Chapter-01 · EP-013

Episode 13: Regained Memories

During my first dungeon exploration class, I was pushed off a cliff while trying to protect Murasakimura, who was panicking after a slime fell on him from the ceiling.

I must have broken my leg from the impact of the fall and bruised my whole body. Anyway, everything hurt. And at the same time, I temporarily lost my memory.

At that time, for some unknown reason, a memory I presumed to be from a past life resurfaced.

It was a temporal illusion, as if the continuation of that past life was this very moment. But nothing matched up.

With my mind still in chaos from that situation, I was attacked by a yellow slime, fought it, and obtained a Rank 4 potion.

During that time, Murasakimura and the others had probably gone to get the homeroom teacher, and then Majima came to rescue me.

One would normally assume I'd be injured after falling off a cliff, but unfortunately, Majima didn't bring a single potion.

Was he stupid? Or just incompetent?

But since I happened to have just obtained a Rank 4 potion, using it instantly healed my injuries, and at the same time, all my memories returned.

I remembered everything.

My name is Shirou Ichinose, 15 years old. I'm a first-year student at the Tokyo Dungeon Academy.

This was the first floor of the low-level dungeon with ten floors located at that academy.

Today was Thursday, April 4th.

I had memories from my past life, but I also had memories of living in this world. It didn't seem like I had died and the soul from another world had entered me.

But what was this world?

What were dungeons?

It was far removed from the common sense I knew in my past life.

The location was the same Tokyo, the era was also the same, Reiwa 5.

But the world I was in now had a different history from the Tokyo of my past life.

In this world, around 80 years ago, underground dungeons simultaneously appeared all over the world.

In my past life, underground dungeons never appeared, and we reached Reiwa 5.

This meant it was a similar but fundamentally different world.

"What incredible healing power... As expected of a Rank 4 potion."

As I sorted through my recovered memories in my head, Majima, witnessing my recovery after using the potion, muttered in amazement.

It certainly was amazing healing power. I was the one who used it, and I was the most surprised. But thinking about it, there was no time to be surprised.

"I'm sorry for causing trouble. Let's go back."

"Ah, yeah. Are you okay?"

"Yes. It seems not just the injury, but the amnesia is cured too. I remember everything now."

"Your memory returned too? Well, it was Rank 4, I suppose that's possible..."

Majima muttered to himself, nodding in understanding.

When Majima and I climbed back up the rope ladder, Murasakimura and the others were waiting. Seeing me, Murasakimura looked relieved and called out to me.

"Ichinose-kun! Are you alright?"

"Were you the one who went to get the homeroom teacher? Thanks. You saved me."

Murasakimura seemed surprised by my disheveled appearance, but I assured him I was fine.

Still, Murasakimura and the others looked worried.

"But..."

"Ah, this outfit? I was attacked by an Acid Slime down there and it got torn up, but I used the potion it dropped, so my injuries are fine now. I wish the potion would have fixed my clothes too."

"Used a potion? ...I see. Well, I'm glad you're okay."

The potion healed my injuries completely, but the holes in my clothes remained. Injuries healed, but you had to be careful about damage to equipment.

"It's gotten quite late, hasn't it? Isn't class already over? We should head back quickly so we don't keep everyone waiting."

"Y-yeah."

And so, we started back the way we came.

Other classes were exploring along the way.

Some girls screamed when they saw me in my clothes, full of holes from being dissolved by the Acid Slime.

I'm not an exhibitionist!

The important parts aren't exposed!

Our presence—a class that should have finished its lesson—and especially my tattered clothes, made us the center of attention.

The stares were painful...