SPELLBOUND ║ KAIJU NO.8

「 ✮⋆˙Chapter 3 ✮⋆˙ 」

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Y/N roamed the city streets, her mind spinning with confusion. "How the heck did I end up in another world?" she muttered, dodging a street vendor who tried to sell her a dubious-looking hotdog.

As she passed a group of teenagers laughing and taking selfies, she tried to recall the morning's events. "Did I fall into a portal? Get hit by truck-sama?" she pondered aloud. An elderly man walking his dog gave her a strange look before hurriedly crossing the street.

"Oh great, now I'm the crazy person talking to myself," she sighed, glancing at her reflection in a store window. "And looking like Gojo isn't helping!"

A street performer dressed as a clown approached her with a balloon animal. "Would you like a balloon, miss?"

Y/N blinked. "Uh, no thanks. Unless it's a portal back to my world."

The clown tilted his head, clearly confused. "Just a balloon, then?"

She waved him off, muttering, "Nope, just another weirdo in this city." She continued down the street, nearly bumping into a man carrying a giant stack of pizzas.

"Sorry!" she called out, then sighed. "This is insane. Maybe I got hit on the head. Or maybe I'm in a coma while I'm sleeping and this is some kind of weird dream."

Y/n sighed as she sat down on the nearby bench. "Ugh! Where's the fun of being the female version of Gojo when I don't know where the hell am I." She frowned and looked at her surroundings. "I'm still in Japan, but this is not the Japan I used to live in. Ugh! Too much thinking for today."

As she was still spacing out, she overheard a conversation that piqued her interest. Two women sat at the other bench, sipping coffee and speaking in hushed tones.

"Did you hear about the Kaiju that attacked Yokohama last month?" the first woman asked, her eyes wide with concern.

The second woman nodded, leaning in closer. "Yes, in the Kanagawa, North district, right? It was all over the news! They said it caused massive destruction. Buildings were flattened, and the military had to intervene."

Y/N, sitting on a bench beside them, pretended to look around, but her ears were tuned into the conversation. "Kaiju? In Kanagawa, North district? " She thought while listening.

"Apparently, it came out of nowhere," the first woman continued. "People were terrified. They said it was the size of a skyscraper, with scales like armor. And the roar... oh, it was deafening."

The second woman shuddered. "I can't even imagine. I heard the Third Division managed to kill it before it destroyed the whole district! Captain Ashiro and her division are really cool! JAKDF is really a blessing to us."

Y/N's heart raced as she listened. Kaiju? Yokohama? She had read about such things in comics and watched them in movies, but hearing about a real-life attack made her situation feel even more surreal. Was this another clue about her strange new reality?

She watched the two women stand up and walk away. Y/n just sat there, thinking hard. "So, I was in the world where Kaiju exists?! Does t-that mean.........my beloved Ken Sato was here?!" She beamed but suddenly realized something.

"Oh, but they talked about something like JAKDF? What the heck does that mean? Japanese Association of Kaiju Disaster Fixers?" She stood up and started to roam around the city again.

"Alrighty, Y/n! Let's go and get some more information about this world."