I (30), Who Works for a Black Company and Died While Regretting My Gloomy Life, Started Over From High School! - Chapter 2

Chp.2: When I woke up, I was 16.

“Is this … me when I was in high school …?”

When I got up from the futon, I looked too youthful … or rather, I touched my face, which I could only describe as a kid when I saw it now.

“Me with a younger body … my room that shouldn’t exist anymore … no way …”

As a light novel lover, I immediately came up with a hypothesis that could explain this situation.

No, but … no matter how …

“That’s right, phones!…Whoa!..It’s a nostalgic feature phone!”

When I opened the foldable model, I could see today’s date.

What was displayed there–

“4, 14 years ago …!? I’m in my second year of high school !?”

There’s no doubt anymore.

If this isn’t a hallucination, then I have gone back to the past.

Retaining only future experiences and memories, as if you had loaded old save data from a game.

“That’s … impossible…”

I was stunned by the situation, which seemed to be the embodiment of my delusions.

“It’s too vivid for a dream … but …”

But …… What if this is not a dream but reality?

“but… If I was really back, then…Is it possible for me to start over …?”

I approach the window and open it.

The refreshing breeze of the early morning blows and touches my cheeks with a realistic feeling.

I can see familiar neighbors’ houses, students and office workers walking down the street.

It’s the view from …… this room that I wasn’t supposed to see forever anymore.

“I don’t care about logic. …… since I was sent back to this time with this tremendous amount of regrets, then there’s only one thing to do”

This time I will live my life so that I won’t have any regrets.

I will spare no effort to train myself and fight for what I want regardless who it is!

“And confess to Shijoin-san …! I like you!”

I’m done with my determined declaration.

Then all I have to do now is push forward.

“SHUT UP, Shinichiro! What are you screaming alone so early in the morning!”

The moment I saw the person who came into the room – I froze. She shocked me hundreds more times than when I realized my life had resetted.

“Mm……Mom……”

“? What? Are you still asleep?”

She’s alive.

Alive and talking.

My mom who collapsed from worrying about me and died as it was–

“Wha, mom! Uwaaa~”

“Hey, what’s wrong with you, you’re already in high school! Did you eat something funny?

I cried out, clinging to my confused mother.

The tears overflowed with a torrent of emotion, and it never ran dry.

（I never thought I’d see my mom again. ……）

After crying a lot when I saw my mother again, I managed to regain my composure and made up an excuse for my early morning sobbing, saying that “I had a dream that mom died because of me.”

In response, my mom said, “No more bad dreams.” and patted my head as if to relieve my anxiety.

I almost cried again because of the way she comforted me since I was a child,but I think because I have the mental strength of an adult that I managed to endure it.

（This time, I’ll take a proper path in life so mom doesn’t have to worry. I’ll make her happy by treating her delicious foods and taking her on trips.）

With these thoughts in mind, I walked down my nostalgic route to school for the first time in 12 years.

（Oh … this is really the world of the past …）

The changes of the times can be found everywhere just by walking down the street.

Instead of smartphones, what people are holding is flip phones.

Perhaps because there are no chat apps or high graphic games yet, the number of people who use their phone while walking is quite low.

Even if you look at convenience stores, the supposedly merged Sabelkay and Gogo stores are there as a matter of course.

（I missed this school uniform and bag ..）

When I put on my uniform, I somehow felt as if my working self had faded away and my high school self had returned.

（ I was tired of going to school at that time, but now I’m starting to look forward to it. I’m motivated to do my best in my studies, sports, class activities, and everything else. It’s such a great feeling to have a future. ……）

“Ah, Nihama-kun. Good morning!”

Looking back at the cool voice that I heard suddenly, she was there.

The jewel of my youth that I could not forget even when I became an old man.

By meeting the girl l admire once again across time, I felt as if my story, which ended without getting anything, had begun again.