Kaito's Apartment
"This ability... really makes me feel like the real Gojo."
Kaito stood in the middle of his quiet living room, one hand in his pocket, his gaze blankly staring at the wall. The words came out of nowhere, half joking, half serious. As time passed, he began to feel as if the system inside him was reading his thoughts and casually manifesting them into reality.
He clicked his tongue softly.
"Come to think of it... yeah, that makes sense."
The system was no longer just a tool or a foreign voice in his head. It had become fused with his soul, a part of his very being. If so, reading his thoughts wasn't strange. In fact, it would be strange if the system couldn't.
Thinking about it further only made Kaito feel foolish. He sighed, waving his hand as if to banish useless thoughts.
"Never mind. I'll think about that ability later. Now..." he muttered as he slumped back on the sofa, "...let's see where this story goes."
In his mind, the sequence of events in this world was neatly arranged. The story had now entered a stage equivalent to the third season of the original. Natsumi's incident had only just begun. After the incident at the amusement park, the magical girl would disappear, harboring a small grudge—not out of pure hatred, but rather out of shame and hurt.
Tomorrow, Natsumi would make her move. All the spirits Shido had saved would be transformed into children, forcing Shido to face a conflict entirely different from the physical battle: a conflict of emotions, self-perception, and acceptance.
Kaito tilted his head, his expression blank.
"Honestly… this is the boring part."
It wasn't that he underestimated emotional conflict. But for Kaito, accustomed to being on the front lines of life-and-death battles, this time the plot felt too slow. There was no major threat, no brutal battle, just a psychological game that Shido would ultimately resolve on his own.
"Besides," he continued quietly, "even without my intervention, everything would have proceeded according to its own course."
Shido would grow, the spirits would return to normal, and a temporary balance would be achieved. His presence here wasn't really needed at the moment.
Kaito yawned widely, drowsiness suddenly assaulting him.
"Haaa… better to just sleep than think about unimportant things."
He got up, walked to his room, and lay down on the bed, his body relaxed. There were no worries, no anxieties. If it weren't for this system, he doubted he would be able to sleep this peacefully in a world filled with hidden dangers.
His consciousness slowly faded.
…
The next day
Morning sunlight crept through the gaps in Kaito's apartment curtains. A thin layer of sweat dripped down his forehead as he finished his morning run—a habit he'd carried over from his previous life. His breathing was steady, his heartbeat steady, his body feeling light and full of energy.
Upon returning to the apartment, he immediately flopped down on the sofa, one hand covering his eyes.
"Ah… comfortable."
Time passed. An hour. Two hours.
And boredom came without warning.
Kaito opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. No missions, no disturbances, no pressing threats. The world felt… too calm.
He briefly thought about Mana. The blue-haired girl. But he quickly dismissed the thought.
"It doesn't make sense that I suddenly know the whereabouts of an active AST agent," he muttered. "That would only cause problems."
Finally, he decided to speak to the one entity that was always there.
"Hey, System," he called lazily. "Isn't there anything I can do? Another mission, another problem, or something. I'm bored."
The mechanical voice answered immediately.
Host, there are currently no active missions in this world. However, the system suggests you travel between worlds.
Kaito, who had been lying down, immediately rose and sat upright on the sofa.
"Travel between worlds?" His eyes lit up. "Is that really possible?"
He immediately continued, his tone full of enthusiasm. "If I leave, what will happen to this world? Will time still continue?"
Host needn't worry. The system can adjust the flow of time in this world using system points. For example, if the host is in another world for a year, the time in this world can be set to only flow for one day.
"Oh…" Kaito breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness."
His worries about missing important moments in this world finally vanished. With this kind of time management, he could travel without worry.
He paused for a moment, then asked again, "Then, do you have any recommendations from around the world?"
The system recommended the world of Genshin Impact. This world offered many quests suitable for increasing character strength, and the danger level was relatively low for characters with their current strength.
"Genshin Impact…"
The name made Kaito smile faintly. It was a world he was very familiar with. In his previous life, the game had been incredibly popular. He remembered the unfinished story, the undiscovered region of Nod-Krai, and of course… the characters he had once admired, even considering them his own "wives."
His enthusiasm immediately flared.
"Okay," he said firmly. "Send me there. I can't wait."
The system paused for a moment, as if processing Kaito's enthusiasm.
It could send the host over at any time. The host could prepare in advance.
"Then, wait a moment."
Kaito immediately stood up and headed for his room. He donned the clothes he usually wore when operating outside—a dark coat, comfortable yet functional gear. Not because he intended to become Noir Blade, but because he was used to wearing it when traveling in dangerous places.
He stood up straight and took a deep breath.
"System," he said in a calm yet confident voice,
"I'm ready."
Traveling between worlds…
Goodbye, Host.
A white light enveloped Kaito's body, filling the entire room in an instant. In a split second, his presence vanished—leaving the apartment silent again, as if no one had ever been there.