Chapter 87. [Rush! For My Oshi’s Sake]

“Hah, hah, hah… ……”

I was running.

I regret now that I hadn’t exercised before.

The city was in an uproar.

<<Get out of the way! Get out of the way!>>

<<What if I die?>>

So far, Russia has “invaded” Ukraine.

Yes, an invasion, not a war.

Not “war”. At least that is how it gets treated in Japan.

But from this moment on, it is different.

Because…

<<World War III is coming… Nuclear war is coming!>>

<<We have to evacuate now!>>

People are shouting this and moving to underground stations and other places.

On a street monitor, a newscaster was talking with a pale face.

“Well, we are still confirming, but there is a high possibility that a nuclear missile has just landed inside Ukraine–”

There were mixed informations.

At present, they haven’t even found out which country dropped the nuke on Ukraine yet.

But we all know that without saying so.

–It was Russia.

Russia has been fighting Ukraine while keeping NATO in check, saying, “We will use nuclear weapons.” And NATO is also “willing to use nukes.”

And NATO is also “willing to use nuclear weapons.

So far, both Russia and NATO have conducted nuclear capability exercises.

These are drills to “successfully” launch nuclear missiles.

The threat of nuclear war has always existed a thin veneer away from everyday life.

The threat of nuclear war has been present time and again.

It’s like the Cuban Crisis. When Soviet nuclear submarines were surrounded by American forces.

There have been times when the American nuclear surveillance system malfunctioned due to hacking.

This time, however, it was not such a crisis of accidental nuclear war.

This was the first time a nuclear weapon dropped in this way.

No, of course, it was the first time.

First and last. In the history of the world, there have only been two nuclear attacks, on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

I had thought that would be the case before and after.

Yes, I believed it without any evidence.

The nuclear umbrella and mutually assured destruction.

Ukraine itself does not possess nuclear weapons.

But if the nuclear umbrella were to function, retaliation would get directed at Russia, and further counterattacks would get directed from Russia to the entire world.

One nuclear weapon will become 10 nuclear weapons, and 10 nuclear weapons will become 1,000 or 10,000 nuclear weapons.

Inflation. It’s more than a snowball. It’s a game of multiples.

It will not stop even if every country gets destroyed.

In Russia, for example, it is said that a fully automatic nuclear retaliation system, the “Hand of Death,” is in operation.

I should evacuate, too.

But there was something I had to do first.

Damn! How could I have forgotten until now?

I ran on, gasping for breath.

Time was running out.

I remembered everything.

I had always felt strange.

It had been that way since the first time my “memories of my past life” came back to me.

I immediately sorted through my MyTube recommendations <<Suggestions>>.

Because it was showing only the suggested videos I had already watched.

At that time, I let it go, thinking it was because I had a different account.

That was half right.

After I became aware of my cheat-like language ability, I started watching only foreign VTubers’ videos.

Inevitably, I watched Japanese VTubers less often. No, I was reducing it.

That’s why I didn’t notice it as much as I should have.

I couldn’t shake the feeling of deja vu. No matter how long it took.

It was the past, not the future.

And, I know, an interesting stream is interesting no matter how many times I watch it!

Even if I feel like I have already seen it, I can’t help but enjoy it without worrying about it, right?

But still, I know this much.

In my memory of my previous life, “Iroha never existed as a VTuber”.

In other words, the world changed because of my actions.

“Or it had already changed.”

The moment I died, it had already begun to change.

In the afterlife, there is no concept of time or space.

I think I understand now.

I wonder what the author of the Voynich Manuscript experienced.

He didn’t fly to another world, nor did he go to another world.

He flew into the past.

And his actions changed history.

He branched off into a world where his original language wasn’t born.

“Language is history”.

So, while he could see similarities with other languages, they were as disconnected as stepping stones.

It was a language that we couldn’t decipher.

The same is true of the vegetation.

Could it be that these languages were originally made and created in the same way?

Or perhaps the culture and civilization were different.

For example, they were plant-based.

Why? Then did he mistakenly believe he had flown to another world rather than the past?

Perhaps it is a question of “time and place”.

He didn’t know what year and month it was.

It’s only recently that everyone, even the general public, has been able to know the year and month.

Or maybe he couldn’t remember in the first place.

If he and I had been in the same situation, his memory would also have been missing.

I, too, had forgotten even the year of my death until just now.

Moreover, in his case, even the country was probably different.

There was no way to check the year and the month, and he could hardly speak the language. The land was different, the vegetation was different.

It would not be surprising if he misunderstood it as a “different world”.

Even modern people feel when they’re in a different world just by traveling abroad.

It’s hard to imagine the shock he must have felt.

“If only I had realized it sooner…!”

I finally make it back to the event venue.

The venue was also in an uproar.

“Please, just in time!”

I heard “them” talking at the moment of my death.

Now I could understand the content of the conversation as I remembered it.

At the time, I thought it was because they were speaking too fast or using slang I couldn’t understand.

But no.

They were speaking Russian.

At first, they were speaking in English, but in the middle, they switched to Russian.

And what they were saying about “kidnapping women” is from —–.

“Oh–oh—goo ——-!”

I yelled. Angu Ogu, who was walking ahead, looked back with <<Eh?>>.