"...Haaah... Sensei, for some reason I just can’t seem to get any work done today..."
"Yeah... I’m tired too."
"...Haaah..."
For some reason, I couldn’t focus on work either. I just kept feeling tired.
"...Krrr..."
"...Uh, Sensei?"
Sensei had already drifted off to dreamland, and I was tired too, so I decided to just sleep in the chair. We’d almost finished everything that needed doing, so it would be enough to sleep and handle the rest after waking up. Just for a moment. Really, just a little.
"..."
The moment I closed my eyes, I felt as if my body and mind were separating. Unlike the usual feeling of falling asleep, I had no sensation at all for several minutes.
"...What the...?"
When I opened my eyes, I was in a completely different place.
"...?"
Pinch
"Ow... What the heck? Where am I?"
Something felt strangely off. Then sensation returned to my body, and I was finally able to take in my surroundings properly.
"..."
What I saw in front of me was a computer and a single door.
"Was there a door like this in Kivotos?"
Ziiing
"...???"
The door opened like something out of a movie. I wondered if this was Millennium, but Millennium doesn’t make things this crudely.
"...No, seriously, this is ridiculous..."
Fair enough. Honestly, it would be more strange to stay perfectly calm here.
Click-clack, click-clack
"...? High heels?"
It was definitely a place where people lived. But I had no idea where this actually was.
"..."
Click
Judging by the sound, those were probably military-issued shoes.
"Man... I’m exhausted... I’m tired again today..."
"...? What is that...?"
What appeared before me was unmistakably me.
"...?"
There were no wings or horns or any of the other things, but the face, the red eyes, and the black hair—everything was unmistakably mine.
"...What is... this?"
But the clothes were strange. It wasn’t the outfit of an ordinary soldier; it was the kind of uniform a high-ranking officer, a commander, would wear.
"...?"
"Commander? What are you doing here?"
"Whaaa!?"
When I turned around, a red-haired girl was staring straight at me.
"...No, what the heck..."
I knew who she was at a glance.
"...?"
No, would it even be stranger if I didn’t know? One of the games I loved—no, the game I could no longer play.
"Rapi...?"
It was Goddess of Victory: NIKKE.
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