Chapter 1: Awakening
I feel like… I was having a really long dream.
In a world different from Kivotos—somewhere completely else—I was… I was…?
"…!"
I shoot upright and glance around. It’s a girl’s room—the one I’m used to seeing, yet somehow not used to seeing at all.
Apparently, at some point I was reincarnated into another world, lost all my memories of my previous life, and then spent the last seven years here in Kivotos. And just now, I remembered everything from before…
So—am I me? Or am I her?
Even without my past memories, I lived as her, and none of that was fake. She is… I am…
"My head… it’s spinning… ugh…"
My thoughts can’t keep up. Memories pile on, everything blurs together, and confusion overwhelms me. My vision wavers, and I flop backward onto the bed.
"I can’t… anymore…"
And just like that, my consciousness slips away.
I wake up again. I’m not sure if minutes or hours have passed, but enough time has gone by that I’ve calmed down. Maybe fainting once helped. Time to sort things out properly.
In my previous life, I was just an ordinary person living in a world that wasn’t this one. One day, after going to sleep like always, I simply… never woke up.
The next time I opened my eyes, I was a newborn with no memories. From there, I spent seven years in this world. My old body was male, but for some reason, in this world I was born as a girl. Short, bobbed reddish-orange hair, clear ocean-blue eyes like a tropical sea, and a few freckles across my nose—very much the vibe of a country girl. Which fits, because I really do live in the countryside.
And this body isn’t just any girl’s body. Floating above my head is a circular blue pattern—a halo. On my back, wings that, when spread, are nearly as long as I am tall. Just like the students from one of the games I used to play… Blue Archive.
But neither the face in the mirror nor the name Gion Aika appears anywhere in my past-life memories. Maybe I’m a student who never appeared in the game, or maybe I’m some kind of irregularity who wasn’t supposed to exist here at all. There’s no way to know now.
Even so, now that the confusion has settled, I can’t help but feel a little thrilled.
Because—I actually became the beautiful girl I always dreamed of being. And Kivotos students are sturdy enough to shrug off a few bullets, plus this world is full of cute girls!
In my past life, my school days were a dull, gray spring. But now that I’ve been given this chance to relive those years, I want them to be different—bright, vivid, and blue.
It’ll still be a while before I’m a high schooler, but I’ve already made up my mind: I’m going to redo my youth.
"Aika? Are you still sleeping? Come downstairs already."
"…Okaaay, Mom."
But first, breakfast. I’m starving.
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