Isekai Mizuki S2 - A Doki Adventure

Chapter 25 - Déjà Vu

September 4th, 2022
7:20 AM

Masahiro had just woken up. He couldn't remember what day it was, so he checked his phone. "Must be the first day of classes," he mutters. He gets up from his bed, and checks the time before he leaves the room. "7:21 AM... eh, not too late, Sayo's gonna wake up in a few minutes," he says to himself, going through his routine.

"Morning, mom," he greets, rubbing his eye. "Good morning, MC! I've made you some waffles, they're just over there. Today's your first day of senior high, right?" his mother asks, ruffling his already shaggy hair. "Yeah. Did we get the unis delivered?" MC asks, putting down a mug of his own coffee on the table. "Yep. I left it in your closet," she replies, walking away from the kitchen.

"I feel like I've done this before..." Masahiro thought while taking a bite. "Eh, probably just me," he continued, brushing it off. He finishes his waffles, then walks up to his bedroom. He opens the closet doors, and finds his uniform once again. He plucks it out of the hanger, and gets changed. After that, he puts his bag's sling over himself and walks downstairs.

He got the bento box from his father, was told to do well in school, and out he went towards XX Private High. Suddenly, Sayori starts rushing towards him. "Took you long enough, Hiatari Sayori!" Masahiro tauntingly calls out. "Come on, MC! Quit being a meanie, you know I'm a heavy sleeper!" she replies, tired. He feels confused. "Thought she would've worded that differently..." he thought, feeling like something was off.

Along their way, they spot Isekai's house. "That's the new family, right?" he asks. Sayori nods. "Rumors say his hair color isn't normal, and no one can look at his left eye," she says to Masahiro. He feels confused again. "Okay, this doesn't feel right. I feel like we've gone through this several times..." he thought, feeling like time's repeatedly reversed. Isekai walks out the gate, and sees Sayori. While Masahiro still ponders, they both nod at each other. In their minds, they recite the plan that they've discussed.

The same day, at 4:11 AM

"Okay, now that the chit-chat's aside... let's talk strategy. I've managed to copy Natsuki and Masahiro's memories using some abilities I've had in me. We just have to inject it into their character via the means of doing it in-game. Attempting to paste it into Natsuki's file will corrupt her, and Masa doesn't have a file."

"Wait, Natsuki's file will corrupt if you try it from there? How does that work?" Sayori asks. Isekai shrugs, not knowing how that works. "Not sure. Masa doesn't have a file because he's the player; he's generally player-operated, yet we can somehow see him. I don't get it, but we can see him and interact with him like he's a physical being," he explains, stating how Masahiro doesn't have any form of data archive or file.

"Anyway, plan is just to go as normal for today. Bring Masa into the gym's equipment room at the end of the day, and I'll use the USB port to drop his memories into him. We'll do Natsuki when the first club meeting happens again. After that, we'll find a way to recruit Yuri. She seems to be a good person, she'll help us," Isekai explains, going on about how this should go. Sayori agrees, looking at the time. "Well, the day's about to start. We don't want to change the trajectory of the game's events *now,* we want to make everything as it was after MC wakes up today." Isekai nods and they both go home.

Back to now...

Lunchtime had finally rolled around, and Sayori happily got her big lunch meal. The workers asked the same questions as the first time, and they both went to make friends with Isekai again, who got another "MizuTech UL" phone.

Their boring classes went on. Being taught about quadratic functions, advanced English and Japanese, history, physical sciences, and cooking. The day kept going and going, and eventually, the end of the day finally arrived.

Sayori went up to Masahiro and tapped his shoulder. "Hey, MC, can you come with me for a minute?" she asks. He nods. She then led him all the way to the gymnasium's equipment room, where Isekai waited, ready to restore the state of Masahiro's memories. "He's here," she tells him. Isekai takes a deep breath. "Masa, what I'm about to do may be a lot to process. But trust me, you'll understand everything to a T. We have to talk about what to do next. Now, just hold real still," Isekai tells him, shoving a USB port, wire attached to his finger, into Masahiro's forehead.

To be continued...