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"The names of the information are all on the back; just follow the instructions on the back."

Upon hearing this, Gin Ichimaru turned over the photo in his hand that featured only one boy.

"Yuki Risa..."

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Dimensional Brawl: Chapter 4 The White Beast

Beep beep!

The urgent honking of car horns woke people from their sleep.

He opened his eyes blankly, the heaviness of his body making him somewhat reluctant to leave the softness of the bed.

A week has passed since I returned from that world.

He still couldn't adapt to the sudden change in environment.

After struggling to get out of bed and finish washing up, he looked at his unshaven face and haggard expression in the mirror, pursed his lips, and forced a smile that looked worse than crying.

"Be happy..."

Go outside and down the stairs.

This is an old-style building, so there's no need to think about elevators. But luckily, he lives on the second floor, so he doesn't have to climb up and down in the sweltering summer heat.

After going downstairs, the old man at the convenience store next door saw him and jokingly asked in surprise, "Xiao Li, didn't you go out for a walk to clear your head? How did it go? Did you find a girl you like?"

Grandpa Chong returned a somewhat awkward smile, then turned and left the residential area.

"This kid..." The old man shook his head with some dissatisfaction: "With that kind of personality, he'll never find a wife..."

Less than a minute later, he rushed back and forced a smile as he said to the old man, "It's alright outside...".

After saying that, he hurriedly ran out again.

uncle:"???"

Try to communicate more with others and stop having that bad temper all the time...

He rubbed his head in frustration, but continued walking into a bookstore by the roadside. He grabbed a book haphazardly and hurriedly paid.

You should read more books...

Strolling along the bustling streets, his eyes were filled with confusion.

He felt trapped in a vicious cycle, unable to find his old way of life again.

Whenever he did something, the words of concern from the girls when they parted always lingered in his mind, forcing him to change and change his previous lifestyle.

"That's incredibly stupid..."

He sat down on a park bench, sighed, and then opened a book to read quietly.

My thoughts, however, kept flowing.

What happened to that world?

What impact did your actions before you left have?

Are they alright?

……

Those chaotic thoughts, which filled his calm exterior, eventually coalesced into a single idea.

He wanted to go back...

No longer returning to the lies meticulously woven by one's subconscious, but returning to the reality that includes them...?

No no no...

This is reality, but they are characters who exist only in fantasy...

His expression was pained; at this moment, he truly couldn't tell what was wrong.

He couldn't distinguish between reality and fantasy, which was the real thing.

If humans are creatures who are born to yearn for beauty, then why is reality so cruel, while fantasies are so beautiful?

Or is it that a person's actions are inherently wrong and contrary to their own conscience?

Countless jumbled thoughts collided in his mind, and he lost all interest in reading.

"Let's go get something to eat..."

Before he knew it, it was noon. The hot weather made him sweat profusely, and his clothes were soaked, but he didn't even realize it.

After leaving the park, he went to a noodle shop not far away, ordered a bowl of noodles, and then idly scrolled through his phone.

It has to be said that the entertainment options in the real world are far superior to those in that world.

Various short video apps are emerging one after another, and the content is becoming more and more abundant.

He was scrolling through videos with great boredom when a short video suddenly made him stop.

"The most perfect girlfriend, Yukino Yukinoshita..."

Looking at the familiar girl on the screen, his eyes glazed over for a moment, then a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"I never thought that awkward guy would be so popular in real life... If she knew, she'd probably blush with embarrassment."

However, he quickly turned pale because the male protagonist appeared in the video.

He swiped away the video, but another one quickly caught his attention.

"A little love story amidst chuunibyou..."

It's a video of a black cat...

But he quickly swiped away the video with a dark expression, because the male protagonist reappeared...

It is common knowledge that citizens in modern society have no privacy whatsoever. Big data will thoroughly expose your personal information, interests, and hobbies, and short video apps basically use big data to push videos.

These past few days he's been searching for details about that world, so the videos he's been recommending are naturally all anime-related.

He watched several videos in a row, including those he knew and those he didn't, all of them.

By the time he finished eating the noodles, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Without exception, almost everyone he knew and everyone he didn't know was paired up.

Now he finally understands what kind of world he transmigrated to really is.

Anime and manga slice-of-life crossover.

It's full of characters from slice-of-life anime, and they're all older series.

What is the biggest market for slice-of-life comics?

It's fucking love!

As he walked out of the noodle shop, a sudden sense of urgency welled up inside him.

We have to go back!

Although the will of that world has been completely neutralized by itself, and it has also merged with a large number of other worlds, there's no guarantee that some melodramatic plot might unfold.

You know, fate can be really unreasonable sometimes.

The thought of those girls actually being like those featured in those promotional videos made him turn green with rage.

We have to go back!

He secretly made up his mind that he must find a way to return to that world.

But looking blankly at his own palm, he was now just an ordinary person without any power. He had even divided up the system and given it to them. What could he possibly do?

After thinking for a long time without coming up with any solutions, he finally slunk back to his residential community.

He bought a drink from the convenience store downstairs and sat down on the edge of the roadside green belt, looking utterly dejected, to drink it.

To go back, you have to break down the barriers between dimensions.

To break down the barriers between dimensions, a powerful energy impact is required.

The problem is that there is absolutely no supernatural energy in the real world, so even his rich experience is of no use.

It's like a dragon-slaying master, with incredibly rich experience in slaying dragons. No dragon can last a single round against him. He's invincible in dragon-slaying, but unfortunately, he just doesn't have any dragons...

He drank his beverage in frustration, and before he knew it, the whole bottle was gone.

The human body is such a hassle. He drank a lot of water while eating noodles, and now he's downed a whole bottle of beverage. His stomach is rumbling, and waves of discomfort are shooting from his abdomen straight to the top of his head.

'If all else fails, we'll look for a large computing power...'

Frustrated, he stood up, and just as he was about to go back to his rented room to use the restroom, a weak voice suddenly called out to him.

"Hey, can I have your bottle?"

He turned his head instinctively, and the next second he froze.

Dull, lackluster pink hair; features that were clearly defined by sharp lines; a small, fluffy, mud-covered white body; and a dirty woven bag dragging behind it…

This……

"Can't I?" A look of disappointment flashed across the little white beast's face, and it immediately dragged its dirty woven bag away.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Just as the white beast was about to leave, he suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly called out to it.

The small white beast turned its head and looked at him with a puzzled expression, its short limbs instinctively retreating as if by reflex.

"Here you go, this bottle is for you."

He swallowed hard and stepped forward to hand the bottle over.

"Thank you, sir!"

(o˙▽˙o)

The little white animal happily took the bottle and put it into the dirty woven bag.

This time he saw it clearly: the little beast's limbs were clearly claws!

He was excited, and his face flushed with excitement.

"You, what are you... no, no, what's your name?"

Trying to calm himself down, he asked, feigning composure.

The little white beast happily exclaimed, "I'm Doro, a human!"

Doro?

Never heard of it, but that's okay!

No matter what she is, this little thing can't possibly be human!

Pink hair, facial features made of lines, canine limbs, and the ability to speak human language—this could never be a real creature!

He took a couple of breaths to calm himself down, and forced a smile: "Doro, right? Can you tell me why you're here?"

Doro scratched his dull pink hair, then pointed to the street across the road and honestly replied, "Doro was originally picking up bottles on the other side, but there was a very fierce dog there, and I was afraid it would bite me, so I came here to pick up bottles."

"No, no, no, that's not what I'm asking. I'm asking how you came into this world?"

That's right, since this little beast couldn't possibly be a product of the real world, there's only one possibility.

It comes from another dimension!

This is also why he was excited. This little beast doesn't look like a powerful being at all, and it looks silly and cute without any aura of a strong person. This means that the other party must have other means to come to this world!

And what he lacks most is precisely the means to travel to other dimensions.

Hearing his question, Doro looked at him with some confusion: "Doro doesn't know what you're talking about."

"..."

It's okay, it's okay. This little guy doesn't seem very bright; he probably doesn't even understand what I mean. Let's take it slow, let's take it slow...

He tried to shift his attention, but soon he had new questions.

"Doro, why are you picking up bottles?"

Doro grinned sheepishly, revealing a row of white teeth: "Doro has no money to eat, he's hungry, so he collects bottles to sell for money to buy food."