"On a hot summer day, a young man in his twenties suffers a painful accident—only to find himself transported to another world. But he soon discovers he didn’t die, and the accident wasn’t even the reason for his transfer. Labeled as an outsider who must be executed, how will Takashi Takeru survive in this strange new world?"

I opened my eyes like I had just woken up from a long nap... or maybe a hit on the head. 


What I saw in front of me was the literal definition of *nothing*. 


Everything was white—the walls, the ceiling, the floor... just an endless white void. 


And yet, it wasn't cold like I expected. 


Actually, I didn't feel anything. No heat, no chill... just me.


I looked at my body—still there, thankfully. That was comforting, I guess. 


I touched my head and yep, there it was… pain. The spot where the air conditioner hit me. 


Is there a more embarrassing way to die? I don't think so. 


Everything says "yes," but deep down something inside me whispered, "You're still alive." 


And that's when fear started to sink in. 


This place… this void… it wasn't just a dream.


I looked down. No floor. Literally, nothing under me. 


Would a beautiful girl show up now and say:


> "Takero, you are the chosen one! Save our world!"


It would be great , but I really hope I don't have to save anything. 


Suddenly, a voice shattered the silence:


I froze. My heart jumped, dropped, and jumped again. 


Standing behind me was a sharp-looking man in a suit, tie perfectly in place, hair neatly styled. 


He blinked, slightly confused, then raised an eyebrow.


I pointed at his chest with the confidence of a man who's seen too many anime:


The *one* good cliché I was hoping for didn't even happen. 


No magical girl, no glowing summoning circle, no desperate kingdom begging for a hero. 


I sighed and decided it was time for the good old Q&A.


— "Yes, you're alive. That air conditioner didn't kill you. 


In fact, it wasn't even the reason you got transferred. 


It was just a random coincidence that it happened right before your shift."


Those were the most painful words I've ever heard. 


It's like all the air conditioners of the world teamed up to slap me before I left Earth.


> "You're not leaving without a farewell dent, Takero!"


— "Okay, let me guess… You want me to save your world, right? Sorry, not interested."


Noel chuckled, as if I'd just told the joke of the year:


— "Save the world? Oh no, no… It's not like that at all. 


Actually, you're supposed to be executed."


Chapter 2 - Welcome to ... whatever this is