Chapter 8: V1C7 - Time To Grow Up
"Mom, Yuuta's busy with another chuunibyou episode. I think we should just leave a plate for him"
That voice kept ringing in my head.
My sister came, took advantage of my momentary lapse in judgement and got one over me.
I dejectedly get up and go for a quick shower and change out of my school uniform.
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After cleaning myself up, I go downstairs and see a man sitting on the sofa watching the TV.
As if he also notices me, he looks towards me.
"Oh Yuuta, it seems like Yume finally got one on you. And a solid one at that."
Short black hair that are well parted, black eyes, different shape of the eye, similar nose structure and similar jawline.
He comments on my and Yume's antics as if it's a sport.
"I suppose she can get lucky at times. Every short person has their day once in a while."
I tried to downplay Yume getting one over me as a mere fluke.
"Hahaha, nice try Yuuta, but your face was so horribly contorted that I wondered if you saw a ghost"
But it seemed like Yume was truly satisfied with today's win.
And as if to stop us from going on, mom calls us to dinner.
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We were finished eating dinner and were sat there, hence I thought it was best to say what I wanted to.
"Mom, I'll be cleaning up my room with all the posters and extra stuff so could you prepare a few trashbags."
And to that information, all three of them gave different reactions.
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"Hmm, he doesn't have a fever. Should we take him to the hospital for a full check-up?"
Yume next to me suggests after putting her hand on my neck and finding out my temperature is normal.
How rude!
Is graduating from chuunibyou such a big deal?
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"Hmm, I think we should call the exorcist. Today he even gave me a nice long hug when he came back from school. He even gave me perfect advice on how to fix the pound cake I would have otherwise thrown away."
Et tu, mama?
But anyways, I'm a transmigrator so that won't work, and can't a child get a hug from his mom after a stressful day without being suspected of something!
And for the pound cake, I'm sure you could've figured something out yourself so stop treating me like an expert pattisier.
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"Hmm, I suppose it was time."
Dad nods in understanding as if he's been through it.
I don't suspect a guy like you would be into chuunibyou, but from what I've heard, gangs used to be the trend in your day.
Were you a gangster?
Does mom even know about it?
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After they've all given their takes on my decision I decide to explain.
"Well, I guess it's time for me to get serious about myself. I mean in three years I'll be out of school and I'll have to decide what to do. I need to start clean and pick the best path for myself. I have a few ideas, both stable and risky and I'll share it with you as the time comes."
Mom and Dad seem to nod at my explanation and try to digest what I said.
It's a simple decision but one with heavy meaning.
I'm sure they're thinking on advice they could give but that'll have to wait until I tell them what I've decided.
But it seems like someone is unable to digest the serious mood that has been created.
"Creepy. Yuuta why are you getting serious all of a sudden. Are you even my brother and not a fake clone created to somehow rob our family?"
Yume decides to make a snarky comment under the guise of wariness towards me.
I respond with the old fashioned head-chop.
"Ugh!"
Oops, I may have hit her harder than intended.
I decide to rub her head to calm her down.
She really does like head pats.
Hmm I'm guessing Yuuta used to take care of her well when they were younger otherwise they wouldn't have such a good relationship now.
"Just because you can't grow physically doesn't mean I can't grow mentally."
At my snarky reply, the serious mood is broken and Mom and Dad start laughing hard.
After that we bickered and then cleaned the table together.
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At around 10PM, I decide to head out to clear my head.
A lot happened today and I decided to enjoy some fresh air.
So I went to another famous spot in anime - artificial riverbanks.
As I reached for a spot to sit on the concrete stairs going down, I realised I didn't meet many people on the way.
One couple were making their way back while another elderly man was leisurely strolling on the top part.
But as I looked down, I spotted one wierdo down on the banks.
Hmm, looking closely it seems they were practicing sprints or something.
No they were launching and then stopping -AH!
They seem to be practicing launching but from here it looks like they were already perfect at it.
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Anyways I cover my ears with my headphones, play Seven Nation Army and lean back.
Ugh, I wanted to play Metamorphosis on continuous loop but it looks like we might be 5 years away.
And if the butterfly effect hits then I might never get to hear it along with other bangers that would be released in the future.
Out with the useless thoughts now.
It was time to find out how much similar this world was to my older one.
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Half an hour later, I seem to get the general gist of it.
The world is pretty much the same.
Of course there's some changes: some in my original world aren't in this world while others here aren't in my original world.
But the thing is that the general world line seems to by the same.
It kind of feels like someone started with 2016 and their starting point and then created a back story from there.
Of course the information on stuff varies to the earliest records.
Plus some changes to genetics should be considered if we talk about hair colour.
Another thing I found is that any person related to me in my previous life is pretty much non-existent, including the things I have touched.
That kind of saddens me yet at the same time calms me down knowing I won't ever affect the lives of anyone previously related to me.
Anyways, after my investigation was complete, I spent the rest of the time enjoying images of famous historical figures whose hair colours were different from my previous life before heading back home
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