Youren, I will raise you with a trumpet!

Sendai City, Miyagi Prefecture.

[It is now [-]:[-] local time (male announcer). 】

[You can wake up now, 'Tsurue Kentaro'. 】

Sunlight shines through the polished glass onto the somewhat messy bed.

Tsurue Kentaro raised his hand to block the slightly harsh sunlight, his black eyes narrowed unconsciously.

"...I...?" An unknown tone was uttered, and the black-haired male high school student sat on the bed and looked at his hands in a daze.

[Moxi, Moxi~ I'm going to die with tape~? ] The voice in his head squeezed his throat to imitate a female voice.

"...Who are you?" He Jiang rubbed his temples, not sure if it was an illusion, but he always felt a little swollen.

[Good question,] The voice has returned to a steady male voice, [I am the GM of the game "Spell Return" produced by Xiangsheng Co., Ltd., an exclusive game for the independent world on server 0320. 】

"..."

The reliable male high school student closed his eyes and fell back straight: "I really didn't wake up."

【—Bridge Bean Sack Boy! 】The male voice who claimed to be the GM of the game said leisurely, 【Let me explain to you the world you are in now. 】

The male high school student who covered his head with a quilt refused to talk to him: "..."

[This is a game world, and you are an unremarkable passer-by NPC in this game world. 】

[If you don't have any mutations, this world will send a Chosen One player Sang to upgrade monsters! 】

"That is to say—" He Jiang pulled off the quilt with a serious expression.

[Yes——]

"I am now the Chosen One!"

【You are the game bug (loophole) of this world! 】

"..."

【…】

"Beep! There is no tacit understanding!" He Jiang read a sentence with a slumped face and no emotion, "If there is nothing else, please get out of my brain quickly."

"I still have to sleep."

[Eh, yeah~] The game GM outside the world touched his chin, [Even if you went to Shibuya to participate in an event on October 2018, 10 and then died, it doesn’t matter? 】

He Jiang sat up abruptly, his face uncertain.

"What do you mean?"

[Listen up lad,]

[Through my inspection, I found one of the reasons for your mutation. 】

[This world was forced to update once,]

[You understand, do you understand?After you died on October 2018, 10, the time of this world was forced to go back, back to the present—]

【XNUM X Year X NUM X Month X NUM X Day】

[That is to say, in your second week, if you still do nothing like the first week, then you only have about half a year to live~] The voice of the game GM is very cheerful.

"..."

Tsurue Kentaro glanced at the mechanical calendar on the opposite table.

'September 2018, 4...'

It's not a big deal, as long as you don't go to Shibuya on October 10st...

[By the way, at the same time period, there are tens of thousands of people who fell into the hell of death with Kentaro! 】

"..." Tsurue opened his mouth, "...what happened in Shibuya that day...?"

[Oh, it's not a big event~] GM tsk tsk tsk, [It's the Shibuya incident that caused heavy casualties in the game settings! 】

"Since it's a game, why not just delete this event!"

[This involves confidentiality,] GM paused for a moment, then added, [But it's no big deal to tell you. 】

[The world you live in is real, and my existence is to allow players to gamify this world. 】

[But for you, and everyone in this world, it is real.So the subconscious is that the Halloween Shibuya event is bound to happen! 】

[However, as for why this world is gamified... let’s talk about it if you still want to know in the future~]

The GM said: [So, knowing that many people will die in Shibuya in half a year, are you going to save the world? 】

"..."

[Quickly promise, hurry up~] The GM played 'gogogo! 'The colorful flower body, [In order for you to successfully save the world, I saved the world from the senior staff of the R&D department! 】

"But I can't do anything," He Jiang sighed. "I'm just an ordinary person. Rather than looking for me, I might as well look for the protagonist you set up."

【Do not,】

【You are different. 】

The GM's tone was firm when he said this.

【Otherwise, you wouldn’t be the one who mutated,】 it changed the subject, 【Also, today is the Fire Day (Tuesday)~】

He Jiang froze for a moment: "Wait—"

【Anyway, you're going to be late~】

He Jiang: "!!!"

Anyway, he is still an ordinary male high school student now.

——It must be hell to be late within a few days of school, right? !

He Jiang rushed into the classroom with his schoolbag in his hands, lay down on the table, and finally arrived at school before the start of class...

"Kentaro!"

The voice came from the front, and He Jiang tilted his head and squinted at the past.

"The registration for club activities is coming to an end, have you decided which club to join?"

【Oh!It's the little tiger of SSR Sugisawa's third high school version! ] GM joins in the fun and makes a voice.

[By the way, are you really a passerby NPC?So close to the protagonist. 】

The boy with the pink prickly hair leaned back in his chair, chatting quietly with the back table.

"As for Hejiang, it looks like someone who goes to the reading club! This year, the reading club seems to have a lot of people." The female classmate at the next table interjected.

"My words..." He Jiang rubbed his face, cheered up, "Probably go to—"

The reading club seems to be good, and it doesn't have to be as hard as the sports club.

'Spiritual Phenomena Research Society. '

"—Spiritual Phenomena Research Society."

【……Um? 】

"Huh?" The female student covered her mouth in surprise, "I didn't expect Tsurue-san to be interested in supernatural phenomena!"

This community comes to mind.

He Jiang shook his head: "I just want to try something new."

"For the research meeting..." Yujin Yuzuki touched his chin in front of him and thought for a while, "I also handed in the application form."

"In other words, Kentaro and I will be in the same club by then!"

"That's great, that's great..." He Jiang nodded perfunctorily.

He didn't have any impression of the time rewinding that the GM said in the morning.Not only that, except for the basic social common sense, he can't even remember the names of the classmates around him.

Not to mention the little SSR tiger...is it Knotweed Yuren?

The class bell rang, and the two chatting together also adjusted their seats and watched the teacher on the podium giving lessons.

He Jiang propped his cheek with his right hand, staring at the pink and black thorny head in front of him.

"How do you look at it...Youren is the protagonist of the hot-blooded boy manga." '

【bingo!It is the protagonist of the hot-blooded boy manga! 】The GM drew a stick figure in the air that no one else could see.

The black stickman has a pink bristle head on his head, and the villain is still tucked in his waist to imitate the classic action of Neptune, and he also added a line "I am a man who wants to become a magician!".

Tsurue complained subconsciously: "It's the kind of action Youruto would make."

[Of course~ it's physical passion! 】

The stickman in front of him exploded with a "poof", dyeing a small part of the air a faint red.

"..."

The pure and kind male high school student feels that his young heart has been greatly hurt.

A class quickly flies by in the GM's gags.

Taking advantage of the break time between classes, Tsurue stretched himself out, leaned back in the chair and watched Yuzu Yujin chatting with the people around him.

"The Chin-chan's Clothes Awards has been broadcasted again!"

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"That imitation show is perfect!"

Polygonum cuspidatum spoke the lines of the show in a low voice, and it was no surprise that it won unanimous praise.

"There is a model, there is a model, there is a model!"

"As expected of classmate Knotweed!"

"Ahhh, this imitation is amazing!"

"It's no surprise that he is a popular person..." He Jiang raised his neck back to relieve the soreness on his neck.

[Yes, yes! ] GM applauds "pia ji pia ji", [SSR Sugisawa High School Knotweed Yuuhito joins in! 】

[Damn it, I haven't even pulled out the little tiger from SR because of the new event,] the male voice whimpered artificially, [The dog planner changed the explosion rate for me! 】

"Is it really okay to scold my company's planning colleagues..." He Jiang breathed out, and sat back, "Is this game of yours a card game?" '

'Are you a Yin ○ master? '

【……of course not! 】

Suspiciously paused.

He Jiang shrugged.

The next class soon continued, and He Jiang took out an application form from his schoolbag, which he probably took home during this time period and prepared to fill it out and hand it in later.

It's still blank.

'Book club, book club...'

The tip of the pen is only 0.5 cm away from the paper, but I can't press it down.

'What will happen to the Psychic Phenomena Research Council...? He Jiang simply put down his pen and asked for help outside the court.

[Hey, well,] The voice from the GM was still accompanied by the babble, [In June 18, Yuzu Yuhito will be transferred to another school due to a supernatural phenomenon. 】

'...Stop your babbling, hey! He Jiang, who only had time to stuff a piece of bread in the morning, clenched his fists angrily.

[Oh, did you hear that? ] The GM expresses his surprise emotionlessly, 【But do you actually want to go to the Supernatural Phenomena Research Club? 】

[In the main plot, there seems to be no one other than a senior sister and a senior. 】

"I originally wanted to choose a reading club," He Jiang paused, thinking of the string of words that suddenly appeared in his head, "but I don't know why this club appeared. '

['The words "Spiritual Phenomenon Research Association appeared in my head"...] The rustling sound of the pen came over.

"……what are you doing?"

[Take notes! 】The GM put on the cap of the pen, and the crisp sound made Hejiang frowned a little uncomfortably, 【You are the first game bug I am in charge of—an observation report has been put on the agenda! 】

"This is not some kind of developmental game, hey——"

"Student, is there a problem?"

He Jiang raised his head blankly, and the old teacher on the podium raised his glasses, reflecting the light of wisdom.

"Since there are no questions, come up and explain this question."

The knotweed Yuhito at the front desk spread his hands helplessly, expressing his helplessness.

So under the baptism of GM "hahahahahahaha", Tsurue Kentaro walked up to the podium with a mournful face.