How I Save the Dark Route While Trapped in an IF Timeline

Hello. I'm a high school student.

I just transferred to a new school in Yokohama. The place is full of delinquents, and the clubs are pretty unusual too. There's a murder-mystery club, a delinquent club for forming gangs and fighting, and even a conspiracy club that says it's plotting to overthrow the school leadership.

Nice. Everyone's full of energy.

Seeing how wonderfully chuuni everyone is makes me feel at ease.

My favorite person at school is probably our homeroom teacher in Class 2-B.

He has reddish-brown hair and is a quiet adult in a gray suit.

He doesn't say much, but when he does, he says the most unexpected things.

He's our literature teacher, and apparently he writes novels in his spare time, so he always has unusual ideas and is very accepting.

He doesn't just overlook me showing up late to class at the last minute or writing "I don't know" on tests. Even when I tell him mysteriously, "I transmigrate every night when I sleep."

He just stares at me for a moment in confusion, then looks at me steadily.

"Is that so?"

"That sounds interesting."

I smiled too.

"It is interesting. In that world, Nakahara-kun, who's really good at fighting, is a powerful ability user, and Dazai-kun, who's always slacking off, becomes the youngest executive in the mafia. Principal Mori even becomes the mafia boss!"

"I see... That certainly sounds fantastical."

"Aren't you curious, Oda-sak?"

"Hm? About what?"

"Aren't you curious about your story in that world?"

"Well... Since you put it that way, I suppose I'll ask. In that world, I..."

"Died."

I cut in. My eyes stung as I smiled.

"You died."

"But I'll bring you back to life right away."

**

I transmigrated to another world. It was more dangerous than school life, a place where ability users fought one another, and the mafia, the military, and armies from different countries all converged on Yokohama.

And the teacher I had always loved and secretly followed.

He died before the main story even began.

In this fictional story, in this fictional world, my ability is also [Fiction].

Even if existence is false, as long as I complete the logic and fill in the details, truth and fiction can be reversed in an instant.

First, I made up my ability.

Then, I made up an organization.

Next, I made up a war.

And finally, I made up one small resurrection.

...In my dreams late at night, everyone is dead.

But when I wake up, the world will turn upside down for me.

Theme: Set out on a journey into fantasy.