As I, Kazuma and Yunyun were escorted in a surprisingly clean prison, we were separately divided into groups because it seems as if the prison has a side dedicated to women.
Sena: Here, get in. This will be your room until the trial.
She said commandingly to us. With the bars locked, I decided to sit down at the corner of the cell, Kazuma, still objecting to the idea of being a criminal said to Sena frantically,
Kazuma: Hey... I'm the one, who saved the town in a sense, am I wrong!?
(Y/N): Thanks for not including me.
Kazuma: YOU'RE WILLINGLY GIVING YOURSELF UP TO THESE PEOPLE, I HAVE COMPLETELY GIVEN UP ON YOU!
Sena: I'll hear everything in detail from you tomorrow. You may take it easy.
Kazuma: OI!! LISTEN TO ME... OI!!
(Y/N): Give it up Kazuma, your only digging a deeper hole for yourself.
Kazuma: Sigh* Alright, I'll stop screaming my voice out... seriously... talk about absurd... so much for treating the hero who saved this town... to think this world is so tough... aah... I wanna go back to Japan... but I can't because I'm already long dead. No wait, more importantly, this is a parallel world where things like nobility or royalty exist...
(Y/N): There is... 18 other monarchies in my world by the way...
Kazuma: Since you went and did something to such a person, you most likely get end up getting executed without any room for argument...
Kazuma then became very agitated and started messing with his hair, in distress.
Kazuma: SHIT! BECAUSE OF SUCH A FALSE ACCUSATION, A YOUNG MAN WITH A BRIGHT FUTURE WILL END UP-
(Y/N): KAZUMA YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE A HEART ATTACK HERE! JUST CALM DOWN, PLEASE!
Kazuma: Your right, I just need to find a way to prove my innocence, I can't lose now...
(Y/N): Let's just talk for a moment why won't we? We haven't talked to each other casually in a while. I mean, it's not like we can't do anything... right?
Kazuma: What should we talk about?
(Y/N): Hmph... I have an idea! Why not talk about our past lives! As a form of bonding?
Kazuma: Ugh... fine, but you go first.
(Y/N): Well, as you already know, my name is (Y/N) (L/N), a 14-year-old high schoolboy. My home country is not actually Japan, but instead, the United Kingdom, I just moved in with my parents to an apartment near the school I'm going to, which is why I talk from a more western point of view and am very unfamiliar with Japanese culture. I died from having a bus smash into my apartment.
Kazuma: Really? You're not actually Japanese? Well, it's my turn, my name is Satou Kazuma, a 15-year-old... shut-in. I... never really went to school because of... personnel reasons and spent my time gaming. I died by... saving a girl from my school from getting hit by a truck.
(Y/N): A tragic hero huh? That's way better than my death where I couldn't save anyone.
Kazuma: ... yeah... sure... anyway, I've always wanted to ask you this, what the hell happened whilst I was dead?!
(Y/N): Oof, Uhm... this is going to take a while...
(6 hours of explaining humour, geopolitics, E-sports, the Pandemic, and much more.)
(Y/N): ...And that's the summary of the world right now. ACK- MY THROAT HURTS! WHAT?! IT'S ALREADY NIGHTTIME!
Kazuma: ... smartphones... isekai anime... surge of nationalism... China dominating... Japanese stagnation... anti-vaccination... Big Chungus? I'm just going to sleep. See you tomorrow.
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The Perfect Party (Konosuba x Male Reader)
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