet the visitor..."

I feel like it's been quite a while since then... but neither of you has come home at all...

... ahh... ahh...

Moaning like a moan, I pushed myself out of bed.

Open the door by forcibly moving unstressed legs and crawling.

It was quiet.

If you're a visitor, you deserve to hear one of the talking voices.

It wasn't the withered muscles that slowed down the stairs.

I was scared.

It was frightening to see the reason for this quietness.

Still... I couldn't help but check...

Father and mother were dead in the drawing room.

His body was torn apart, and he was sinking into the sea of blood.

There was no one else.

However, in the middle of the bright red room, my father and mother were just thrown away like garbage.

It's slippery.

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The floor is glowing with blood.

I went through it one step at a time.

He knelt down next to his father and mother, lying side by side, and reached out his hand.

Hold your father's left hand.

There was only the feeling of slimming.

Shake your mother's right hand.

It was as cold as a brick cooled by the shadows.

Neither soft, nor warm, nor gripping, nor stroking.

"... ah... ah... ah......"

Failure, too.

Defeat.

Wasn't it supposed to be?

"... ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......"

It's going to work out just fine anyway.

Everything is done conveniently.

Wasn't that supposed to be the case?

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

And... my consciousness is broken again.

This time, I didn't dream.

Everything in this world is... a nightmare.

--The next thing I woke up was the smell of paper and ink.

I got up on the hard floor feeling my body hurt, and I looked around.

It was a library.

I... why am I sleeping in this place?

... oh...?

I noticed the marks of dry tears on my cheeks.

... why?

There was nothing to be afraid of (......) but (......).

"I wonder if you've had any bad dreams..."

Oh, you were in this place.

From the entrance of the library, the teacher (...) came out of his face.

The teacher holds up my body with his usual pale face.

"It's fine to study hard, but be careful with your physical condition. Sleeping in this place is bad for you."

"... yes, sir."

"No matter how the world is regarded as a prodigal child, this orphanage is my child. Can you listen to me?

"Yes. Sensei......"

... an orphanage.

Was that so...?

Let's go, Everina. It's time for dinner. "

I feel like I'm missing something.

But I couldn't remember.

I don't think it's a big deal that I can't remember.

And I shut the door of the library myself.