Hello. I am a high school student.
I recently transferred to a new school in Yokohama. There are murderers everywhere in the school, and the clubs are also very novel. There are murder mystery clubs, bad clubs that form gangs and fights, and there are also clubs that plan to rebel against the school's senior officials.
Very good, very energetic.
I feel relieved when I see everyone is so good.
My favorite person in school is probably the head teacher of our Grade B class.
He has reddish-brown hair and is a quiet adult in a gray suit.
He doesn't talk much at ordinary times, but when he does speak, his words are astonishing.
He is a Chinese teacher and seems to be writing novels in private, so he always has novel ideas and is very tolerant.
Not only did he tolerate me being late for class and write "I don't know" on the test paper, he even said mysteriously to me, "I can travel through time when I sleep at night."
He just stared blankly for a moment, and then looked at me steadily.
"Really?"
"That's fun."
I laughed too.
"It's very interesting. I dreamed that in that world, Nakahara-kun, who was good at fighting, was a powerful psychic, Dazai-kun, who was always lazy, became the youngest cadre of the gang, and Principal Mori became the leader of the gang!"
"Is that so... It does sound fantastic."
"Aren't you curious Odasaku?"
"Huh? What?"
"Aren't you curious about your plot in that world?"
"Well... Since you said so, let me ask you a question. In that world, I..."
"Dead."
I spoke up. Laughing so hard that your eyes brimmed with tears.
"Dead."
"But you will be resurrected by me soon."
**
I traveled to another world. It's a more dangerous world than campus life, where people with special abilities are fighting in a melee, and gangs, armies, and battles from various countries are all gathered in Yokohama.
And I have always liked and secretly pursued the teacher.
He died before the main story began.
In this fictional story, in this fictional world. My powers are also [fictional].
Even if the existence is false, just complete the logic and fill in the content. Truth and falsehood can also be reversed in an instant.
I first made up my powers.
Then another fictitious organization was created.
Furthermore, a fictional war was invented.
In the end, another insignificant fictional resurrection was made.
... In my late night dreams, everyone is dead.
And when I wake up, the world will turn around for me.
Intention: To run towards a fantasy