"Sorry… That you have to see me in such an unsightly state…"
"No! No!! You saw important people to you die!! That kind of reaction is to be expected. In the end, you are still a living being with emotion after all."
The next morning, the depressed young man managed to wake up without getting sick. Well, physically, of course. His mental state would still need more time to recover. At the dining table, the young man had to be fed his breakfast by McQueen.
"No… They're not my parents. My reaction is unfounded. It's illogical for me to feel sad for the parents of a dead man who share the same name as me."
"Trainer, McQueen thought that the Mejiro Family exists here even after knowing that all umamusumes are animals. What you experienced is far more normal compared to us."
"Still… I'm an adult, Rudolf. I shouldn't–"
"Being an adult doesn't mean being emotionless, dear. I've seen plenty of adults cry in my days, and there is nothing wrong with that. Please stay as emotional as you are."
"Don't girls like mysterious guys?"
"That's because we want to dig under their mysteriousness. I can assure you with all of my heart that, even though you are not silently mysterious, you store ten million times more mystery than those types of guys. I find something new from your personality each time we talk."
"I see… So how many babies do you want, McQueen?"
"On second thought, could you listen less to your emotions?"
The young man tries to kiss his legal wife, only for the wife to put her hands on his face and keep him at a distance.
"I'm glad that you're starting to become your usual self, dear. What should we do now? I'm okay with waiting for a week until you're fully recovered."
"No, I don't know the true mechanism of our teleportation, but I don't want to FAFO. The battery for the computer should be full by now. Let's get going ASAP."
"Alright!! I'm ready!!"
"McQueen, can you help me walk to the basement?"
"Okay… Please be careful."
The young man has no visible scar, and yet he still needs his wife to assist him in walking. He can feel his legs shaking with every step he takes, a sign of the mental fatigue the trauma has inflicted on him. If McQueen let him go now, he would wobble all over the place, fall over, and hurt himself.
*Tap*
"Alright, next step."
*Tap*
"Okay…"
*Tap*
Normally, they would blitz through the basement stairs, but the young man's condition makes it so they have to take a solid 5 minutes to travel up and down the stairs.
"Alright… I'm okay… Rudolf, here's what you need to ask the computer."
The young man handed Rudolf a parchment of paper with something written on it. Rudolf read through the text and noticed that it was really similar to what one would ask ChatGPT. It's just that it is heavily detailed with their current condition, what they want to do, how they got where they are now, etc. All the information an LLM needs to answer their question without any space for ambiguity.
"You certainly are something, dear. I'll ask the computer. Miss Mirai, can you please turn it on?"
"Of course!!"
Mirai is extremely happy knowing that she is helping her hero and heroines. Not only that, but she also gets to turn her computer back on after years of emptiness.
As expected of THE Igo Heita, only he is capable of pulling this off. Those stories don't exaggerate his capabilities at all–it's quite the opposite.
*Click* *Hhhuuummmmmmmm*
The machine hums silently to the extent that everyone but Mirai wonders if it's working or not. The young man was about to check the wiring until the screen lit up. Now he knows he has succeeded.
"Greetings, Miss Mirai."
"COMPY!! LONG TIME NO SEE!!!"
"Yes, indeed. It's nice to see that you are doing okay without me. You must have unplugged most of the attachments to run me since I can't detect any of them."
"Ah… Now that you verbalize it, it does sound like the most logical thing I should do, right?"
"You should do…? Then may I assume that this is not your work, Miss Mirai?"
"Yeah!! It's the work of THE GREAT IGO HEITA!!!"
Mirai steps to the side to give the computer a non-obstructed view of the young man.
"Identification in progress… The resemblance level is ninety percent. Are we not in another dimension? Is he not this world's Igo Heita?"
"Well… The funny thing is… Something happened to them that they got transported from our dimension to here!!!"
"Without a device like me?"
"Yeah!! I don't know how, but it seems to have something to do with Stay Gold. But regardless, they are the real deal!! He is the one who brings you back to life!!"
"Rumors do not do justice to your talents, Mister Igo Heita."
"I can assure you, there are no talents involved in whatever I do. Only extreme stubbornness."
"Ah… As foretold in the story. Your stubbornness helped you gain skills and knowledge. Truly a model for people to follow. Do tell me, what can I do for you?"
"Rudolf, give it the paper. Since it can recognize me, I assume you can read just fine."
"Yes, I have been trained to read handwritten text in over fifty languages, especially Japanese, since that is what you most likely will be writing and talking in."
"A fair assumption, but I do write and talk in other languages, you know? Did they not teach you that?"
"Apologies if I offend you, Mister Igo Heita. Indeed, they did. I had not included it in my previous statement as I do not see the value in adding such a statement."
"No, you're right. I was just being an asshole."
"No, that is my fault. As someone who will also be known as the World's Greatest Polyglot, it's only fair that your achievement be mentioned."
"Eeehh!! Why would trainer know that many languages?! You can only talk using one at a time!!"
"It is said that the legend learned languages to hypnotize others into doing what he wanted them to do. People would lower their guard more if they were talking in their mother tongue."
"Yeah… Sounds like what I do."