Setsuna no Fuukei

Chapter 5: Me in a Journey

"Well Setsuna, live like a camellia this time."

As Kyle says so, he began on chanting.

I clenched my fist as I fight whether to stop him or not.

Seeing my reaction. Kyle smiles at me and touches my forehead.

The moment his hand reach my head, various of things flowed onto me. Memories, Knowledge, Techniques, and Abilities rush to me like a tsunami.

As I desperately struggle to fight the huge wave rushing to me . I accepted all of it without spilling anything.

It was Kyle's and Hanai-san's cultivated. I don't want to waste a single thing.

As the sensation slowly subsiding, I slowly opened my eyes.

Then I saw my self lying down on bed as the bracelet on my right arm crumble.

Black eyes, black hair. I definitely got younger arriving here.

At this very moment, 2 person die. Sugimoto Setsuna and Kyle.

Then I realized I dissapeared again. I will leave everything here, as I feel the other human presence running towards here.

Maybe they notice I'm already dead.

I have to leave here before they see me. As I think how can Ieave out here. The knowledge shared by Kyle's were as he tells were like internet inside my head.

Apparently Kyle came here because he felt, a japanese has been summoned.

I can vaguely tell how he was able to do it, but I wonder how he actually did it?

Can I use magic? As my body feels mana. I didn't feel any worry of can't able to used it. It feels like it was already intact to me, but it's still not me.

Even if you concentrate a little, you can feel the presence of other people outside. As I add more concentration into it, I can fully feel the structure of this building, the people inside the building. My instinct sharpen a lot with little consciousness around me.

As I concentrate widely about people's presence, there was a place pretty far away from here with less people around.

Then, "Teleport!" Just by thinking about it, I was already far away from the place I spent for a year.

Throwing everything I have, I cherished my memories with Kyle and remembered what he said.

"Live like a camellia."

With frustration and great loneliness in my heart, my third life began.