"Sister..."
"No..."
Waves gently lapped against the shore. The Lady beneath the cherry tree slowly opened her eyes, her purple gaze revealing a hint of confusion and bewilderment.
Had he transmigrated?
In his consciousness, one moment he was preparing for a tea ceremony lesson, and the next, after his vision went dark, he woke up here from the darkness.
"You're awake..." As a soft voice reached his ears, his gaze turned towards the source of the sound.
The Lady had frost-blue hair, and her skirt had Japanese armor. She was looking at him with light blue eyes.
"Kamisato Ayaka?" The Lady in front of him looked exactly like a beta test character he had played some time ago, didn't she?
"You know me?" Kamisato Ayaka was a little surprised, but then again, she wasn't. Her reputation in Inazuma had always preceded her, so it was normal for people to know her.
"You've been lying under the thunder sakura tree for a long time. I thought something had happened to you. You're finally awake," Kamisato Ayaka smiled.
"Although you know me, I must formally introduce myself. My name is Kamisato Ayaka."
"Makoto."
"Raiden Makoto." His name was Raiden Makoto, and people had always called him Makoto. But as that clear and slightly gentle voice entered his ears, he... seemed to have become her?
"Makoto?" Kamisato Ayaka blinked. "Then I'll just call you Makoto."
"Mhm."
He had actually become her? And being able to see Kamisato Ayaka here meant that she must have transmigrated into the allogene world, right? That wasn't good at all.
She was utterly defenseless.
In her previous life, she was merely a National Style inheritor. She had always strived to fulfill her master's last wish, to promote and glorify the national style. Moreover, in her previous life, she already had the national style master system, and by then, she had completed more than half of her master's last wish.
"Sister..."
"At this moment, only eternity can endure?"
"How I wish to freeze time."
Several images suddenly flashed through Makoto's mind, and with those images, her head began to ache.
Her embroidered brows furrowed slightly, Makoto clutched her head, a pained expression on her pretty face. Her head really ached.
"Makoto? Makoto... what's wrong?" Kamisato Ayaka called out anxiously. For some reason, she felt a sense of familiarity and closeness with the Lady in front of her, yet she shouldn't know the Lady named Makoto.
"I'm fine."
As those images flashed by, Makoto fully recovered. She smiled at Kamisato Ayaka, "My head just hurt a little... it's better now."
"Where do you live? I'll take you home," Kamisato Ayaka nodded, a hint of worry still in her eyes. She felt that Makoto's condition wasn't good, as if she was injured.
"I..."
Makoto was slightly stunned. She had completely lost the memories of her original body. She didn't even know anything about Inazuma, where Kamisato Ayaka lived. She was just a player from the allogene beta test period, and all she knew were things about Mondstadt City. In fact, because she wanted to promote the national style, she barely remembered anything about Mondstadt.
The system should still be there. In her previous life, she was bound to the "national style master system," whose purpose was to fully promote the declining national style on Earth.
But now the system was in a fantasy world and couldn't help her much. Moreover, as far as she knew, the allogene world was a dangerous place.
Should she try to cling to Miss Kamisato's leg?
"I don't remember," Makoto feigned confusion, shaking her head. Actually, it wasn't entirely feigned; she was genuinely a little confused.
"You don't remember? Did you hurt your head and lose your memory?" Kamisato Ayaka frowned. "Then why don't you come back to the Yashiro Commission with me first? I'll have my subordinates help you find your family."
Makoto's attire was definitely that of an Inazuman, so Kamisato Ayaka didn't think Makoto was a foreigner. And she had some influence in Inazuma, so helping Makoto find her family should be no problem.
"Yashiro Commission?" Makoto was slightly startled. She knew too little about the allogene world. She truly knew nothing about the terms that Kamisato Ayaka uttered.
"You'll know when you get there." Kamisato Ayaka, knowing that Makoto had lost her memory, understood that she probably didn't know much, so she found it normal.
"The Yashiro Commission is one of Inazuma's Three Commissions, always managed by our Kamisato Clan, responsible for Inazuma's shrines and ceremonial music affairs," Kamisato Ayaka smiled. "Makoto, I will help you find your family."
As the Demoiselle of the Kamisato Clan, Kamisato Ayaka was always happy to help others. Moreover, the Lady named "Makoto" gave her a feeling of instant familiarity.
She and Makoto must be very fated, right? She just wanted to come to the sea to clear her mind and then met Makoto lying under the cherry blossom tree.
"Mhm."
She didn't know if this body she was in had a family, but in the memories that flashed through her mind, she seemed to have a younger sister? So she should have family.
Fortunately, her current behavior didn't match the original body, so she could just explain it as amnesia, and no one would suspect her.
"Kamisato Ayaka, have you heard of Mondstadt?" Makoto still wanted to confirm whether the world she was in was truly the allogene world.
"Mondstadt? You mean that country across the sea? Of course I've heard of it... Makoto, have you remembered something?" Kamisato Ayaka was slightly confused, because Makoto didn't look like those merchants from the Pan-Continental Merchant Guild, not quite like a Liyuean, nor a Fontainian, nor a Mondstadter.
She looked more like an Inazuman, but how could Makoto remember Mondstadt? Could her amnesia really be related to the Mondstadters?
She had long heard that the Mondstadters, who advocated freedom, did not abide by rules.
"No."
Hearing Kamisato Ayaka's explanation, Makoto was certain: she had indeed entered the allogene world, but what she knew was truly too little.
"Can I go to the beach?" The only thing Makoto wanted to confirm now was what the Lady she had transmigrated into looked like.
"Mhm."
As the reflection in the sea revealed a Lady dressed in a pink cherry blossom kimono, the Lady had long purple hair, and her eyes were also purple.
The Lady was breathtakingly beautiful.
She seemed to have profited? She had turned into a beautiful girl.
"You're truly beautiful," Kamisato Ayaka said through the reflection. She felt that Makoto was truly a beautiful and gentle Lady, exactly the type she liked.
"You too."
Makoto had resigned herself to her fate. She couldn't make many choices anyway, so she might as well fully accept it. Becoming a beautiful girl didn't seem so bad after all.
"Mhm."
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