A note at the beginning—
Children, I’m back again.
After having two books banned in a row, do you think I can still survive?
This text is purely fictional.
The characters appearing are all adults.
The viewpoints in the text are all taken from the internet and have nothing to do with the author’s political leanings.
Brain storage area…
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Tokyo, Bunkyo Ward.
In an apartment building late at night, a desk lamp in a bedroom remained lit.
The continuous sound of keyboard clicking came to a temporary halt at a certain moment.
“One in the morning… my eighteenth birthday has passed just like that, yet I still haven’t finished my manuscript. I’m really a disgrace to my seniors.”
The youth sitting at the computer desk took off his glasses, rubbed his groggy brow, and couldn’t help but laugh self-deprecatingly.
His name was Hibiki, eighteen years old, and he was a transmigrator.
It had been eighteen years since he came to this world that was similar yet different from his previous life, but he hadn’t managed to do anything big that befitted his status as a transmigrator.
The only thing worth mentioning was perhaps that, relying on his memories of the other world, he had become a lukewarm high school student author.
But as he grew older, his impressions of those works from his previous life became increasingly blurred.
Now, he spent all day troubled by his serialization.
“In the end, I simply don’t have the ability to perfectly reproduce the works from my previous life. And even if I did… it doesn’t mean I would necessarily achieve the corresponding success.”
Recalling his experiences in this second life, Hibiki gloomily gulped down a mouthful of canned coffee.
After all, these were two different worlds.
Many factors influenced a work’s performance.
No one could guarantee that a novel or manga selling big today would still be famous tomorrow.
“What exactly is going on with this world? If I’m the protagonist, where is the so-called [Golden Finger]?”
“Please don’t tell me the memories of my past life are the transmigrator’s starter pack. That stuff became useless after middle school!”
“Looking back now, I shouldn’t have acted so conspicuously as a child…”
Thinking back to his childhood and the experience of being proudly called a child prodigy by his parents, Hibiki’s intestines almost turned green with regret.
It was because of that period of liking to show off in front of others that his true colors were revealed under the gradually increasing academic pressure, eventually ending up as a fallen genius.
In the end, because his grades plummeted after entering high school, he had a falling out with his family.
Now, he could only live by staying at his aunt’s house.
“Shitty world. Sometimes I really wish it would just hurry up and be destroyed.”
Sighing deeply, Hibiki gave the keyboard a light punch.
He didn’t dare use too much force.
This was a gift from his older sister, expensive enough that it would take several months of his manuscript fees to afford.
But with just such a harmless punch, the computer screen glowing with white fluorescence suddenly changed.
A deep purple stream of data seeped in from the edge of the screen, quickly and completely covering and swallowing the document interface.
“What the? Did I press some shortcut key!?”
Startled by this sudden anomaly, Hibiki hurriedly grabbed the mouse, trying to salvage the situation.
But no matter how he tried, the purple pixels were like frozen ground, completely freezing the computer screen with an irreversible momentum.
“Even shutting it down doesn’t work… A crash wouldn’t go this far, right? Could it be a virus?”
After trying his last options, Hibiki instantly went numb.
He had finally finished the manuscript with great difficulty, and before he even had time to save it, it was taken down by a computer hacker?
Japanese hackers are way too impolite!
At least give me a chance to pay a ransom, you bastard!
[Found you~ Mr. Savior~]
Just as Hibiki slumped in his chair, his eyes gradually losing their luster, the computer screen, which had blurred into a purple curtain, changed again.
[Eighteen years of waiting, it’s been hard work indeed.]
[But it’s okay~ Because I’m here, as your Golden Finger—the System!]
Before Hibiki could regain his senses, a series of astonishing words appeared on the computer screen.
“Wha… what?”
His status as a transmigrator had always been his deepest buried secret.
He had long ago made up his mind never to mention it to anyone.
But such a secret that he intended to take to his grave was actually being hung so grandly on the computer screen.
In this instant, cold sweat broke out on Hibiki’s palms.
[Now~ don’t be so nervous, I have absolutely no ill intent.]
[On the contrary, I’m looking forward to our time together.]
[After all, you are my Master~]
Without knowing by what means, the entity that had invaded Hibiki’s computer actually saw through his mental activity and even kindly offered words of comfort.
With things said to this point, Hibiki also broke free from his initial panic.
“Golden Finger… System?”
“You’re really not some hacker playing a nasty joke on me?”
“Speaking of which, for a system, isn’t your personality a bit too lively?”
After calming down to think, Hibiki judged that this existence calling itself the [System] should have a fair amount of credibility.
Considering all factors, he adopted the mindset of “since I’m already here” and decided to accept the existence of this so-called system.
As the saying goes, those with nothing to lose have nothing to fear.
Currently, he didn’t even have a few tens of thousands of yen on him.
He really couldn’t think of anything that some powerful entity would target him for.
Even if it were a scammer, after seeing his bank statements, they would probably shake their head and dial the next person, right?
He would just treat this as the transmigrator’s starter pack finally arriving.
He finally had the same treatment as his seniors; thinking about it made him a little excited!
[Are? Is that so? Hahaha…]
[No need to worry about small details, after all, it’s my first time being a system too.]
[In short, please look after me—Master.]
[Heroic Spirit Summoning System, here to serve you wholeheartedly.]
[May I ask, would you like to open the newbie gift pack?]
Purple pixels rapidly assembled and disassembled, forming line after line of text that carried a sense of warmth.
It seemed that the system Hibiki encountered was not like the systems he had read about in his previous life that only mechanically issued tasks and rewards; it was full of human-like brilliance.
“Could it be… I’m a Maoer protagonist, or a Dianniang protagonist?”
“It can’t be a Shizi protagonist, right?”
Hibiki thought to himself.
Legend has it that experienced transmigrators can distinguish which novel website they are serialized on based on their first impression of the system.
Unfortunately, it was also his first time being a transmigrator, and he had not yet mastered this miraculous technique.
“Actually, since it’s Type-Moon’s Heroic Spirit Summoning System, I mostly believe you’re really a Golden Finger now.”
“Open the newbie gift pack.”
This world didn’t have the existence of a certain unknown mushroom-like being, so naturally, no Type-Moon series works had been released.
Since the other party could even say terms from another world, Hibiki had no reason to doubt anything anymore.
It couldn’t be that there just happened to be a transmigrator from the same world as him, who just happened to learn super high-level hacking techniques, just happened to find him, a fellow countryman, and then on a whim decided to tease him, right?
[Understood! Newbie gift pack opened!]
[Congratulations Master, you have obtained saint quartz X30.]
[Newbie gacha pool opened! The first ten-pull is guaranteed to be a gold!]
Following Hibiki’s command, the gift pack icon on the computer screen opened automatically, and a pile of saint quartz popped out from inside.
Following immediately was the gacha interface.
A nostalgic summoning circle pattern appeared on the screen, with two gacha buttons clearly placed at the very bottom.
“Roll! Roll! Roll!”
As a ten-year veteran player of Fate/Grand Order, the moment he saw this interface, Hibiki’s DNA seemed to jump for joy, and he skillfully clicked the ten-pull gacha button.
Pure white spiritron light instantly gathered on the magic circle, and amidst the flickering lightning, a card was forged into shape.
[Berserker—Ibaraki Doji ☆☆☆☆]
First pull!
A gold!
From the Heian-kyo era, the demon of Mount Ooe that brought calamity to Kyoto.
At the same time…
also a cute blonde little girl.