Keima found himself waking up again in the unfamiliar room, his wound was cleaned and the bandage was replaced. He was no longer bleeding rapidly.

Keima slowly got out of the bed, his eyes fixated on a loaf of bread and cup of water next to him. As he ate three slices of bread, and drank the cup of water, he started to regain his strength.  As well as memory of what happened before falling back asleep.

With his strength coming back, Keima hopped off the bed. He looked around the small room, now questioning how long he had been in there. As he walked over to the door, he got a feeling of nostalgia. 

He grabbed the door handle and twisted it, pushing on the door. As he exited the small room he found himself in a new and big hallway. To the left was a kitchen which was stocked with kitchen utensils, as well as simple necessities to cook. To his right, there was another door, which.likely had another hallway. On the side of the hallway there was a window which lead do the outside. Outside the window, there was a vast majority of what Keima saw as a chance for freedom, which was something he hadn't had while being held captive by Mina.

The door to his left opened, and a familiar higher-pitched feminine voice came through. She'd likely had been the girl from earlier.

Keima shuttered as he heard the girl's voice. He started to hyperventilate once more, stepping backward. As he stepped backward, he hit the window's glass. The glass was strong and likely wasn't going to budge with how weak he was.

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As the girl had fully entered, the sound of glass shattering could be heard, she seemed to be completely shocked as she saw him outside and up. She slowly walked toward him. Tears slowly formed in her eyes, and rolled down her face.

Keima's breathing intensified with each step she took toward him. Along with his breathing, the wound on his stomach began to ache, each step making it worse.

Keima gripped his chest over his heart, and quietly whispered. "Stay away, I don't want to be hurt anymore..." Repeating himself over and over.

The girl crouched down next to Keima, as she embraced him tightly. She cried out loud, and wouldn't let go. As soon as she had touched Keima, the pain vanished, and his thinking became clear. The girl calmed him, and gave off a familiar and friendly aura.

As Keima slowly started to get a clear image of the girl, his eyes widened in shock. Her long white hair just about reached her ankles, and seemed to shine within the room's light. She wore a short-skirt of a black and red checkered pattern, as well as a black button-up shirt with a red tie, a white undershirt lay beneath. And finally, she wore long black stockings on her legs. In other words, a student from his school.

Thank you for reading Chapter Five of "I Was Given A Second Chance, In a World of Fantasy?!" I apologize since this is probably the best chapter so far, anyway. Thank you for reading and I would appreciate it if you could help keep this series alive by sharing it with others!