Chapter 79 ~ Backstory
<span style="font-weight:400">sh.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji clenched his eyes tightly from the brilliant light that blinded him as soon as he and his friends all decided to start the mission.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Nngh…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“M-My head… I-It hurts…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya and an unfamiliar man’s groans resounded from his side as Yuuji slowly blinked his eyes repeatedly, adjusting his sight to his surroundings.
<span style="font-weight:400">Having experienced the intense headache from years upon years of memories that was given by the Group Chat for the mission rushing into his mind and his immense pain tolerance, Yuuji only felt a bit unpleasant. But for the two, who were experiencing it for the first time, it proved to be much worse.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even with Tatsuya’s innate pain tolerance from being a super soldier in his world and Satoru having his own SSR, the throbbing headache their transfer and memories rushing into their mind was still a bit too much.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you two okay…?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes… I’m fine…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Y-Yes… It’s getting better.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The three slowly began taking in their surroundings.
<span style="font-weight:400">The first thing they saw once their vision returned was an immense, luxurious, and grand hall in the style of a modern, European, royal pce with a massive, jeweled chandeliers, luxurious sofas, an elegant marble table with gold gilded along its rim, and a massive television.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was… a sight to behold. It was almost on par with the one Yuuji and Aika owned in Tatsuya’s world. The only difference being a difference in the technology.
<span style="font-weight:400">“T-This is… Amazing… Where are we…?”
<span style="font-weight:400">The unfamiliar man’s voice slightly echoed from the sheer size of what looks to be the living room of a royal pce.
<span style="font-weight:400">This was the most luxurious sight he had seen in his life… At least in “reality”. He had seen much more stupendous sight in his “home”, but this was still a truly wondrous sight to behold in real life.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This… must be the residence given to us by the group chat.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“R-Really? B-But why is it so big…?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is because of Yuuji’s wealth, Satoru-san. He and Aika also got a luxurious mansion on par with this one when they came to my world. And with the rewards he received from his previous mission, I’d imagine his wealth had increased once more.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya surmised, still admiring his surroundings in both awe and surprise.
<span style="font-weight:400">“O-Oh… That’s right… Yuuji-kun got massive amounts of shares in argepany in his world… So the riches in his world trantes to the level of luxury of the residence and the amount of assets he got during the mission, huh?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. The mission gives him assets equal to 60% of his wealth.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s amazing…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Satoru nced towards Yuuji secretly, looking at him in both admiration and shock.
<span style="font-weight:400">As someone who had been… mediocre his whole life, if he was being generous, he couldn’t even begin to wrap his head around how someone this young could have this amount of riches.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji noticed Satoru’s gaze and smiled helplessly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s all thanks to the group chat, Satoru-san. Without it, I’m just a normal high school student. So please don’t think too much of it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-Ah, uhn… I understand.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The ck-haired man in his early thirties let out a weak, awkwardugh before Yuuji approached him and gave out his hand for a handshake.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is nice to finally meet you, Satoru-san. Please take care of me from now on.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He felt his heart skip a beat when he looked down to the hand Yuuji gave him.
<span style="font-weight:400">Just… how many times in his life had he ever been given such a friendly handshake.
<span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps never in his real life… He was a loner in school, quiet to the point that he was treated like air. And in his work life, he still kept to his lonesome, choosing to spend every second of his free time in Yggdrasil.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was only in Yggdrasil that he had ever been given such a friendly handshake. And memories of it began to sh across his mind.
<span style="font-weight:400">Touch Me giving his hand to him after saving him. Peroroncino grabbed his hand for a handshake in excitement when he hinted at his interest for a woman’s behind. Ulbert shaking his hands and thanking him for helping him with a raid.
<span style="font-weight:400">All of his friends… the ones who built the only thing he’d call his “home”... Such warmth…
<span style="font-weight:400">He could feel it from the hand Yuuji was giving him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Satoru-san…?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-Ah, it’s nice to finally meet you too, Yuuji-kun! Please take care of me as well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Satoru quickly took Yuuji’s hand and shook it. And a newfound admiration for Yuuji was born in his mind.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Wow… Why does it feel like I’m shaking the hand of a boss of a massivepany…</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is nice to finally meet you as well, Satoru-san. Let’s do our best in this mission.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-Ah, yes. Tatsuya-kun, please take care of me as well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Satoru shook Tatsuya’s hands as well and… felt a bit morefortable. Though Tatsuya was handsome in his own right, and definitely more handsome than himself, Satoru felt a bit intimidated by Yuuji’s appearance and charisma, even though he was very friendly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Now then. Shall we talk about what we got first?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya suggested.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright. You guys go ahead and take a seat on the couch over there. I’ll prepare some tea. I have a feeling it’ll be a pretty long one.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya and Satoru nodded and headed to the couches before them, right under the chandelier at the center of the massive “living room” of the mansion while Yuuji searched for the kitchen and prepared tea.
<span style="font-weight:400">The moment they sat, Satoru let out a sigh of relief andfort as the luxuriously soft, maroon cushion seemed to embrace his entire body. For him, who was used to his stiff, no-longer cushioned office chair, this was equivalent to sitting on heavenly clouds.
<span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps if he could feel the sensation of the chairs in Nazarick’s main meeting room, this would be how it feels.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Satoru-san, I shall be contacting Lelouch and tell him of our arrival.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-Ah, yes. Thank you for doing it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Satoru snapped out of his momentary trance caused simply from sitting down on the couch and replied.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Soon, Yuuji returned with a tray of freshly brewed tea in a beautiful, vintage, European, ceramic teapot and three ceramic sses. Steam rose from the beautiful, delicious-looking golden liquid as the sweet smell of jasmine wafted into their nose.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Here you go.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, thank you, Yuuji-kun.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re wee.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji ced the tray onto the ceramic table, set one ss in front of Tatsuya, one in front of Satoru, and one in front of his seat before sitting down.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Tatsuya, did you contact Lelouch?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. He said we could discuss amongst ourselves first since he didn’t want to talk about… <i><span style="font-weight:400">this</i><span style="font-weight:400"> through the phone. He also said that we could meet tomorrow after school in his dormitories since it’s alreadyte.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, that’s right… You and I will start attending Ashford Academy starting tomorrow too, right?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s right.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright… We’ll need to ask Lelouch where it is. And considering the size of this mansion, I don’t think it’s in the middle of the city or near the academy. So we need to arrange transport as well…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji held his chin as he began to contemte out loud.
<span style="font-weight:400">This was also the case with his mansion in Tatsuya’s world. It was located on the outskirts of the city. But thankfully, First High was still within walking distance for him and Aika, so they never had any problem.
<span style="font-weight:400">But now, he didn’t know his current exact location nor the location of Ashford Academy, since it was never mentioned in the anime. So, he needed to consider the worst.
<span style="font-weight:400">He could cast the spell that would make both of them invisible and fly there easily. But with the level of technology here, he didn’t want to risk getting caught in a CCTV camera when he dispelled their invisibility.
<span style="font-weight:400">The most safe thing would be to go there normally, but the distance might cause a problem if they don’t have a car or a bike.
<span style="font-weight:400">This might be something he’d need to prepare for…
<i><span style="font-weight:400">If there’s no car or bike here, then I might need to buy one as soon as possible…</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">It would be a simple matter since he had 60% of his total wealth here.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Before anything else, shall we discuss our backgrounds and geass first?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya suggested.
<span style="font-weight:400">“O-Of course.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, yes. Of course. Then… Shall I start first?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya and Satoru nodded.<span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright. Then, let’s start with my geass first. My geass allows me to negate the activation and use of any and all geass within my field of vision.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Both men widened their eyes in surprise the moment they heard it.
<span style="font-weight:400">To negate all activation and use of all geass within his field of vision… That might make even Lelouch’s geass of absolute obedience, which required eye contact, useless before him.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not to mention geass such as Mao’s. He would be able to nullify the effect and activation of any geass as long as they’re within his field of vision.
<span style="font-weight:400">To Tatsuya and Satoru who had lived their lives surrounded by magic, real or not, they immediately equated Yuuji’s geass to an anti-magic spell or ability.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s… amazing.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Satoru muttered in amazement, his mind immediately considering the impact of such power if it existed in Yggdrasil.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">It’d be totally broken!!! If someone could cancel any and all magic effects in sight, then he’d be reported for cheating a million times over!!!</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">A truly game breaking power, and even more so in a reality with magic.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Note, however, that it doesn’t erase the effect of a geass.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see… So you won’t be able to erase, for instance, the effect of Lelouch’s geass on a person if he had cast it before entering your field of vision.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Correct.”<span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya nodded in understanding. His lips curling into a small smile at the pleasant prospect.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s still amazing. It’d be extremely useful when we deal with geass users in the future.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is. Then as for my background… Well, just like my background in Tatsuya’s world, it’s not all that pleasant…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji then began summarizing the background and memories he received from the group chat.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There was once a genius scientist and engineer who spearheaded the development of Britannia’s best knightmare frames. He developed the knightmare frames that woulde to be used by the Knight of the Rounds. Masterpieces after masterpieces. But even among these masterpieces, there stood one that was beyond any other.
<span style="font-weight:400">He named it after the legendary sword of promised victory, Excalibur. It was meant to be the knightmare frame of the Knight of One, the greatest of the Knight of the Rounds. But even he wasn’t able to utilize it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Thus, the Excalibur stayed not wielded. Unable to be wielded. And it was lost after he reached his end under the angry swords and guns of those he oppressed.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya narrowed his eyes as Satoru slightly tilted his head confusedly at the sudden turn of the story.
<span style="font-weight:400">“He was an extreme purist, a man who believed that everything in this world belongs under the rule of the Holy Britannian Empire. That all “numbers” should kowtow and shout out their gratitude for being ruled by his superior race. That the notion of being ved to them was an honor and greatest happiness.
<span style="font-weight:400">His masterpieces were tools created solely for the purpose of destroying nations and killing those who dared to stand against the Holy Britannian Empire.
<span style="font-weight:400">And with his charisma and influence, he gathered many followers that shared his belief, and indoctrinated even more. Even now, after his death, some still endured, holding onto his radical beliefs, and became a faction known as the Purists Faction within Britannia. His name, Arthur von Morningstar, was worshiped by them.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was my “father”. And I’m supposed to be “Alexander von Morningstar”, the son of this terrible excuse of a human being. And the one who caused the death of his own father and his followers.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji let out a sigh and leaned back to the couch with a ‘thump’,pletely losing his energy from telling such a depressing story…
<span style="font-weight:400">Silence fell unto them as Tatsuya and Satoru still trying to process his… heavy story.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...That’s quite the story.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah… It’s even worse when you have the memory of it ying in your mind like some sort of movie you can’t look away from.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji shook his head tiredly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yuuji-kun…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Satoru looked at the young man before him with pity. Although it was simply the “setting” and the background given to him so he could “fit” in this world, it was still… depressing to hear.
<span style="font-weight:400">He didn’t know what to say to make him feel better… Perhaps if it was Touch Me or Bukubukuchagama, they’d know. They’ve always made people who were troubled feel better.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...So, should we call you Alexander from now on? At least in this world.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. At least in public. And if the need for me to reveal that I’m the one who killed the greatest racist person in the world came, “Alexander von Morningstar”.
<span style="font-weight:400">But in private… I’d like to still be referred to as “Tsubakihara Yuuji.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Understood.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-Alright.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji took a sip of his tea, trying to wash away the unpleasantness of “recalling” such depressing memories, and turned towards Tatsuya.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Tatsuya, shall we go to you next?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya nodded.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. My geass allow me to experience what the person I’m using it on was feeling.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He said with a calm smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji and Satoru froze for a moment before their expression morphed into that of happiness and excitement.
<span style="font-weight:400">“T-That’s… isn’t that amazing?! Tatsuya-kun!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes! That means you can feel emotions once again! Even if it was for a moment, it will let you feel these emotions. And maybe… you can even regain them in the future!!!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing the happiness overflowing from the two, Tatsuya couldn’t help but smile. They were even happier than he was for this. So much so that even without using his new geass, their happiness was infectious enough to cause a pleasant feeling to grow within his cold heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mm… Perhaps. I hope so as well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">It was a hopeful thought. He didn’t know how this would lead him to be able to regain his emotions when his innate ability to feel them was literally erased from his brain. But at least, it was a hope he didn’t have before. And magic worked in wondrous ways, especially since it was magic from another world.
<span style="font-weight:400">“As for my backstory… Well, it was fairly depressing as well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">In Tatsuya’s backstory, his parents, Shiba Shirayuki and Shiba Haruto, were leaders of an independent resistance group that was supported and sponsored by the Japanese Government.
<span style="font-weight:400">They were genius engineers, and they’ve been helping the Japanese Government, as well as several resistance groups, by building them knightmares and various other weapons and defenses to be used against the Britannians.
<span style="font-weight:400">“They were working on a mobile headquarters that could be used as a mobile hanger for several knightmares and ab for research and development of knightmare frames. And “coincidentally”, they also found the knightmare your “father made, Yuuji, the Excalibur, in a heavily damaged state.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya turned towards Yuuji, who’s eyes widened in shock at the revtion.
<span style="font-weight:400">“They tried fixing it in hopes that it could be used as their ace in their fight against Britannia, but no one was able to use it. Thus, it stayed unused inside their headquarters.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He continued.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Theypleted the mobile headquarters, but when they were about to use it tounch a counterattack, their resistance group was found and annihted by the purist faction. The only thing they managed to save was this headquarters and me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">A heavy silence fell upon them once again.
<span style="font-weight:400">But this time, it didn’tst long as Tatsuya broke it himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yuuji, I believe that the “Excalibur” and this mobile headquarters my “parents” made were the supporting items promised to us by the Chat Group.”
<span style="font-weight:400">His voice was as calm as ever.
<span style="font-weight:400">It seemed like only Yuuji and Satoru were the only ones bothered by his “backstory”.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Yes, I believe so as well. But I really didn’t expect the Chat Group to give it to us… like this.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji shook his head tiredly. Even if the Chat Group wants to justify their existence here and the existence of their supporting items, giving them such terrible memories was still a bit much, wasn’t it?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Uhm… I think my backstory is greatly entwined with Tatsuya’s.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Eh? Really?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji turned towards Satoru with surprise in his eyes. On the other hand, Tatsuya simply nodded. He had received memories about Satoru as well, but decided not to mention it and gave Satoru a chance to say it himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. I actually worked with Tatsuya’s “parents” by helping manage the people there… Thanks to my geass, which lets me see someone’s name, age, skills, strengths, weaknesses, a snippet of their backstory, and their current thoughts like a game’s status screen, I’m in charge of filtering through their ranks and making sure that there were only trustworthy people in their group.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see…”
<span style="font-weight:400">The obvious usefulness of Satoru’s geass was beyond apparent to anyone who knew of it.
<span style="font-weight:400">And normally, Yuuji would’ve immediately tried to incorporate such a powerful ability into his ns forpleting the mission.
<span style="font-weight:400">But this time, his thoughts traveled elsewhere.
<span style="font-weight:400">The power called Geass… manifested differently in each individual, as they’ve proven here. And it is possibly rted to their personality or inner desire.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lelouch’s geass gave him the absolute power to exert his will unto others possibly due to his disposition of bing the mastermind and his desire to make others do as his will in order to aplish his goals.
<span style="font-weight:400">Tatsuya’s geass gave him the power to empathize and feel the emotion of others might have stemmed from his inability to do so normally and his wish to, at the very least, understand the emotion of his beloved sister.
<span style="font-weight:400">While his geass, which gave him the power to negate any and all geass from being activated and used, he knew stemmed from his desire to protect those he cared for.
<span style="font-weight:400">They all made sense and true to each and every one of their personality and desires. And this was also true for Satoru’s geass.
<span style="font-weight:400">The reason why his geass gave him the ability to see someone’s… “Status Screen” might be due to his intense attachment and longing for Yggdrasil and the time he had spent with his close friends for all those years.
<span style="font-weight:400">Simply imagining the sadness and loneliness he must’ve felt when his friends left one by one was far more heartbreaking than if they were to leave all at once, or if the game ended before they all left.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji nced up towards Satoru, trying his best to hide his pity and sadness under his smiling mask and encouraged him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s amazing, Satoru-san! With such a geass, you won’t ever need to fear someone lying to you. It’d be very useful not only in our mission now, but in the new world if you decided to go there!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Y-Yeah… That’s true… It won’t work on people with SSR ranked skills, but it’d still be very useful…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Satoru forced his lips to smile, just like he would when his proposal was rejected by a potential client he had been chasing for months.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji’s smile was perfect. But perhaps due to his understanding of Yuuji’s kindness despite this being their first time meeting face to face, or that he was also thinking the same thing, he noticed the sadness in his eyes and what had caused them.
<span style="font-weight:400">His heart wrenched when he found out about his geass. How it reminded him of his “home”. And how painful it was when his closest friends andrades left it one by one, leaving him alone.
<span style="font-weight:400">The anger, the pain, the despair, the loneliness, and the helplessness he felt when thest of his friends gave all of their treasures to him and announced their retirement all came back to him for a moment. He clenched his hands into fists.
<span style="font-weight:400">No matter how much time had passed, the pain in his heart still felt so fresh and the memories in his mind were still so painfully clear.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Satoru-san…”
<span style="font-weight:400">A soft, gentle touch on his shoulder and a gentle voice brought him out of the spiraling darkness and made him look up to see the kind, handsome countenance of the first-year high school boy who was apparently the protagonist of a <i><span style="font-weight:400">hentai</i><span style="font-weight:400"> anime.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re not alone anymore, Satoru-san… We’re here. All of the members of the Group Chat are here with you. Although we won’t be able to rece your friends, we’ll at least be able to keep youpany.”
<span style="font-weight:400">From his side, Satoru could see Tatsuya nodding at Yuuji’s words in agreement.
<span style="font-weight:400">A wave of warmth washed over his heart, dissipating the dark emotions within him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Thank you. I-I’m sorry for putting down the mood.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You didn’t. How about we take a look outside and get some fresh air, Satoru-san?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fresh air…”
<span style="font-weight:400">His eyes widened in realization.
<span style="font-weight:400">That’s right… This air in this world was not contaminated like the one in his own. He could actually get some “fresh air” without the need of a breathing mask. And at this time of night… perhaps he could also get to see the stars that he had only ever seen in Yggdrasil…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Y-Yes! Let’s go!!!”
<span style="font-weight:400">And thus, they spent the rest of their first night in this world in the massive courtyard of the mansion until they returned inside to sleep.