My one-room apartment in Segwang Special City.
I stared blankly as a human hand suddenly stuck out from the white lizard-patterned blanket.
Watching something that was realistically impossible, I felt both a deep shock and relief.
Without even knowing why I felt that way.
“Mr. Roe Deer.”
Someone inside the blanket spoke to me.
I don’t know why I am being called Roe Deer.
But my mouth opens.
“Do you… know me?”
“Yes.”
“You are… what kind of manager? Why do I call you Manager?”
“That is not important.”
The black-gloved hand that had emerged from the blanket spoke.
I swallowed.
“…Why am I trapped in May 4? What in the world… is this situation?”
“It is a situation you wanted.”
What?
“No, that can’t be…. That can’t be true!”
What in the world was that supposed to mean, when just thinking about how many times, how many times I had repeated May 4 was enough to drive me insane!
It was a wonder I hadn’t already gone mad. The only reason I could endure it at all was because May 4 really was such a peaceful, pleasant day….
…….
A good day.
A good everyday life.
“Does May 4 have some kind of special meaning for me? Is it a good day?”
“I do not know.”
“Am I obsessed with May 4, and that’s why I can’t get out?”
“No.”
“Then what in the world is this situation?”
“Do you want an inference?”
“…Yes.”
From inside the blanket came a dry, even male voice.
“This place is a location onto which your wish to return home has been projected.”
……!!
“I don’t understand… what you mean,”
Why was I so shocked?
“Because your wish, Mr. Roe Deer, is to return home, I infer that this desire has been projected here.”
…….
What are you talking about.
I want to go home? Then I…