Isekai Torippu Shita Sono Bade Taberarechaimashita – Chapter 2 (Unedited)
02: I Was Alone When I Woke Up
I can hear the sound of birds chirping peacefully.
It’s probably morning. Or is it already noon? I get up from the bed and let out a big yawn.
As I tried to get off from the bed out of sheer habit, I sank down helplessly on the floor.
My hips…It feels weak…。
The impact caused me to wake up completely and, at the same time, caused me to remember the event that had happened yesterday.
I was in a room that I did not recognize after I got out of the bath. And then, I was pushed down by a handsome guy who seemed to be the owner of the room.
Then got deliciously eaten by him……or maybe it was the other way around, but I was definitely a willing participant.
Yesterday was fun!
Maybe because I had promised him yesterday, so I only keep those words in my heart.
Yeah, I certainly couldn’t have enjoyed it better!
I desperately said those in my heart.
Anyway, It’s difficult for me to sit on the floor, so I’ll try my best to sit on the bed.
How amazing. For the first time in my life, my body kind of refuse to listen to me.
By the way, it was also the first time that I felt that good. Is there a rule that says a handsome man is also good at sex?
It was truly dangerous. My whole body became hot like it had been set on fire. I don’t know how many times I saw the end due to the purposeful foreplay and the teasings.
I thought I had a good amount of experience, but it appears that I still have a long way to go.
It was “welcome to the world of dazzling sensuality.”
What should I do if I become addicted to it?
Unlike yesterday, I looked around inside the bright room.
There is no one in the room except me. Yesterday’s guy is also isn’t here.
So, where the heck is this?
I should have asked him, but I also didn’t have the chance to do so.
I didn’t have the time to think properly, so I don’t know anything.
Let’s see. I have a few hypotheses.
Hypothesis one: I hit my head when I fell down yesterday and then unluckily died. I’m either in heaven or hell.
…I’m not sure which part of heaven this place is, but it’s said that something that dubious was practiced in hell.
Hypothesis two: I hit my head when I fell down, then I fainted. And I’m currently dreaming.
Hmmm, this dream is quite sturdy since I still can’t wake up even after I wake up from sleep.
Hypothesis three: Someone kidnapped me after I fainted and brought me here.
For what? My house was adequately secure in the first place, and it would be strange that my family didn’t make an uproar since I live with my parents.
Hypothesis four: Maybe I’m…。
「I tripped into a different world, maybe?」
I have a good reason to think so.
Firstly, in Japan, the structure of this room can only be seen in the art museum and in the western-style house that people go on their field trip.
The bed is probably king-sized, and the furniture looks somewhat like a work of art.
In modern-day Japan, a western-style house is considered as an art gallery, the Museum, or otherwise, the “someone’s” old mansion.
Is there anyone in Japan that lives in a western-style house? Maybe there is, but at least for me, I don’t know anyone who lives in it, and there’s no western-style house nowadays.
Secondly, the guy from yesterday didn’t appear to be Japanese.
I couldn’t really grasp the color of his skin, there’s a chance that he dyed his hair, and he may be wearing colored contact lenses for his eyes.
And then, lastly…I kind of wish it is so since it’s going to be interesting that way.
Anyway, there’s no way I can get a definite answer even if I use my brain to think about this since I have no one to answer me.
This place is most likely the guy’s room, and if I wait, he should come back sooner or later.
And then, I’ll explain to him that I unknowingly found myself in this room. After that, I’ll have him tell me about this place.
…But, will he tell me, though?
This may be judgmental of me, but I think handsome men have this image that they aren’t someone you can communicate with.
It feels like they’re living in a different dimension than the ordinary people.
I mean, at least all of the handsome men whom I acquainted with in high school or University are like that.
Let’s just hope that that guy isn’t that kind of type.
Now then, I should be able to move now.
But my legs, hips, and my unmentionable place still feel uncomfortable, though.
Other than a sense of discomfort, my body is creaking, maybe because of muscular pain.
But, it shouldn’t be to the point where I can’t move.
「I’m going to borrow this for a bit」
I take off the sheets from the bed while saying that to no one in particular, then wrapped it around my body.
There’s no way to it since I can’t find the bath towel that I wore yesterday.
But since that has my favorite character pattern, Mu-san, “the frowning rabbit,” I hope to be able to find it if possible.
Once I spoke, I realized, my voice has become slightly hoarse.
Of course, with how loud I’ve been screaming…。
I explore the large room after I get out of bed.
There’s a writing desk just near the bed, and the top of the desk is neat and tidy.
I take one of the books to try to test my theory and open it.
It has characters that I’ve never seen before. Yet, I can naturally understand the meaning.
…Yeah, isn’t this the definite proof that I tripped into a different world?
Moreover, it seems like I’m bestowed with an automatic translation function. How convenient.
It’s because I can understand yesterday’s man’s words. More like, he sounds like he was speaking Japanese to me.
The next time I see him, I’m going to look at the movement of his lips. He most likely isn’t speaking Japanese.
I put away the book, and then try to sneak a look outside of the medium-sized window.
Err, I see nothing but green. Trees, trees, and trees. Are we inside a forest?
Just when I think so, I see people at a distance away.
But they seem to be doing nothing but standing. Maybe they are the guards or something.
I’m at a distance, so it’s probably going to be okay, but just in case, I’m going to evacuate from the window before they take notice of me.
Next are the two doors. First of all, they look sturdy.
To avoid bumping into people when I go out of the room, I put my ears on the door and try to listen to the sounds from the outside.
Yeah, it’s alright, it’s quiet.
When I open up the door, I see a table and a sofa. It looks like a room meant to entertain guests.
I see, so this place has a separate bedroom and reception room.
If this is a hotel, then this must be a suite? That man is living a good life.
I make sure that there are no sounds of movement from outside before trying to open the other door.
Ah, it’s a bathroom! And…！
Umm, the truth is, I have no choice but to take a bath right now.
My body is sticky with sweat and other unmentionable things.
The bath…can I borrow it? I’m going to borrow it, you know? It’s okay, isn’t it?
Thank God that no one is here to answer me, so after having an intense debate with myself in my head, I one-sidedly decided to take a bath.
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