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Chapter 240 - Waking from the Dream

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Unlike my family home in the countryside, this studio apartment was always filled with the sounds of the city, the low hum of cars and outside noises reaching my room.

Fortunately, I wasn't sensitive enough for it to cause any stress. When it came to crawling into bed and sleeping at night, I had no problems whatsoever—

But that was only when it came to sleeping at night.

"...Ugh... guh..."

My eyelids felt impossibly heavy. I let out a groan, my head pounding with a pain so severe it felt like my ears were ringing... I fumbled around my bedside for a good ten seconds.

My fingers brushed against my phone. I grabbed it, blindly mashing the screen as I pried one eye open to glance at the display—

"————Sigh..."

Having reached a state of enlightenment, I gently closed my eyes once more.

—It was the day after the [Four Pillar War], an event where I had experienced more than I could ever put into words.

Welcome, Monday.

The current time is 12:21 PM.

And I am a university student—with a schedule completely booked until fourth period today.

"—I'M SO SCREWEEEEEEEED!"

Yeah, I knew it!

It's never been this loud in the morning before, I knew it!

"Overslept...! Seriously... what, twenty... just—?!"

Third period starts at 1 PM...! Third period starts at 1 PM...! If I run now, I can still make it—No I can't, you idiot! Is there a train?! This is the city, there has to be one!

There... should have been one!

"If I splash my face, dry my hair, and get dressed in thirty seconds, I can make it!"

I kicked off the covers and bolted upright, heading straight for the shower room.

Banking on my youth, I splashed cold water on my face to wake myself up, gave my hair a token shake with some shampoo, and bam, all done!

Barely taking the time to scrub my hair with a bath towel, I threw on some clothes, grabbed my bag, glasses, and everything else—and I'm ready to go!

"Dammit, please let me make it...!"

Shoes and lock, don't forget. Finishing my preparations at a speed that would rival the times I almost overslept for my part-time jobs, I burst out of my room, breathless... and in my haste, I left my phone behind on my messy bed.

In the now-empty room, the screen of the forgotten device, which had been left on, was filled with notifications of missed calls and messages—left behind, tragically unnoticed.