On a hot July day, cicadas chirped outside the window. Maybe it's July, maybe not. But the chirping of the cicadas has always been annoying. I asked my maid to catch the cicada, but she looked confused. "Master, it's only March, how can there be any cicadas?" As if it was a blow to the head, I looked around. There was nothing around but me. -----------------------------------------------
Everyone knows who the male protagonist is.
Medicine Seller: You are not from this world.
Unaen: You are not from this world.
Calico cat: You are not from this world.
Garcafis: You, no...
You Li [face darkened: I understand, shut up!
Basically, it's a first-person story in which the male protagonist keeps traveling through time and space and falls in love, right? No outline, jump into pits with caution, first person, demining. There are relatively few upsets.