Chapter 1: Guess It's Gonna Be Easy!

On this cool sunny day, traffics appeared everywhere, and instead of decreasing, it's constantly increasing. And due to how many engines are roaring, the smoke that is constantly exploding, the cool sunny day turned into the hot gaseous day.

In the middle of all this, one boy is happily rushing to his favorite place that he usually goes to when he is free, the Internet cafe. This boy's name is Yuro. In this day and age, or era, internet cafe's were the most popular to students attending high school. The students would go every after school or weekends, and he is one of them.

He was a typical carefree person with strict parents, which is to say he is carefree due to having the highest grades in his school, though due to having strict parents he can only go to the internet cafe on weekends.

Unlike most students, he was the most, NOT ordinary. The reasons to why he was at the top of his school were mostly due to him being mentally aged different. Just like a gift or a curse, which to him is both. His soul was cursed with the effect of making him die at the young age of 17, and incarnating into another body or embryo, to start another life. It's an endless cycle of youth and death.

He never knew how it started, and probably never will find out. But one thing for sure, he doesn't care anymore.

As he was running towards the internet cafe at his fastest speed possible, a honking resounded throughout the area, and for his last minute struggle, he turned around and jumped, but was still met with Truck-san in a collision, which was big enough to slowly but surely kill him and send him flying. He sighed and cursed in his mind while falling, "Fuck, where is the beauty? Where is the beauty responsible for my death?!" He was cursing due to not being able to go to the internet cafe, but he was also looking forward to meeting this beauty.

Whenever he reached the age of 17, around that age, he would randomly die because his chance of encountering beauties are random but certain, so he always dies meeting a beauty directly or not. It was like God giving him a petty, last gift. It was really frustrating.

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And as for how his parents are gonna react, he didn't care anymore. Simply because he had seen too many, too many heart rending scenes, too many crying, so much that his heart ended up building a resistance against it, and he himself tried to resist the resistance, only to be met with vain.

Since he had to start another life soon, he should enjoy it, and not weep every time about life's unfairness. Since he should enjoy it, he will. He glanced around with his half dead eyes as a commotion resounded in the background. As the crowds kept moving about, he saw her.

It's her! It's gotta be her! She's the only one who sticks out among the crowds... ai... that panicked expression is bad, girl, don't keep that face on, it's bad for a beauty.

In his line of sight, he was staring at a beautiful girl who stood out among the crowd, probably due to her hair. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, with slight curly front bangs, and her natural blonde hair with flaming texture at the end, she looked just like a model, a star, a flaming bright star that stood out among the many uncountable stars.

Her current panicked expression was too cute that it was bad, bad for the men especially. And it was bad for her because she might get abducted or kidnapped for the hungry wolves [1].

After he saw her, his eyes closed and his body fell down with a *thump*. Departing to another body.

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"Hey, Hey! Wake up!" A childish voice could be heard. It was faint but soon got louder, waking Yuro up.

Dizzy from the shake, he lazily woke, about to shout "Five more minutes!" when he realized he was in an entirely different place, and an unfamiliar face was the only face he could see. He was very confused, as the place he is in is completely empty, empty except for the two people. To describe it, it was...blank?

"W-Where am I?" He asked the mysterious person in front of him. His vision started clearing, as he was now able to see the face in front of him. Now that he looked closely, it was the face of an amiable boy, around the age of 10 or 12, though his expression wasn't exactly happy. The childish face had spiky silvery hair that looked like it was electrocuted recently, completely shaking him out of his daze. The little boy was startled and fell off the teenage boy. The little boy then unexpectedly changed his expression to that of playful one, speaking to the boy,

"You're finally awake. If you took any longer to wake up I would've thought of stomping your manhood [2] to wake you up.~" A smile showed on his face, though it looked quite evil.

Upon hearing the little boy's words, he suddenly felt a bump in his throat, as if it was a traffic. He felt a chill go down his manhood. If it was really stomped on, wouldn't that make him impotent?! He was scared of that very thought of getting his manhood destroyed, which is a humiliation equaling death for man. He then calms down thinking that it at least didn't happen, right?

"Relax, I just wanted to be funny, though I would be lying if I said I didn't think of doing that." The little boy giggled words of comfort but ruined it due to his words. He then said, "Anyways, I will just be blunt and spill everything."

He wanted to retort but instead shoved down the words "Aren't you already blunt!" to his throats. If he talked any further, he might just be digging a hole for himself, and besides, he wanted to know where he is, or what he is in.

"Basically you're no longer on Earth, and is in my dimension, which I also call my private room, so you should feel honored as no one has been inside it before! Except for the Supreme One, that is." The little boy said with elegance and pride, or either he was just showing off.

The little boy's next words, however, made him stumped, "You are not dead, neither are you alive. You are basically just a soul right now. And I, as the Supreme One's Angel [3] has summoned you." He said as he pointed at Yuro.

Yuro though, 'Fuck!... Not dead? Not alive? Who's this Supreme One he speaks of, and where're the wings?!' [4]

The little angel frowned, "Don't make fun of me! N-not all angels have wings you k-know?!"

When Yuro heard this, he inwardly retorted in his heart instead of his thoughts, 'Fuck! You can read my thoughts? Then I won't think!' Of course, he wasn't actually serious when he retorted that, as he is not some type of superhuman.