My eyelids are drooping. A plane ride is never the most exciting thing in the world, but it's probably a good idea to get some sleep regardless.

Maybe when I wake up---

Screams. The sound of metal tearing. For anyone on a plane, it's the nightmarish worse-case scenario.

The oxygen mask dangling down in front of my face is little comfort.

When the plane is coming apart in mid-air, what use is it to put one on?

Maybe the sudden change in air pressure made me light-headed. I don't understand why I feel so strangely calm. I should be afraid. I should be crying out like everyone else. I can feel my heart pounding.

I don't want to die, but perhaps some part of me understands there's nothing I can do now as the earth rises to meet us.

Hopefully Takeo-san will finish up that game he's working on. And Chisato-chan is actually getting some pretty promising work as an up-and-coming voice actress, so I bet she'll go far.

There's a lot of things I still want to do, but now---

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[h1]Ruined Inn[/h1]

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My face feels warm.

... Huh?

I slowly open my eyes, only to be greeted by sunlight through a nearby window.

My thoughts are a jumbled mess, but as they become untangled I recall the crash.

Did I live?

I'd definitely be happy about that. Maybe guilty if other people died, but it's not as if the fact I lived is the reason they didn't make it.

Then again, survivor's guilt probably isn't very rational, is it?

If I lived, this has to be a hospital bed, right? But it doesn't feel like it. Sure, it's not impossible that I somehow made it out without getting too badly injured, but I don't feel any pain at all.

In fact, I feel great. Maybe it was just a bad dream?

But this isn't my room at home. The ceiling alone is enough to tell me that. And it's not the hotel room back in America, either.

Neither of them look this shabby.

The air was pretty stale in here too. Couldn't someone open a window?

I sit up. The light outside is pretty bright, and I briefly shut my eyes to let myself adjust.

The rooftops outside the window don't look anything like they did in America. And they don't look like my hometown back in Japan, either.

I rub my eyes, trying to clear my vision to see if that's the problem, but it's not. There's no doubt.

Those crumbling rooftops look like the kind of architecture I'd expect from a medieval European town. Plenty of games I love have that kind of aesthetic to them, so it's hardly difficult for me to recognize.

Hold on a moment.

Did my hand look different...?

When I look down, I jump out of bed with a gasp of surprise.

I'm wearing a dress?! It's all blue and white and frilly, is there some kind of pervert with a crossdressing fetish around here?!

To begin with, there's no way I'd look good in girls' clothing. Takeo-san could pull it off, but I'm no-where near feminine enough. I'd look ridiculous. Putting that aside, I'm not interested in crossdressing cosplay at all!

...

But that's not all, is it?

I look at my hand again.

This delicate-looking skin.

These slender fingers.

This thin arm.

Is this really my hand? Am I knocked out, dying after the plane crash?

No. I can rule that out pretty quickly. There's no way a dream would feel so tangibly real.

But why are my arms so small?

"What's go-"

My hand flies up to my throat.

My neck is thin and smooth.

That voice. That's not my voice.

That's the kind of voice I'd expect out of some sort of super cute elf mage kind of character. In fact, it's [i]exactly[/i] the sort of voice I imagined Sephily from [i]The Elf Mage Doesn't Approve[/i] to have.

I can feel a sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach.

These thin arms. This slender neck. And---

I place a hand to my face. Smooth. Slight. Soft cheeks.

The closest thing I have to a mirror is the window, so I can only barely make out my reflection.

But it's enough to prove it to me.

The face looking back at me is a cute, pretty blonde-haired girl's, with long pointed ears.

Ah.

Everything feels too real to be dream, here.

And yet what I'm looking at is completely impossible. There's absolutely no way something like this could happen.

Not in the world I know.

"EEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHH?!"

I can't contain myself any longer.

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