The days that followed Kenjiro's return to the beginning of his isekai nightmare were a masterclass in controlled chaos. He moved through the world with the weary, practiced steps of an actor in a play he had performed a thousand times, hitting his marks, reciting his lines, and feigning the appropriate emotional responses. But beneath the surface of the easily flustered, tsundere Lily, a cold, calculating mind was at work, a mind that carried the terrible weight of a future that must be averted.