Emma...Emma? Oh, right! That’s my name. Emma Stewart. How could I have forgotten my own name? It must’ve been that stupid washbasin knocking me out of my senses.

Wait. Washbasin? What washbasin?

Oh right, the washbasin from the megadeath thing.

Wait. Megadeath? What isa megadeath? I can’t remember...

What’s happening? What’s going on? Where did all these memories come from?

My head felt like it was being flooded with new information. Things I never knew before, but I knew now. What was happening?

There were people I’d never seen before, but I knew them.

There were these incomprehensible vehicles, but I somehow knew what they were.

There were places I was sure I’d never seen before, but I knew all about them. How?

There was someone there who was me, but also not me. No...they were both me.

I...couldn’t handle it.

“I’m sorry, Martha... I think...I need a nap...”

“What? Wait! M-My lady!”

And I was out. I lost consciousness like my body needed to do a hard reboot to sort out everything that was going on in my head. I always said that if something was wrong, you should just sleep it off. You should feel nice and refreshed once you wake up again. “Should” being the key word.

After that, I was laid up for a whopping three days, slipping in and out of consciousness. Once I awoke and had sorted out what had happened to me, I realized that I was both Minato Tanaka and the countess Emma Stewart. My maid, Martha, filled me in on what had happened three days prior.

“Youcannot go doing something like this again! Sneaking strange mushrooms you found in the yard into your family’s dinner is just too much! Luckily, nobody was hurt, but can you imagine what people wouldsay if a count’s entire family were to perish from food poisoning?!”

“I-I’m sorry...?” I stammere