The fatal man - Chapter 0
The unrelenting summer sun beat down on me. The large screen displayed a temperature of thirty-nine degrees Celsius, the hottest day of the year so far. Sales calls on a day like this were torture. What made it worse was that I had been working all night for the past three days and was incredibly sleep-deprived. I only had myself to blame for landing a job at such a dreadful company. My life had been ordinary enough before this. I had goofed off in college and landed a job at a black company, a common occurrence in Japan these days. My parents had already passed away, and I had no relatives to rely on. Consequently, I couldn’t quit my job. The pay was low, and I had no savings. I couldn’t even look for a new job because I was too busy with my current one.
“I’m screwed…”
I thought groggily, my mind clouded by lack of sleep. Maybe that was why I didn’t notice the screams around me. By the time I realized something was wrong, my body had been crushed and mangled.
“Tru…ck…”
The front of a truck was right in front of my face. Inside, I could see the motionless body of the driver.
It finally dawned on me that I had been hit by a truck and pinned between it and the wall of a building. But I couldn’t feel any pain anymore.
“Well… I guess it… can’t be helped…”
I slowly closed my eyes.
“I’m going to… sleep for a long… time…”
And with that, I fell into a slumber that ended my life.
…Or so I remembered.
“What a… lousy life that was…”
That was the first thought that came to mind when I recalled my past life. It had been such a miserable existence.
“Ouch!”
My head throbbed. I looked around, trying to orient myself. I was in an unfamiliar place, but I knew where I was—a hospital. I had been lying in a hospital bed this whole time.
The reason I was here was because I had fallen down the stairs at school. I had slipped and lost my footing.
Well, I had regained the memories of my previous life, but that didn’t mean I had lost the memories of this life. So, I must have fallen down the stairs, hit my head, and regained my memories. What a strange thing to happen…
But my previous life had been so miserable. Was it because I hadn’t studied hard enough? Or had I simply not put in enough effort? Thinking about it now, I’m no better in this life. But I think it’s because of the world I live in now.
In this world, men are scarce, and they are treated far better than they ever were in my previous life. How scarce are they? Well, there are about twenty times as many women as men. …I never thought about it before, but it’s a wonder the human race hasn’t gone extinct. And this number seems to be growing larger when compared to historical data.
Because of this, men have been protected and given generous welfare benefits since ancient times, allowing them to live without working. There’s even a saying that goes, “If you’re born a man, you’ve won life.” As a result, men are spoiled rotten and tend to develop a condescending attitude toward women.
In fact, I used to have a terrible personality. Now that I remember my past life, I realize that I never called my mother “Mom.” I always called her “Hey” or “What’s up?”
“Unbelievable.”
I couldn’t help but say it out loud. …I need to change my ways. My current self, with my old-world values, is simply unacceptable. My parents in my previous life died before I graduated college, so I never got to repay them for raising me. I want to be a good son to my parents in this life.
I also need to study harder. I want to go to a top-tier university this time, not a third-rate one. That will increase my chances of getting a good job. Even if I can get money from the government, I don’t want to be unemployed…
Most men in this world don’t work. They live off government support and handouts from women. If I hadn’t regained my memories, I would have never worked either. But now, the thought of being unemployed terrifies me…
Finally, there’s the matter of women… This world is strangely similar to my previous life in some ways. They have the same electronic devices, like computers and smartphones, and they eat the same kinds of food. To put it bluntly, it’s more like I’ve been reborn into a parallel world than a completely different one. Of course, the names of the countries are completely different…
The biggest differences are the gender ratio, the colors of people’s hair, and the average attractiveness of women! Hair comes in all sorts of colors, from the usual black and blonde to pink and green. Some people even have rainbow-colored hair.
And then there’s the average attractiveness of women. It’s abnormally high. No, I never noticed it before, but now that I remember my previous life, I can say it with confidence.
This world is full of beautiful women! Of course, there are cute girls, pretty girls, and so on, but overall, their physical appearance is stunning. I think it’s because only beautiful women have been chosen by men since ancient times. I believe that this fierce competition for survival has led to the selection of people with superior physical traits, and this has continued to the present day.
…But if that’s the case, then men should also be good-looking. But for some reason… there aren’t that many good-looking men. I wonder why? Well, whatever. After all, I’m very good-looking. Even compared to the beautiful women in this world, my appearance is outstanding.
…Well, that’s why I used to look down on everyone, both men, and women. By the way, here’s what I said during my self-introduction in middle school:
“You’re all so ugly. If you smeared horse dung on your faces, you might look a little better.”
Can you believe that? I said that. I bet you think I’m a narcissist. It’s shocking, right!
More than anything, I didn’t introduce myself, I just insulted them. I was so arrogant that I even used polite language to insult them!
But even a loser with middle school syndrome like me is treated like a big shot just because I’m a man. Frankly, this world is an easy mode for men. You can get money without doing anything and be pampered by women.
However, that’s why! You have to make an effort to get a better life and a better partner!
I understand working hard for a better life. All you have to do is study hard, get into a good company, or start your own business. …But what do you do to get a better partner? Skin care? Fashion research? Or maybe cooking and other homely things?
… … Well, it’s probably all correct, but there’s something more important than that.
It’s your demeanor! You need the skill to flirt with the opposite sex and play them around your finger.
Yes, I had them in my previous life too! There were women who played men around their fingers and made them dance to their tune with their flirtatious attitudes!
And they were always after rich and handsome men.
That woman was called:
“A femme fatale”
I don’t need to be that, but
“A fatal man”