[Niche Story, Slightly Dark, All Sugar and No Angst (Not Really), Rest Assured, Everyone]
Who could have guessed that I'd be playing a game at home, only to open my eyes and find myself in a completely different scene? I'd just transmigrated into a new body and hadn't even had time to look around before the main plot kicked off!
I was already frail and disabled, and then a girl calling herself "the Abyss" dragged me into a trap. That was how my new life began. But all I want is to hide away in my little mouse hole, play games, and look at my beautiful, adorable wives.
Hey, I only thought about it. Is that not even allowed? Did you really have to draw your sword and hack at me? You have absolutely no mercy for the fairer sex.
Thankfully, it seems I haven't transmigrated to another world, so there's still a chance I can get back to my little house and avoid the dangerous world outside. I don't want to get mixed up in those otherworldly conflicts. Let the protagonist handle all that world-saving stuff.
Nothing beautiful out there belongs to me. The only thing worth longing for is the warm bed at home, so I set off on a journey to find my way back.
But what does "home" even mean? Where is the place I truly belong...?
