Rebirth
"Oh? My head hurts!" A young man with long silver hair covered his head and frowned as he muttered to himself. Feilu novel network {Gold}{List}
After a while, the pain finally passed. The young man slowly stood up and looked around. He was on the roof of a building. His eyes immediately widened as he muttered to himself,"What is this place? Why am I here?"
As he spoke, he slowly walked forward and came to the barbed wire fence in front of him. Looking down, he saw a sports field with a plastic track below. There were a few people walking along the track in twos and threes on the sports field. From time to time, there would be lively laughter.
Looking at the unfamiliar scene, the young man shouted,""What is this place? Can someone tell me!”
With a loud cry, only a few sparrows that were resting on the balcony like the young man flew up. Other than that, it did not cause any other impact.
After shouting, the young man leaned weakly against the barbed wire. He did not care that the dust on the edge of the barbed wire would dirty his clean student uniform. He sat down in a daze and looked ahead with lifeless eyes.
"Aren't I washing dishes in the restaurant's kitchen? Why are you here?"
"Also, what is this place? What are these strange words? Korean or Japanese?"
"How did I get here? Kidnapped? But where are the kidnappers?"
"If it's not kidnapping, then what is it? And what was going on with this body? I remember that although my skin wasn't black, it was definitely not this white. Neither was my hair.= Gold == List ="
"Oh right, my body. Could it be that I transmigrated?”
"Yes, he should have transmigrated. But what kind of world was this? Battle energy? Doesn't look like it? Campus? A little similar. He must have been reborn into a student from Japan or Han! Was this still the original Earth?”
"Forget it, I don't care. Since I've transmigrated, I'll just live well. I'll first find a way to understand the language. Language is a big problem. Yes! That's it! As for what he would do after learning it, he would talk about it later!”
After thinking about this, the young man slowly stood up and patted the dust off his butt.
"Yagutsu, I knew you would be here.”Just as the young man was patting the dust away, the door in front of him opened. A 180-meter-tall, very shy young man walked out. After opening the door, he looked at the young man with a timid expression and said,
A string of bird language came into his ears. He should not have understood it, but strangely, the young man could understand what these words were saying. Especially the first three words, it was as if they had opened the young man's mind.
Instantly, the young man understood everything. Without the headache of recovering his memories, everything appeared in his mind normally.
When she was in the room, she understood that those words were in Japanese. She also knew that this shy young man in front of her was her follower since she was young. A hateful follower.(Of course, these were just the thoughts of the original owner of the body) A stinky follower called Takashi Kawamura. And his name was Akutsu. This all-rounded man was also a delinquent youth.
The youth who understood everything looked at his hands in disbelief and muttered to himself,""Am I Ajitsu? The person in front of him was Takashi Kawamura, and he was also so shy. Was this just a coincidence? Was this the world of the tennis prince? Am I that badass Akuzu?”
He saw that Ajiujin ignored him and just stood there silently looking at his hands. Takashi Kawamura did not feel angry. They had lived together since they were young, and he had long been used to Akyuki's personality. At this time, he was already lucky that Akyuki did not beat him up. How could he be angry?
Takashi Kawamura didn't disturb Akutsu who was deep in thought. He stood at the door and waited for Akutsu silently.
Takashi Kawamura could wait, but time could not. The sun was about to set, and the afterglow of the setting sun had already fallen on his body. Takashi Kawamura knew that if he did not interrupt Akutsu's thoughts, the moon might come out.
However, when he thought about how he might have to make full contact with Akutsu's fist after disturbing her, Kawamura couldn't help but shiver. However, he remembered the poor man who asked him to bring Akutsu home. Kawamura clenched his fists as if he was cheering him on. He took a few deep breaths and said to Akutsu,"That? That? Ajiujin!"
Before he could say it, the courage he had just mustered was deflated again. Takashi Kawamura rubbed his head shyly and looked at the man whose thoughts had been interrupted by him.
When he heard someone call him, Yasuzu also recovered from his thoughts. He looked at the man in front of him who was rubbing his head and said,"Ah Long, what is it?"
Takashi Kawamura was stunned when he heard Akutsu's words. He stopped touching his head and looked straight at Akutsu. Are you calling me? Are you calling me? Shouldn't you be calling me a bastard?"
"Hey! What was he thinking? Is there anything?" Akutsu interrupted Takashi Kawamura's surprise.
"Ah! Oh! Um, Tsuyuki, I want you to come home tonight.”
"Oh, I know!"
"That Yasuzu…"
"Hmm? Is there anything else?"
"Ahhhh! Nothing happened! I just wanted to say that I'm going home first."
"Oh! Then let's go together! I'm going home anyway!" After saying that, Akutsu walked past Takashi Kawamura and slowly walked down the stairs.
Takashi Kawamura was still caught up in what Akutsu had just said because he couldn't believe that Akutsu had agreed to go home so easily, and that he had gone home so early.
After walking for a while, Akutsu realized that Takashi Kawamura was still standing there. He shouted impatiently at Takashi Kawamura,"Hey! Don't be in a daze. Hurry up. Are you going or not?”
Akutsu's impatient voice reached Takashi Kawamura's ears, and he immediately shivered. This was because Takashi Kawamura was reminded of Akutsu's glorious history.
He quickly closed the door and ran towards Akyutsu. As he ran, he said,"Coming!"
[PS: I haven't written for a long time. I'm not used to it!] Thinking back, I had no problem writing 8000 words in the past. But now, I can't. It took me an hour and a half to write more than 2000 words. Sigh, how conflicted! The speed at which he typed was at a loss!
Practice slowly! This was the only way!
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