For the Sake of My Laid-Back Life

Ryuzawa Kiya had a peaceful life, until one day he went to Shibuya and got killed.

It happened fast. His heart sank, and forget seeing who killed him, he couldn't even figure out what had happened to him!

Ryuzawa was furious. He'd just come to Shibuya to buy something. How was he supposed to know this would happen? He couldn't give up his happy life, with all those girls fawning over him after he became the most popular guy in high school!

...Then he was reborn and got killed again. This time, he'd gotten smarter. He headed for the station to get out of Shibuya, but a white-haired guy in a blindfold stepped on his head. Then the guy started... performing spirit-medium rituals at empty space?

What a lunatic!

Then a force slammed down on his head, and he was gone again.

Ryuzawa: ...

After dying a few times, he gradually lost track of when he was supposed to come back to life. Somehow, he'd acquired this golden finger, but his stats were so poor that he kept getting killed in an instant. Yet each death gave him more information, and after he finally gave up on everything... he gained extraordinary powers.

#The story of the bottom who keeps rushing off to get himself killed#

*The setting is that Shibuya is packed with people and information, so WTW never paid attention to this little nobody bottom.

Ryuzawa: Stop insulting me already!

Original character interpretations, out of character, poor writing, and possibly no logic! Bottom-centered, no set pairing yet. The romance may be a little scummy. I wrote this on a burst of inspiration to indulge my tastes, so I had no choice but to go out to sea myself (?). Since this is all about my personal tastes, there's nothing I can do if you can't stand it.

[You keep traveling, keep trying to survive, struggling through a difficult and painful life. Whatever you strive to grasp must be precious enough that you'd pay for it with your life.]

["There isn't a single thing worth prolonging a painful life to pursue."

"You're wrong... that's not true at all!"]

[Because I want them. And if I work hard, I can get them. The things I've already lost, whatever they may be, are enough to leave me with regret. Even if hope is slim, I won't let myself sink into despair along with the rest of the world!]

Theme: Give your so-called true love to that arrogant, obnoxious jerk.