Takanawa Junichiro, the name that I was known by before the summoning incident happened.

The 10th of August, day of the summoning incident, started like any other day.

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1st Person (Junichiro)

“Get Up!” [???]

With an angry voice, the blanket I was wrapped up in was mercilessly tugged away, exposing my body to the cruel coldness. Due to the abrupt change in temperature, I jumped to my feet.

“Wooooah, The enemy is here!?” [Junichiro]

“What the hell are you fighting?” [???]

With a cold voice, what came into my vision was the face I am most used to seeing, my sister, Takanawa Mana.

Her glossy long black hair, unblemished pale white skin, well featured outline and a tall nose, straight vibrant lips and stiff and angled eyebrows radiated a feeling of anger.

“Good morning, Mana.” [Junichiro]

“Good Morning, hurry and get up, everyone is already on the table.” [Mana]

Saying that, she left the room, leaving the door ajar.

At least close the door…….it’s cold.

Looking at the clock above my manga shelves, it was 0700hrs. As a high school student whom had no morning practice, it was rather early, though I was used to this timetable.

Or looking back at how I woke up later than usual today, maybe I wasn’t.

Well, that wasn’t important, I thought as I put on my uniform.

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3rd Person (Narrator)

Monday, the most melancholic of all days had just started. At this time of the week, most people would sigh, as the previous day was like heaven to them.

This was not an exception for Takanawa Junichiro, who was resting his chin tiredly on his desk.

“Why is the lesson so mentally draining?” [Junichiro]

“Stop complaining, idiot. It’s the same for everyone.” [???]

As Junichiro complained, a lazy voice drawled from his left.

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

“Who are you calling an idiot, when you are the last in class?” [???]

The one, whom covered for Junichiro, was Yanagi Inaba, whom sat in front of him.

The lazy one was Isayama Masaru, Junichiro’s self-proclaimed best buddy.

With this opening line, the two started to chat it up, ignoring the one right in the middle.

Junichiro continued to enjoy the atmosphere, melting away into the scenery.

“Teeh, that’s not what I wanted to say. Hey Junichi……..”(Inaba)

“He melted…” (Masaru)

As Inaba turned her head to face the one whom she really wanted to talk to, both of them notice their friend had melted into a puddle of contentment, a strand of hair flapping in the cool autumn wind.

“Pff… hahahahahaha” (Masaru)

“Junichiro, you look so ridiculous.” (Inaba)

[And cute.]  She silently added on, with no one hearing what she said.

“Nii-san, I came to get you… what are you doing nii-san?” (Mana)

Mana, whom came to meet her brother, was puzzled at the sight.

“It’s nothing, come on Mana, it’s time to go.” [Junichiro]

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1st Person (Junichiro)

As I, Junichiro was about to reach for my bag, I was frozen.

In front of my eyes, a complex array of blood red circles appeared before him. The other students also noticed this weird phenomenon. I watched as the patterns shined, and an intense pain suddenly attacked my head.

While clutching my head and wincing from the pain, I noticed the other students also doing the same thing, some of them even screaming in pain.

I crawled over to Mana, the only immediate family that was here, and hugged her. Even she was affected by the magic circle, and was crying.

“Are we going to die?” (Mana)

Mana asked as tears flowed down the edge of her eyes. I just hugged her tighter as she returned my embrace.

I don’t want to die–

Was my last thought as the world faded to darkness.