Chapter 1: Transmigration and Possession LV2

  Zhou Zhi slowly opened his eyes, dazed and confused, to an unfamiliar ceiling. The piercing sunlight shone through the gap in the white curtains, making him squint. He turned sideways to avoid the light, pulling up the white blanket that covered his body to cover his head, muttering to himself.

  "In the morning, it will never come again..."

  No! Zhou Zhi threw off the quilt and sat up with a start, looking around: the walls and white curtains that made up the all-white room were spotless, even the quilt covering his body and the mattress underneath were white; this decoration, no matter how you look at it, can only be found in one place!

  Hospital!

  How did I, who was supposed to be staying at home for a week to regulate my occupational mindset and catch up on anime, end up in the hospital out of nowhere? Calm down! Must calm down! Only by calming down can I use this chaotic and flustered brain, which is like a ball of yarn that has been played with by a cat, to think of a solution!

  Could it be that after signing a contract with a mysterious creature called QB, I was beheaded and then crossed over to this place... No, that's not right. That pervert only targets girls, there's no reason for him to come after me, I'm a proper young man in the prime of my youth.

  So that's why I was summoned to another world by a loli-sized Zero using her magic? Yeah, there's no other possibility besides this.

  "How could this be possible?!?!" Zhou Zhi grabbed his hair and roared, this feeling of self-mockery was really annoying!

  "Oh, you're so energetic right after waking up? But as a doctor, I'd be very troubled if you were to make a big fuss in the hospital." The door to the ward was pushed open by a doctor wearing a white coat who resembled a frog.

  Oh no! How am I supposed to run away from this? As a miserable moonlight clan city worker, how many organs do I have to sell to fill up this almost bottomless medical expense?! Zhou Zhi thought of this as soon as he saw the doctor come in, and his mouth dryly smiled "heh heh". His back was drenched in cold sweat.

  "What's going on? You look like a debtor who has just seen his creditor." Dr. Frog came to Zhou Zhi's bedside, picked up the medical record card and slowly read out the words written on it: "Patient's condition: found in a small alley with severe blunt trauma to the head and was sent here by Wind Ji Committee... Tsk, these days' evil activities are getting more and more rampant. So, how do you feel now?"

  Is this the world of Academy City? That explosion-obsessed, fish-eyed pervert?! Did I somehow get transported into the world of Academy City?! Although I had once thought about losing weight and getting rid of all the excess fat on my belly, and after failing to do so, prayed for a slender figure, but this way of granting wishes seems just like something that would happen in Kamijou Touma's world! It's just too unscientific!

  "Hmm? It's not a good habit for a doctor to remain silent when inquiring about the patient's condition." The frog doctor shifted his gaze from the medical record card and cast it towards Zhou Zhi, who was sitting stupidly on the hospital bed.

  "Ah, that, sorry, because I really can't remember what happened before, so..." Zhou Zhi rubbed the back of his head apologetically, where a scab from an injury was still visible; although he had no memory, the habits left behind by this body allowed him to understand and speak fluent Japanese, which was truly a blessing in disguise.

  "Lost your memory?" The frog doctor closed the medical record card, his expression becoming even more serious as he muttered to himself "Must make him take this kind of bad behavior more seriously", then sat down beside the bed and asked Zhou Zhi.

  "Besides not being able to recall things from before, do you have any other physical discomforts? For example, do you get headaches or feel weak and powerless when controlling your body?"

  Zhou Zhi closed his eyes to feel his body, and found that there was no discomfort. He told the frog doctor honestly; The frog doctor hesitated for a moment before saying to Zhou Zhi: "The human brain is still a mysterious forbidden zone for even a leading technological university 30 years ahead of the outside world. For this injury, I can only suggest that you stay in the hospital for a few more days for observation, sorry."

  Do I have to stay for a few more days? Although I don't know how much the hospital bill is, from anime and various doujinshi, it can be seen that the subsidy for low-ability people is really meager. Staying in the hospital for a few more days, coupled with the fact that my wallet was stolen by a bad guy earlier, Zhou Zhi could imagine that if he really continued to stay here, the rest of this month would definitely be spent in a very bleak manner.

  "Ah, well, since nothing seems to be wrong with me now, I think I'll just get discharged today." Zhou Zhi said, clutching his hair.

  "Hmm..." Dr. Frog stared at Zhou for a long time, making him feel uneasy before slowly saying: "Alright, but if you have any discomfort, please call the number above."

  As he spoke, Dr. Frog pulled out a business card from his white coat, on which were written the four characters "Netherworld Pursuit of Soul" and a phone number.

  "Thank you, I will!" Zhou Zhi bowed and accepted the business card handed over by Dr. Frog, who was one of the few doctors with excellent medical ethics, as could be seen from his actions in the anime where he went to the underworld to save souls.

  "Excuse me, is Dr. Li in this ward?"

  A childish yet trying-to-sound-mature voice that gives off a strange feeling echoed outside the hospital room door.

  Zhou Zhi and Doctor Frog turned their heads to look; by the door stood a junior high school girl with pink hair tied in two ponytails, wearing a windbreaker with a sleeve badge of a discipline committee member, her eyes asking Zhou Zhi.

  Could this be the legendary Shirakawa Kuroko, who is said to be a pervert in writing but a serious worker? Unlike her terrible image left in 2D, she seems reliable when working seriously.

  "It's me, who is it?"

  "I am the disciplinary committee member assigned to investigate the incident of your severe injury, are you available to explain about it now?" White Kuroko habitually raised the armband on her sleeve to indicate to both of them before walking into the hospital room and asking a formal inquiry.

  "Uh, even if you ask me now, I still don't know what to say..."

  "Huh?" Kuroko Shirai furrowed her brow and asked.

  "Was it because the crime occurred at night and they didn't see the perpetrator's face? Or was it because they were afraid of being retaliated against afterwards, so they covered up for the perpetrator?"

  "Unfortunately, I also wanted to tell you the clues to send those bastards to juvenile detention, but...” Zhou Zhi pointed to his own head with embarrassment and continued: “Due to severe brain damage, I, who lost my memory, don't know anything about what happened before, sorry."

  Shiroi Kuroko looked at Doctor Frog, and after Doctor Frog nodded to indicate that Shūji was telling the truth, she covered her forehead with a disappointed expression and sighed, saying: "It seems we can only go back and check the surveillance footage to find out who the culprit is. To think someone would dare make such a serious mistake; if you remember anything, please be sure to notify us, Disciplinary Committee."

  "Alright."

  "Well then, I'll be off. See you." Shirai Kuroko thought that staying here wouldn't yield any more results, so she turned around and waved at Shishido as she prepared to head back to the 177th Division to continue investigating this matter.

  "Hold on..." Shūji hurriedly stopped Kuroko, there was something important that he had to entrust the Wind Chronicle Committee with, even if it was a bit embarrassing.

  "What?"