Magical Phone Isekai (Book 1)

The last thing Jin Shinji remembered was the sterile glow of his office monitor, the hum of the AC fighting a losing battle against the Tokyo summer, and the ache in his shoulders from another fourteen-hour day. He had blinked-a long, weary blink born of spreadsheet fatigue and the soul-deep longing for a weekend that was still two days away.

When he opened his eyes, the world had rippled.