Chapter 1 - Transmigrated?

"Where am I?"

Instead of waking up in his bed, John woke up in the middle of nowhere — The sky wasn't polluted by factory smoke, and it was clear for him to see. A lot of greens surround him even though he is supposed to be in a city — He also finds an axe beside him. Did someone lose it?

"Am I dreaming right now, or Did someone kidnap me and throw me in these woods?" John wondered, but then again, kidnapping him was worth nothing because he ain't loaded, so it must be a dream.

"Oi! Arthur!" From far away, he spotted a beautiful young lady, probably in her eighteen or nineteen, running toward him with her right hand waving while her left hand was holding a basket

The young lady had a milky white skin tone, a voluptuous figure, silky mid-back golden hair with bangs between her eyes, and a pair of sparkling blue eyes. She wore a nun's habit without the lower part of her scapular, which exposed her thighs. She also wears white stockings.

"You forgot your lunch!"

'Is she talking to me?' But his name wasn't Arthur, his name was John, and he had never met someone as beautiful as her before because if he did, he would confess to her and get rejected by her on the same day.

Life is hard...

Unfamiliar memories suddenly flooded his mind, giving him information to answer the questions that he was having. He still has his memory as John Wilson but also a memory of someone else.

The girl running towards him is Anne, his childhood friend who grew up with him back in the Orphanage; she also works as a sister for the Orphanage. As for himself, his name is Arthur, and he is an ordinary peasant who works as a woodcutter.

How can this dream feel so detailed? Every question he has had been answered. His 'new' memories didn't come to him like a book that needed to be read, but they came to him like a flashback, like he had been through Arthur's life before.

Does it mean this isn't a dream? Could it be he traveled to a different world and became a man by the name of Arthur? Did he just transform from a no-name illustrator on the internet to a woodcutter who had a hot nun as a childhood friend? It sounds like an upgrade tho...

"Hey, Arthur! Can you stop ignoring me!? It's getting annoying!" Anne's voice snapped him back to reality, her hand waving in front of his face.

"Oh, sorry about that. I kind of spaced out a bit, so what brings you here, Anne?" He removes her hand before it can get annoying. She just pouted and crossed her arm beneath her breasts, making them seem larger than they already were — Those mountains are hella big.

"You forgot your lunch," Anne stated, pointing her index finger at the basket next to her left foot. "Seriously, why do you always forget about it? It doesn't make sense." Anne huffed at her childhood friend's habit of forgetting his lunch.

"Do you want to know why I always forgot about it?"

"If you have a real reason, then just fucking tell me." Anne's personality is far from a nun despite her being one. People won't know that she is a nun if not for her attire — She modified her nun attire for a bit to make it easier for her to move but still recognizable to be one.

"It's because I want to see you~" Arthur teasingly said, making the nun's cheeks redden. Although it was cheesy, it still worked, at least on Anne.

In his memory as Arthur, Anne had been showing a bunch of hints that she was madly in love with him — Making lunch for him, protecting him from the bully when he was a kid, kissing him on the forehead before sleeping until they turned fourteen, sleeping together with him until they turned sixteen, forcing him to take a bath with her, etc...

But Arthur was too dense to notice...

"That sound so cringe," Anne said, looking away from Arthur's face. She is trying to act like she doesn't like what he is saying, but her face says something else. She was clearly embarrassed by what Arthur had just said to her.

"Heeeh, can't believe someone as tomboyish as you has an adorable side~"

"Shut up, Arthur. Don't make me beat your ass."

"Kinky."

For the whole ten minutes, both Anne and Arthur spend their time with Arthur teasing the poor girl. But after the teasing session ended, both of them decided to have lunch together — At first, Anne didn't want to join him, but after Arthur said that it would be more fun if Anne ate with him, she changed her mind.

What a Simp...

"By the way, Arthur."

"Yeah?"

"When did you get so cheeky?" Anne asked, interested in his sudden change of personality — Arthur, who she knew was more childish and dense than the Arthur in front of her. Not that she doesn't like it, she is more than happy when Arthur acknowledge her feeling, but it is still strange.

"Hmmmmmm..." Arthur was in deep thought after hearing the question from Anne. This is expected due to how sharp Anne is, not to mention that out of people in Arthur's life, she knows him the best. "Maybe it's because I decided to think of you more as a woman than a sister?"

Not really a lie, considering the original Arthur did think of her as a sister, nothing more and nothing less. He doesn't even feel attracted to Anne, not even a bit — Poor girl; at least after merging with John, he finally realizes her feelings.

"Eh? What do you mean by that?" Anne raised her eyebrows at his response.

"As I said, I used to think of you as a sister... That is why I didn't catch your hints, but after pondering it for more than a week, I finally think of you as a woman."

"What hints? I don't remember giving any hints or anything like that... " Anne huffed as she looked away from him with a blushing face. Despite wanting Arthur to notice her hints for years, she still can't handle it when he finds out about it.

She is so precious...

He was glad that he got transmigrated into another world...