I was playing that damn game, Doki Doki: Heartbeat Yokohama, when I transmigrated.
I landed in Yokohama, my body had regressed to a child's, I had no money or family, and all I had with me was a short kid with orange-red hair.
Me: Got myself a guardian.
...??? That's obviously Nakahara Chuuya!
I absolutely adore Chuuya, so I tearfully became Mori the Scum's most hardworking executive, struggled miserably against a certain brother-obsessed transcendence, tearfully became the fifth member of the plotter group, and tearfully saved a certain author who loved extra-spicy curry rice...
I didn't care about any of these people at all, but...
If the Flags died, Chuuya would cry sadly, wouldn't he?
"Chuuya would cry, wouldn't he?" I languidly gazed at the cobalt-blue eyes of the young man beside me and repeated with conviction, "He would cry, wouldn't he, Chuuya?"
Nakahara Chuuya got angry, then got angry about being angry. He clenched his back teeth, lowered the brim of his hat to hide his reddening ears, and grabbed me by the collar. "What are you thinking about in that head of yours now?"
"Nothing at all~" I turned and left him behind, completely heartless.
"You bastard!!!"
Theme: Dogs are super cute
