Prologue Ep-2
My Self-Awareness as the “Childhood Friend” Role Has Awakened
This world is the world of the otome game 『Cherry Blossom Oath ―The Story of Us That You and I Weave―』(all ages), the one I had been utterly obsessed with during my previous life.
There was no mistake about it.
After all, in real-world Japan, there are hardly any adults with naturally pure brown hair, let alone people with red or green hair and unnaturally white skin.
To begin with, even Hime-chan has beautiful blonde bobbed hair, yet her facial features are unmistakably Japanese. By common sense, something like that simply does not exist outside of a game world.
“So this is the childhood phase before the game officially begins……”
From the circumstances, it was obvious that I was the childhood friend who appears from the very start of the game, Nagase Mari. Mari’s role in the game was that of a support character for Ichinose Maki.
If that was the case, then what was expected of me was probably to grow into that support role and steadily build a relationship of trust with her.
“Um, Matsuri-chan.”
“Wait, Hime-chan. I’m thinking about something right now.”
“Y-yeah, but Matsuri-chan, um……”
“Ah, seriously, Hime-chan, what is it? I’m in the middle of something impor—”
Before I could finish my sentence, Hime-chan suddenly grabbed my arm tightly, her expression desperate. Faced with those eyes from such close range, I could not bring myself to say anything further.
As expected of the protagonist, I suppose.
Even at this age, she already possesses something that draws people in.
Yeah… somehow, my thoughts were starting to feel muddled. At that moment, I felt something drip down from my forehead.
“Matsuri-chan, um, there’s blood coming from your head, so I’ll go call an adult, okay?”
“Huh?”
“So please, absolutely do not move from here.”
“……O-okay.”
As I watched Hime-chan’s small back as she ran off like a startled rabbit, it was only then that I finally became aware of the throbbing flow of blood coming from my own head. Blood is the same temperature as the body, so apparently you do not notice it even when it is flowing, or at least that is what I read once in a manga.
I wonder if that manga exists in this world too. While thinking about such trivial things, I lost consciousness just like that.