Dimensional Chat Group: Starting On Warhammer 40K Chapter 12 012: The Excited Fallen Angel Kuroneko

Rewinding ti a little.

Kain's expression shifted repeatedly, mostly sinking into grim tension.

The other party said things like how he carried a threat, how they could send him back to his original world, and demanded he explain where he ca from. The answer he gave was that he had been on a battlefield, and then in the next second he had inexplicably arrived here.

After that answer, the other party fell silent.

Then they told him so things. The information carried an enormous amount of implications, so much so that it made him feel unreal and anxious.

He had read plenty of novels before, stories built around things like "dinsional chat groups" and the like.

If it were anyone else, experiencing it firsthand should have been reason to celebrate. But for him, all he felt was intense unease.

He couldn't help doubting the authenticity of this world again.

Maybe he had fallen into so experint arranged by those few bastards.

Maybe they had pried into his mories, and cobbled together this kind of "plot," trying to make him believe he was so novel protagonist whose highlight mont had finally arrived.

But what would be the point of such an experint? Pure amusent?

In any case, if it was the four Chaos Gods experinting on him, then he was finished.

But what if this really was an opportunity?

For him, it would be unbelievably good news. He could leave that utterly wretched universe behind and stop living every day on edge.

So how could he prove that he truly had crossed into another world because of that "Hyperdinsional Channel," instead of being trapped inside an experintal world manufactured by the four Chaos Gods?

First, he still couldn't connect to the "Toilet Line."

And logically speaking, even out in void space, even under the Warp's radiation, he should still have been able to connect.

If he couldn't connect now, did that an he had truly escaped that universe?

But there was another explanation for losing the connection: the guy sitting on the Golden Toilet had kicked him offline and refused the link.

Still, that seed unlikely. After all, they wanted him to do things.

So… had he really crossed over?

He closed his eyes and relaxed his entire body.

He bit the tip of his tongue, feeling pain and the taste of blood at the sa ti. One hand rested against the trunk of a nearby tree, while the other lifted an intact fruit he had picked. He took a bite. The taste was slightly sour.

He took a deep breath and clearly sensed the unchanged scent of nature.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene before him was the sa as ever, but the panic and confusion in his gaze were gone, replaced by resolve.

Following his intuition, he decided he truly had crossed into another world.

After all, he couldn't keep hesitating forever, wavering and refusing to move forward. He would gamble on it.

Then, he would check this so-called "Hyperdinsional Channel."

How did he open it?

The mont he thought about opening it, a pop-up appeared in his mind.

He would see what the other mbers in this channel were saying.

Blank. Quiet. Nobody chatting?

No history, either?

Should he say sothing?

How did he speak?

Huh? He thought he understood.

[Golden Toilet: Anyone breathing? Make a sound.

Fallen Angel Kuroneko: beep~~]

Soone replied instantly.

But that ID was overflowing with chuunibyou energy. It felt strangely familiar, like a strong sense of déjà vu.

[Fallen Angel Kuroneko: You're still alive? I thought you got murdered.

Golden Toilet: Why would I get murdered?

Fallen Angel Kuroneko: Dummy. You just joined this special chat group and then accepted an invitation to so other world like an idiot. What if the other side wanted to harm you?

Golden Toilet: Harm ? Why? What's the profit in that?

Fallen Angel Kuroneko: Mm, no clue yet. But that A2 who invited you never talks. People can't help but wonder.

Fallen Angel Kuroneko: By the way, they're still not saying anything. Don't tell you took them out?

Fallen Angel Kuroneko: No, that doesn't make sense. If they died, you'd probably get kicked out of their world, right?

Fallen Angel Kuroneko: Mm, maybe not. We haven't seen that happen before.

Fallen Angel Kuroneko: Did you et the person who invited you?

Golden Toilet: Not face-to-face. We connected over radio. I only learned this channel even existed because they told . Otherwise I'd have thought I was hallucinating or sothing.

Fallen Angel Kuroneko: Heh heh, sa for at first. I couldn't tell whether it was my own delusion, so my talking-to-myself freaked my two little sisters out.

Golden Toilet: Two little sisters? Fallen Angel Kuroneko? Kuroneko? Black cat?

Fallen Angel Kuroneko: ??]

Kain couldn't help making a strange face. Now he finally understood why that ID had felt so familiar.

He decided to test it.

[Golden Toilet: Chuunibyou, Evil Eye, denpa girl, gothic lolita girl.]

Sowhere, in another world.

"Bang!"

The sound ca from a slender, delicate hand slapping down on a desk as its owner abruptly stood.

"Miss Gokou, what is it?"

"Uh, n-no, it's nothing. Sorry, ma'am."

The petite, black-haired girl with a gloomy air—addressed as "Miss Gokou"—apologized to the teacher at the podium, then sat back down awkwardly.

But even after sitting down, the girl—now in her third year of middle school—Ruri Gokou, was still boiling with excitent.

Once upon a ti, every night, she would conduct bizarre rituals in her room, talking on the phone with imaginary figures.

And then, very suddenly, one day, a "Hyperdinsional Channel" appeared in her mind, filled with people from other worlds.

At first, she thought it was a new delusion.

An unbelievable delusion. A delusion that could appear in her head at any ti.

In other words, she assud her chuunibyou had gotten worse, and it scared her.

She might be chuunibyou, but she was still a normal person. She absolutely did not want to beco genuinely unstable, to the point of severe hallucinations.

Then, after she was invited to another world once, she finally confird it: she had truly encountered sothing impossible.

That made her intensely thrilled and excited.

And after talking more with the others, she discovered sothing even more astonishing.

Different worlds—within another world—might exist as "stories," shown through ani, novels, gas, and the like.

In other words, her own world might also be a piece of ani or a novel in so other world.

And now, a new mber had joined, and without warning, said words that shocked her to the core.

It was as if the other party was saying they knew exactly who she was.

[Golden Toilet: Miss Kuroneko?

Golden Toilet: Miss Denpa?

Golden Toilet: Miss Ruri?]

That third address made Ruri's eyes widen. So they really did know her.

[Fallen Angel Kuroneko: Y-You know ?]

Up to now, she hadn't told anyone her real na. She had only let everyone call her "Kuroneko."

[Golden Toilet: So it really is you. This channel is hyperdinsional, huh? Connected to the world of "Oreimo"? That ans all the different online friends in this group might be characters from different ani. Interesting.]

It was practically self-talk, but the other party accepted it imdiately and even inferred the point on their own.

But what Kuroneko cared about was what "work" her world belonged to.

[Fallen Angel Kuroneko: Oreimo? What's that?

Golden Toilet: A slice-of-life romance light novel. It got an ani adaptation.

Fallen Angel Kuroneko: What's the main story? Am I the heroine? Has it ended? What happens to ?]

Ruri fired off questions in a rapid chain, then waited, tense and uneasy, for the answer.

Still, if it was a slice-of-life romance story, that ant her world probably wouldn't face any kind of crisis.

(End of Chapter)

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