Isekai Method: How to be Transported into a Different World (Isekaied)

Chapter 35 - Capital

Laying on the seats, staring into the abyss of boredom. Sitting in a vehicle, without a phone, laptop or any type of instrument to keep me entertained, my brain shuts down. 

Youtube... Anime... Manga... League... Ah...

I cycled through thoughts of how many new videos a certain YouTuber would've uploaded, of new episodes of Animes that I couldn't watch anymore, new chapters of mangas that I'll never see, and if the second season of NGNL would've been out after I've been sent to this world along with the release of Half-Life 3.

I've continuously been sighing for the past hour, lost in thought. Eri was occasionally looking at pathetic mindless me, sighing once in every three seconds.

"Somethings wrong with you," Eri said.

"I wanna go back," I said with no thought in mind.

"We're almost there, what's up with you?" Eri said with an indescribable confusion in her face.

I turned my neck 60 degrees to the left, directly staring at Eri.

"I wanna go home."

"You don't have a home..."

"I WANT TO GO BACK TO MY ROOM, I DON'T WANT THIS." 

A man's mind snapped.

"What are you talk-"

Mindless. I whipped out my phone out of my bag. 

"GOD, AT LEAST GIVE ME A FUNCTIONING PHONE."

"What are you talking about?" She said, calming a madman rampaging.

"Oh... wait... I just have to become the Dr. Stone of this world..." I thought out loud.

"Seo-jun. Just what the hell is going on with you? Get a hold of yourself!"

While lost in my delusion, half an hour passed. Realizing how stupidly unrealistic it was for me to do such a thing, I once again fell into my thoughts.

Tick... Tock... Tick... Tock...

The hand of the clock inside of my head spun, slow motion. My eyes tracing the roof of the carriage, I laid in silence. 

It's been about an hour since we ate lunch, about six hours since breakfast.

Bored, I tried striking a conversation with Eri.

"Yo,"

"Hm?" Eri turned her neck towards me.

"What's on your mind?"

"Anxiety," she looked at me sarcastically.

"Awesome, you wanna talk?"

"About what?"

"I don't know. Life?"

"Are you that bored?"

"OH hell yeah I'm bored."

Silence. After a long pause, the conversation continued. 

"Well, tell me more about your old world, your life in that world and interesting stuff."

I flung back from the seat to a straight posture. 

"Let's see," I cleared my throat, "I must first explain the world."

"You already explained it before, a world in the future, where there's peace and not much war right?"

"Correct. And I lived in a place called America."