After Boqi moved into my closet, the quiet life is gone forever

"Wow, are you guys here on a pilgrimage too? Your cosplay of Pochi is incredibly realistic, it's already against the rules. No, excuse me, could you take a picture of your companions?"

It turned out to be a pilgrim to the holy land. Chaoyang immediately stood in front of him and refused the passerby after realizing it.

"Sorry, it's inconvenient."

"Huh? Foreign tourists? Sorry, if it's inconvenient, forget it."

Upon hearing Chaoyang's accent, the other party was originally planning to ask for more help, but after knowing that he was a foreigner, he was afraid of causing any trouble and did not bother him.

"Um... Miss Goto, let's go back... This place is a church. I think I already understand the whole story. I will explain it to you when we get back... Okay?"

As Chaoyang was speaking, he realized that Goto Ichiri had no reaction at the moment, his eyes were dull, as if his soul had left his body.

"Did he lose consciousness due to the mental shock? It seems like Pochi-chan has those moments."

Chaoyang had no choice but to move closer to Goto Ichiri, hold her arm and let her lean on him, and temporarily walk back.

However, due to the close contact, Goto Ichiri's long pink hair swayed in front of him, and some soft parts of her body inadvertently stuck to Chaoyang, making him very conflicted.

[Why am I so happy... She's homeless now, and I'm so happy! I feel like slapping myself.]

After Chaoyang realized the joy in his heart, he was immediately tormented by the rising sense of guilt.

After going through a lot of trouble and spending more than two hours, it was dark and Chaoyang temporarily brought Goto Ichiri back home.

"Wake up, hey, wake up! Miss Goto?"

Chaoyang kept patting Goto Ichiri's face. He was a little annoyed at the moment. He had just moved and there were still a lot of things to do. Then this girl fainted from time to time and reimbursed him for his bedding. He would have to go out and buy a new one later. He moved to this shabby apartment to save money, but he had already wasted a lot of money today. The round-trip subway tickets for two people just now cost more than 3000 yen.

"Ah... um! Where is this?"

Under the stimulation of Chaoyang's constant slapping, Goto Ichiri finally woke up after a groan, his eyes half open, his eyes blurred, and he muttered to himself.

Chaoyang rubbed his temple and replied in a low voice.

"My home... How many times do you have to pass out before you're satisfied?"

"..."

Goto Ichiri looked at Chaoyang who was talking beside him. As expected, he was stunned for a moment, then began to tremble and became speechless.

Chaoyang slapped his forehead weakly and decided to ignore what she thought for the time being. He would just summarize the situation to her and let her digest it slowly.

"If you keep going like this, I'll just start explaining it to you without permission. What I'm going to say is just speculation, so just listen to it. You might not be from this world, and I know you'll be confused, so please stop. In short, there's a manga and anime called Lonely Rock in this world, and you, Ms. Goto, are the protagonist of that manga. Then you traveled to this real world."

What is this Chinese person saying? Am I an anime character? ... Maybe I misunderstood his Japanese. His accent is so strange, it's normal for me to mishear.

"I'm sorry. What were you saying? Please say it again."

Goto Ichiri spoke to Chaoyang slowly, enunciating each word to ensure that everything was correct.

"Hey?"

Chaoyang thought that it might be a problem with his Japanese, so he decided to just write it down.

After spending some time like this, Goto Ichiri clenched the note with both hands and confirmed the contents described on it three times.

"I know, it sounds outrageous, but please take a look at this first."

Chaoyang handed over his phone, and the screen showed the comic Lonely Rock.

[Luckily, I just happened to have bought the single volume of Lonely Rock on Amazon Kindle. It was much easier to show it to her directly than to explain it myself.]

"Ah... um, thank you..."

Goto Ichiri slowly took the phone and saw his face on the screen, and his heart suddenly felt like it was struck by lightning.

The speed at which she swiped her fingers across the screen became faster and faster, and she almost started to worry about the quality of her screen.

“Ahahaha, ahahaha”

Goto Ichiri acted like an idiot, and she began to laugh foolishly from time to time, and her cell phone slipped from her hand and fell onto the tatami.

[She wouldn't be so crazy...]

Chaoyang muttered to himself, picked up his phone and prepared to call the emergency number.

"Are you okay, Ms. Goto..."

"Ah, no, it's okay. It was all a dream anyway~~ You're just a figment of my imagination. Ah, it seems I've been too, too lonely lately, so I had this kind of dream. Haha, it's really interesting, but it's time to wake up."

"Snapped"

Before Chaoyang could react, Goto Ichiri's hand had already slapped his cheek heavily.

"Hey? Why haven't I woken up yet? I guess I can't use enough force. Just a few more hits!"

"Pa" "Pa" "Pa"

Goto Ichiri's cheeks had turned red and swollen, but she had no intention of stopping.

Chaoyang finally came back to his senses from the shock, rushed forward and held her wrists tightly with both hands.

"Idiot! What are you thinking!"

"Still, haven't you woken up yet? It seems a slap won't work... Ah, since it was my dream, I imagined a kitchen knife. If I just stab it, I'm sure she'll wake up. Then, can you tell me where the knife is?"

"You should be more honest with me!!!"

Chaoyang couldn't help but roar.

"This is reality, not a dream! Stop this boring self-deception!"

“Ah…waa ...

Goto Ichiri couldn't bear it anymore, so he collapsed to the ground, buried his head in the tatami and burst into tears.

Fear, doubt, and the pressure caused by unfamiliarity completely occupied her mind.

Looking at the sad Goto Ichiri, Chaoyang didn't know what to say, so he could only pat her back and comfort her.

Hearing the sobbing sound, Chaoyang also felt extremely uncomfortable. Staring at Goto Ichiri lying on the ground, he gritted his teeth and finally made a decision.

"If you don't mind staying with me until you find your way home, I'll do my best to help you."

Chaoyang spoke in stuttering Japanese, not sure if the other party could understand his intention.

“…Thank you, thank you.”

Goto Ichiri finally managed to stop sobbing and uttered words of gratitude with difficulty.

3. Did I dream of you, or did you dream of me?

With a click, the door of Chaoyang's house was opened.

"Huh, I'm exhausted."

Chaoyang carried a lot of bags, took off his shoes and walked into the room panting.

Pochi followed closely behind.

Since there were no extra beddings at home, Chaoyang took Pochi to Don Quijote overnight to buy two beddings.

"Ms. Goto, you can live in the closet... You should like that kind of small and dim environment. If you don't want to, you can sleep outside. But after all, I'm a man, so it's a bit inconvenient to sleep with him. I can live inside, too."

Pochi remained silent for a long time, and Chaoyang had gotten used to it, so he started talking to himself.

"So you choose outside or inside"

He pointed to both sides and waited for Pochi's choice.

"Inside..."

"Then make your bed yourself. Don't be too sad. Maybe after you sleep in it, everything will return to normal and you can return to your own world."

"..."

[That makes sense. I ended up here somehow because I was sleeping in a closet. Maybe this closet is connected to another world.]

As he figured it out, Pochi's gloomy expression finally regained some color.

"well."

“Let’s eat first”

Chaoyang brought over a foldable low table, placed it in the middle of the room, and took out the McDonald's he had packed on the way.

"We'll talk about other things after we finish eating."

Chaoyang didn't wait for Pochi, she just picked up the hamburger and started eating, then looked at her phone, trying her best to ignore Pochi's presence, so that she could feel more at ease.

"Goo~~~"

Seeing that Chaoyang's eyes were not on him, Pochi's nervousness eased a lot. His stomach was indeed rumbling with hunger. With a red face, he timidly reached into the McDonald's paper bag, took out the hamburger, and started eating with his back to Chaoyang.

After eating for a while, Chaoyang felt a little uncomfortable with the silent atmosphere.

[This is so awkward. Putting aside the fact that she's a time traveler, I've never lived with a girl before, and this kind of atmosphere is kind of painful. Otherwise, why not invite her to watch some cartoons together?]

"Um, Goto-san...would you like to see the work this world has created about you? Speaking of which, you're in high school now? Maybe after seeing it, you can predict the future and have a better outcome when you return later?"

"Well, she's just a fictional character after all, so whether she can retain her memories is still a question. It's interesting to see Pochi's reaction to her own story."

Picture 1: The happy Chaoyang, with a hamburger in his mouth and a laptop already in his hand, opens the animation of Lonely Rock on B Station and then beckons Pochi to sit over.

On Pochi's side, he felt even more devastated.

If this is truly the so-called real world, then what kind of existence am I? Am I merely a fictional entity? Everything I have is a creation of someone else's pen, so is there any point in me going back? My life up to this point, the food I've eaten, my parents, and Erli, are all just stories created by someone else... Is there any point in me going back?

As he thought about this, Pochi felt an endless emptiness in his heart.

"Ms. Goto, what's wrong with you? Don't you want to watch? Then eat quickly."

Seeing that Pochi had no intention of moving, Chaoyang had to give up his fun mentality, closed the computer and urged him to eat.

"Ah... what kind of existence am I... I'm not even a human at heart, am I?"

Pochi lowered his head and muttered to himself.

Chaoyang suddenly realized after hearing it.

I thought she was sad because she couldn't see her family, but it turns out she's actually thinking about her own existence. This is really troublesome, and I'm not very good at this either. Forget it, I'll just try to comfort her.

After coughing lightly, he put down the food in his hand, looked at Pochi seriously and spoke.

"Hmm, Ms. Goto, you're overthinking it. To me, you're the real thing. It's also possible that I'm the fake one. I might just be a product or reflection of your mind, or perhaps we're all just part of a giant dream. When the dreamer wakes up, we'll all vanish into nothingness. At the extreme end of the spectrum, the reality I live in might just be a computer simulation of an advanced civilization. This means our entire universe and life might just be a "dream" or a simulation.

As long as you're thinking, you exist. The world exists because of your perceptions. Don't worry about what's real and what's imaginary. What we're talking about now is actually philosophical, and from what I understand, you probably aren't interested in philosophy. So, relax and grab some chips.

After stuttering for a long time, Chaoyang looked at Pochi excitedly, wanting to see how he had done.

This Chinese guy seems to be saying something profound... but his Japanese is a little hard to understand. Anyway, I'll just go along with it. I really shouldn't have spoiled the fun during dinner.

"Ah~Okay, that makes sense. Thank you...Mr. Su."

As soon as Chaoyang saw Bochi's attitude, she knew that she was just being perfunctory and might not have understood at all.

However, I still thanked Pochi for his support and continued to eat my simple dinner with a smile.

Just like that, the two of them finished eating in a short while.

Chaoyang quickly cleaned up the garbage, cleared the table, and put the banknotes on it.

"Ms. Goto, let's talk about our next plans. Could you tell me what you were doing before you showed up at my house?"

When Chaoyang said this, Pochi immediately stepped forward, clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest and started talking.

"Ah... um... I finished editing the video in the closet last night. After uploading it, I fell asleep and woke up here."

"Is it a time travel for no apparent reason... or is this closet some special existence..."

The information provided was too little, and Chaoyang racked his brains but couldn't figure anything out.

"Let me check the closet."

Chaoyang stood up and walked to the closet

"boom!"

He pulled open the Japanese sliding door with force and checked both the upper and lower floors.

"Hmm! Sure enough, there's nothing here except the sheets I just put down."