Translated by A Passing Wanderer
Edited by RED
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It had happened a really long time ago.
A large game company held a public event, which also doubled as an experiment of sorts.
The whole thing was being broadcast live, and they recruited volunteers like myself, who were ushered into the large open capsules.
"Argh, don't be nervous, now," I heard someone say, and shifted my gaze over to a dude wearing a scientist-like lab coat next to me.
Although the temperature inside this location was okay-ish, this guy was still soaked in cold sweat from top to bottom, while he was continuously manipulating the complicated machinery I was lying in.
This man, who happened to be one of the game developers, finally saw me staring at him.
He said, "Don't be nervous and just breathe in, breathe out, Johan."
Huh, not even bothering with polite speech, are we? Besides all that... Johan? That wasn't my name.
"Excuse me, but I'm not Johan."