I was running through the endless streets, endlessly searching for my goal. After finally getting my first job!
'Where is it?'
'When will I find it?'
I kept thinking that, I desperately struggled to move an inch. But with every atom in my body I kept fighting. I really needed to get my hands on the limited edition Elf Love signed art. But I was too late.. the line had already become too big and my anti social body already screamed for mercy. So I gave up...
I guess this will be the second time I've ever missed out a limited edition Elf Love art. How can I be so incompetent? Why? Due to the shock of not being able to complete my collection of sexy elf art I was on the brink of crying. But! The heart of a man never yields. If I have to pay 5 times more to get my hands on those two pieces, SO BE IT! Bring it on!
Well, for now I guess I will have to go back home and read the new volume of "My Sister is a Beautiful Angel". Hehe.
The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.
"Watch out!" (Male bystander)
"Huh?!" (Arlo)
*Truck noises*
"WTF! Truck-kun!?" (Arlo)
*SPLAT*
Yup, that was my arm and leg.
"ARE YOU OKAY!?" (Female bystander)
"Someone call an ambulance!" (Male bystander 2)
"What happened?!" (Female bystander 2)
People started coming closer to me. It hurts so bad that I can't feel anything, I'm lucky huh.
"I-I saw a car collide with the truck so the truck couldn't stop!" (Male bystander 3)
"E-Eh-Ehh..." (Arlo)
"He spoke!" (Female bystander 1)
I put my one remaining hand on her shoulder.
"Please delete my search history. I'm leaving it to you." (Arlo)
After I said that everything went black and I guess I was dead. But I could suddenly feel some pressure and hear some distant noises, it sounded like a woman in pain.
*Plopp*
I suddenly saw light and a young couple. Judging from my immense manga knowledge I had been reincarnated into another world. And these two were my new parents. Connecting all information so far including the most important factor, Truck-kun, all of this seems possible.
"We name you Gregor." (My new mother)
"Hi Gregor!" (My new father)
"Ga-gag." (Gregor / Arlo)