Epilogue...

When I woke up, I was in an unknown room.

It was about ten tatami mats in area, so a rather big room. But, it was filled with things, so it felt small, cozy.

It was lined with a light creme colored wallpaper.

The ceiling was a bit high, and there was a fluorescent light shining a whitish-gold.

On top of the pipe bedframe was an orange underquilt.

There was a computer on top of the desk, but there was no button.

The bookshelf was filled with classics, both modern and traditional, as well as a number of self-improvement books.

On the dresser were around ten books lined up next to each other.

There was also a door. A wooden frame with a large glass window.

It wasn’t locked. There was a hallway past it that led it to the kitchen and the house’s front door.

Ah, I almost forgot.

I do know this room.

It’s mine.

It was where I originally lived.

Yes, something happened.

While prancing around the room in excitement, I spotted my phone.

How do you use this again?

I rubbed my temples for a bit before I remembered that the power button turned it on.

2017/4/1/7:00[note]The superior time format, year/month/day. Americans and Europeans both have it wrong.[/note]

The exact date and time popped up as soon as I turned it on.

To me, an unforgettable date.

“Hm? Why would that be?”

A haze was clouding my thoughts.

What was it?

I felt like I was forgetting something.

Something very, very important.I had no idea why that novel bothered me so much.

But for some reason, I wanted to read that novel to the end.

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I came home after dinner that day.

When I arrived at my home, I drank a glass of water.

I wasn’t drunk by any means.

I didn’t drink alcohol because I have to drive a car back.

However, I thought that it was necessary to prepare a little to read that novel.

I was very excited.

It felt as if I had been waiting for years to read this work.

Today, I could read the part of the novel I wanted to read most.

I could read the parts that I couldn’t read for a long time.

And while reading those parts, I couldn’t be drunk or sleepy.

I had to sit down and read.

That was how I felt.

How strange.

I’ve never heard of this novel before.

“Well, I guess I’ll start.”

I turned on the computer and eased myself into the chair.

“Chapter One – A New Beginning”