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12.5% My Reincarnation Is As Abnormal As I Expected / Chapter 6: New Identity

章 6: New Identity

In a hospital room, a woman is pacing anxiously. She bites her nails, and distress is clearly painted on her face. Looking at the window to gaze at the scene outside, she throws her gaze back the young man who is chilling on the hospital's bed.

Of course, I was just describing Shizuka's behavior for the past hour.

"Why are you pacing like you are waiting for your non-existent fiancé?"

"Gah! Don't talk about marriage in front of me!"

Of course, while saying that, she threw me a water bottle that she took out of nowhere. Being an amazing person I am, I managed to dodge that.

"For the umpteenth time, watch my head, woman!"

"Don't test my patience, brat!"

This is also the umpteenth time we are bantering against each other. Her behavior irks me, and each time I point it out, she is always livid. I thought it would be amusing messing with her. It turns out...

It is extremely amusing!

I am bored to death. I can't get out of this place, until the police figure out who I am, and notify my family. Messing with her is really a good way to distract my mind.

"Seriously though, what makes you anxious?"

Shizuka calms herself down, before staring at me intently. "What makes me anxious? Do you want to hear that?" I nod my head. She continues, "It's the police! The police is making me anxious. What if they decided to apprehend me?"

She crouches, and clutches her head, "What if your family sue me for crippling your brain? I don't want to be in jail!" She mutters creepily, and depressively.

I look at her crouching form, and retort, "First of all, amnesia isn't equal to brain damage. My brain is shocked, indeed. However, it's not crippled!" She is startled by my outburst, and she stops crouching.

"Secondly, you don't have to be afraid of police apprehending you. Cases like this are usually resolved by mediation. If depends on the agreement between both parties." I ended my explanation.

Shizuka looks at me in amazement, albeit briefly, before shaking her head. "No, I am not afraid of that. I am just torn between leaving you or taking responsibility of my action!" She exclaimed rather righteously.

So that's what she is concerned about?!

If I were as big and tall as my previous self, I would have slap this woman to heaven. The audacity she has to say that loudly is maddening. Luckily, I am a mature 26 year old soul. Thus, I ignore what she just said.

"Huuh... How long have we been waiting?" Shizuka, who has sat herself beside my bed, asks me in sincere curiosity. I look at her with my unamused eyes — which disgusts her — and say, "You have a watch on you, and you can't even tell the time? As for your question, it's been an hour."

"Wow! How can you know it even without wearing a watch?" She asks in wonderment, and slight sarcasm. Surely, I have a comeback, "Anyone smarter than your dumb head will be able to know that."

"What did you say, brat?!"

"My head is injured for Odin's beard!"

Why is this woman so fond of hitting my head?!

Just like that, an epic fight ensues. Shizuka is desperately trying to reach my head that was leaning backward, while I am pushing her head away from me, so she can't reach my head.

Rattle.

We hear the door open, but we are too busy on our epic fight that we disregard it completely.

"Kuhum!"

"Huh?"

While Shizuka reacts awkwardly, I opt to observe the person instead. It is a cute middle school girl with an ahoge on her head. If this body I am inhabiting were to be a girl, it would surely look like her — well, not really.

Shizuka distances her body away from me, and clears her throat. "Kuhum! That was unsightly of me, I am sorry. May I know who you are?"

I don't need the girl to answer for me to deduce she is my sister. My keen eyes has seen through her long ago.

As I expected, the girl looks at me sharply, before pointing her finger at me, and exclaim cheerfully, "I am 'that' person's sister."

The thing she said, and the way she said it really contradicts each other. What does she mean by "that" person? Am I some kind of a criminal or something? What is the definition of "that"? I want to know!

"Oh! So, you're his family!" Shizuka's eyes lights up in delight. She's happy she will be finally let go from this place soon, it seems. "Kid, do you remember something?" I glance at Shizuka from the corner of my eyes, before responding simply, "No."

At least, that's enough to distort her face.

"Nee, Onī-chan? Don't you recognize me?"

The cute middle school girl asks me in worry. This kid has so many faces that I am amazed at how quick she changes her mood. One minute she's looking at me in disdain, and the next minute she's worrying over me.

The only relieving thing is all her feelings are genuine. That means, her disdain over me is also sincere, unfortunately.

"I am sorry. I don't even know my name. How can I recognize you?" I shake my head faintly. The girl squints her eyes, before answering, "Well, at least Onī-chan is still Onī-chan." She smiles after that.

This time, I can't even figure the feeling she is showing me. Maybe it is happiness, or is it sadness? This kid can make a perfect actress. Her mask is almost perfect. Yes, almost perfect. I can see through most of her act.

However, this body seems to have an unconscious attempt to deny it every time I see her through — weird. Also, she seems familiar. Unfortunately, I can't pinpoint where I have seen her. I'm starting to feel like a genuinely amnesiac person.

Rattle.

The door opens once again, and two people come in. They are Dr. Murata, and a young looking middle-aged woman with glasses. The cute girl's facial features really resemble this woman. Which means, she should be my mother.

She stands in front of me, gazing me curiously, before calling out, "Hachi?" I look at her in mild confusion, and she sighs helplessly. What a unique bunch of family I have. She knows I have amnesia, yet she has the audacity to call my nickname?!

"Oh? Are you Hiratsuka Shizuka-san?"

"Ah, yes! I am Hiratsuka Shizuka-san. I am sorry, because of my inattention I injured your son."

"No, no, no. It's alright, Shizuka-san. My son is sturdy! Right, Hachi?"

No, don't look at me. I don't know who the fuck is Hachi! Seriously, can you just tell me my name?!

My mother looks away awkwardly from me as she finally realizes my 'WTF' face. Clearing he throat, my mother extends her hand forward.

"My name is Hikigaya Maiko. Nice to meet you, Shizuka-san."

"Ah, nice to meet you too, Maiko-san."

"Now, can we discuss what happened to my son?"

"Very well."

It is how their conversation about what happened to me is started. None of them pay me any attention. They seem to forget I am there.

Seriously, they are talking about me, while ignoring me? What kind of logic is that!

Still, I too have something to ponder about. The family name of my mother. Hikigaya is a well-known family name in this universe. It belongs to my favorite most rotten protagonist. But, I don't like to jump to conclusion.

Therefore, I ask my sister.

"You are my sister, aren't you?" She looks at me, and goes, "Hm? Yes, I am." I nod my head lightly, and ask, "What is your name?" She smiles, and declares cheerfully, "I am your favorite little sister, Komachi!"

Now, she's cute enough for me to give her a headpat as a reward. However, my mind is too occupied by one thing. She calls me Onī-chan, right? That means, I am...

"Hikigaya Hachiman. I am Hikigaya Hachiman."

Gasp.

The people's attention turn to me. They are shocked I can recall my own name. While I am shocked too, I am not shocked because of that. I am shocked, because I am a fucking Hikigaya Hachiman!

I am the protagonist of this world who has no plot armor! Even though many shitty things will happen to him, it doesn't matter to me. That's the future of the 'previous' Hikigaya Hachiman.

I am different. I am Hikigaya Hachiman on the outside, but Chris in the inside. Therefore, I will live this clearly much easier world as I pleased.

Let's be rich in this world!

What? Do you think I should be collecting women? Hah! I don't have to collect them. They will come for me eventually. Narcissistic? No! I will prove how wrong you are.

"Uwahh... Onī-chan you're grinning creepily."

I am awaken by Komachi, who has just chided me. Raising my head to look at her, my previous grin disappeared. I sigh to myself to calm down my beating heart. Reincarnation does exist, and it makes me too excited.

"Huuh... I am sorry. I think there must be something wrong with my facial muscle."

"Oh! It just moved without your consent?"

"Yes."

"Don't worry, it won't be permanent. It is just the aftereffect of the shock your head received."

I nod my head at Dr. Murata in appreciation. Unconscious activation of facial muscle is caused by brain damage. Such thing happens permanently. Which means, he backed up my bullshit. It seems he noticed I didn't grin because of that reason, and he decided to help me out.

What a good man.

It takes another few minutes, until the mediation between my mother and Shizuka finished. No police are involved in the mediation. They handled it professionally, and maturely. I nod my head in appreciation at them.

It is also at that point I realize Dr. Murata misunderstood me. One of the agreements that my mother made with Shizuka is that she should visit me, at least, one time in a week to check my condition.

The fucking idiot thinks I am hitting on Shizuka for that reason. No wonder he gives me the knowing look from time to time.

Anyway, now that I have grasped my situation, I am ready to live my new identity.


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Hachimom's name is fabricated. IDK her name. You can tell me in the comment section if you know her name.

Anyway, it's so sad your comments are shadow-banned by Webnovel. Some of you also have written a review that unfortunately got shadow-banned.

In other words, be creative to say the 'forbidden' word. Paraphrase is the only way, guys!

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章 7: Summer Holiday

I am finally released from the hospital, and I am currently in the parking lot, along with the others.

"Ne, ne, he, Onī-chan! Do you know that?!"

"Onī-chan, what is this thing called?!"

"Do you know what that thing is?!"

"Onī-chan, be careful of the stairs! They sometimes move by themselves!"

Have I mentioned that my family is a unique bunch? Alright, I'll say it once again. My family is a unique bunch!

Yeah, you're right. Instead of treating me like an amnesiac person, they treat me like a mentally retarded bitch!

I believe these guys don't really know what amnesia is. Or, my sister is just messing with me... under my mother discreet command.

Don't you think I don't know it, woman!

"This brat must be thinking something rude again," Shizuka, who is by the side of my mother, commented while looking at my face.

"No, I'm not thinking about something rude. I was thinking about when will you get married, and concluded you will never get to."

"What did you say?!"

"Gah! Stop swatting my head, you savage!"

Shizuka is the very definition of women. She feels like she she is always right, but always angry when she is called out on her wrong.

"My, my, my. Who knows my son will meet his future wife here. What a twist of fate! Fu-fu-fu."

"..."

"..."

Hold up a second! Is Hachimom supposed to be like this? I don't know. The light novel never mentioned anything about her character.

Anyway, despite how quick she jumps to conclusion, her ability to make Shizuka freeze like a statue is amazing.

That means, she has successfully stopped Shizuka from swatting my head!

But, why didn't my mother mention about how Shizuka could possibly hurt my head? Isn't she supposed to be worry about that instead?

I take back my word. There is nothing amazing about you, Hachimom!

"I am sorry to ruin you Boys Meet Girls fantasy. But, this woman will likely kill me on our first night," I said to my mother, full of conviction.

While my mother is surprised I came up with a comeback, Shizuka reacts differently — I mean, violently.

"What do you think I am? A monster?!" She starts to swat my head again. "I wouldn't kill you on the first night. I would do it slowly!" She concluded her not so civil sentence.

While I get my own amusement for managing to rile her up, I am also worried about her response. Why didn't she refute about the marriage? Does she think our marriage is a sure thing already?!

Well, crap. Hachiman's tie with her really defies the rule of the universe. If I were Ichigo, I could have seen the red thread connecting us already.

"Kuhum! As much as I like to watch the amusing scene, we have to go home now, Hachi." My mother successfully stops our epic fight with that.

Shizuka and I look into each other's eyes, before agreeing to call it a day.

"See you again, brat."

"See you again, woman."

Both of us click our tongue, clearly annoyed at each other.

"May we meet again, Shizuka-san." My mother bid Shizuka a farewell. "Ah, yes! May we meet again too, Maiko-san." Shizuka responded politely.

Right after that, my family and I enter the car. We quickly leave the hospital's parking lot, and head to our house.

The entire ride is mostly silent. Komachi will pester me from time to time by asking stupid questions, and I will always explain to her I am having amnesia, not a retard.

My mother will sometimes discreetly glance at my reflection on the mirror, expecting I will never notice it. Still, I don't want to call her out. Therefore, I let her bw.

It is only when she can't endure it anymore that she finally reaches out to me.

"Hachi."

"Yes?"

"Are you alright?"

"A bit late to ask that, but I'm okay."

"Hm." My mother nods her head, and goes silent once again. Just like before, I don't prod her. "Do you... perhaps remember anything about yourself, other than your name?" My mother finally starts to speak again.

"I can function normally as a person just like usual even without remembering any of that."

"I see... I will take that as a no." My mother hums to herself, before asking, "Do you remember anything about me?"

"No."

Ouch. I saw it. I saw the brief hurt expression on her face. I would like to say I know about her, but she isn't mentioned much in the light novel.

Anyway, my mother is just like Komachi — or the other way around? She has more than one faces. She is worried about me for sure, but she hides it from me for whatever reason.

Tsundere? I don't think so. I believe there is something more to it. What a complicated family I have.

"What about our family? Your childhood? Do you remember any of it?"

"As I have said, I can function normally even without any memory of it."

"What about... friends?"

I quirk my eyebrow, and stare at her reflection on the mirror. This question somehow irks my Hachiman sense. She dodges my eyes, and focuses her vision to the road instead.

"There is a simple solution to this problem. As a parent, you can tell me everything you know about me, your son, to me. If you know about me, that is."

Ah, the guilty look. I feel like a law school student — they know how to make someone feel guilty.

But seriously, I didn't mean to bash her or anything. I grew up without parents in my past life, and I don't give a fuck being neglected. I can survive on my way.

Hachiman would have cared about that. But, I am not Hachiman! Well, the previous Hachiman. I am Chris! Therefore, I don't care.

That means, yes, I don't care about her guilt over this body too. If she's a good parent, she will eventually find a way to mend the broken relationship. If she's not, well, let's just say our relationship as a mother and son will merely be a formality.

For now, at least, I can tell Hachimom didn't neglect Hachiman intentionally.

The drive is completely silent right after that. Not even Komachi says a word to me. It is only when we arrive at home does she talk to me again.

She leads me to my room, and introduces everything inside my room to me like it is her own room.

There is something wrong with this sibling of mine, but I am not surprised. Christine was also like this in the past. She knew EVERYTHING about stuffs that I often used. She even knew how many underwear I had.

I know, she knew a bit too much. But, hey, we're siblings. She has seen me naked, and I have seen her naked. What is there for siblings to hide?

So...

"I feel dirty. Wanna take a bath with me, Komachi?"

Slap!

"P-pervert Onī-chan!!!"

What is wrong with her? She can know everything about me, but I am not allowed to do the same thing, just because she's a girl?

Ridiculous!

That's so so sexist of her! As an advocate of gender equality, I deem her action wrong!

Nah, not really. I'm not a rabid feminist. I was just messing with her. No offense to normally functioning feminist out there.

Anyway, I think I have found my new amusement in this world. That is, messing with the characters. It's fun!

Just like that, my first day at Hikigaya Household starts.

...

It's been five days since I arrived here, and I have found the time I am currently in. Eventually, Hachiman is still in his last year in middle school. Which means, I have around a year until I enter Sobu High.

Another thing worth to be noted is Hachiman has just confessed to Kaori a few months prior. That also means, the bullying is still ongoing at school. So, I will experience mental torture when the summer holiday ends, and the school starts.

Just kidding. Who are they fucking with? This me? Pfft! No one can fuck with me. When they do, I will fuck them back!

I mean that not in a sexual way.

"Nyaan~"

"Oh, hello there Raphtalia."

Who is Raphtalia? She is my cat. She is also the same cat who crossed the road safely that day. I don't know how did she get here, but she just appeared in front of our door in the next morning, after my first night of staying here.

Also, you don't have to point out that Raphtalia is a raccoon, I know that. I named this stupid cat Raphtalia, because she is just as brown as her.

"Nyaan~"

"What? Do you want some food? Why don't you find it yourself, you lazy ass kitten?"

"Nyaan~"

No matter how cute you are acting, I won't give you any of it. But, my body moves autonomously, and gives her the food she wants anyway.

Ding-dong!

"Someone's coming?"

"Onī-chan, rather than standing there like an idiot, why don't you open the door?"

"Well, rather than chiding me, why don't you do it for your brother?"

"Huuh... You are really a lazy ass, Gomi-chan."

Although she said that, Komachi still complies to my request, and greets whoever is coming. She is a bit grumpy lately, after I showed her my cooking skill that is better than her.

She pestered me about it all day long, but my answer stupefied her so much she didn't want to pester me any further.

I answered her like this, "It's the perks of having amnesia. I forgot that I can't cook. Thus, I can cook."

I know, I know, it's lame. But, hey, Komachi isn't very bright. She's just an airhead who actually uses a little bit of her brain.

"Hey, brat. How are you?"

"..."

Ah, so it's the day already? I forgot Shizuka still has to visit me once a week.

Today will be a long and interesting day for sure.


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Sorry, for last night. I didn't mean to troll you guys. I was even confuse myself why the chapter for my novel was missing XD.

That being said, enjoy. Another chapters will be released in a few hours — still working on it.

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