《Save File Corrupted – Reincarnated Into a Bishojo Game and They All Want Me Dead》


 PROLOGUE — [PLAYER 2: INITIATED]

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    ¡°I died screaming at an anime figure, naked, drunk, and alone.


    Some guys get heaven.


    I got cherry blossoms and fake-ass smiles.¡±


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    Takashi Hoshino, 28. NEET. Addicted to porn, gacha games, and rageposting.


    Last seen screaming about a broken limited edition figurine of "Mikako Asakura" on stream before collapsing in a puddle of spilled instant curry and gin.


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    APARTMENT ¨C NIGHT


    A trash den. Walls covered in bishojo game posters, pizza boxes forming a modern art installation, and a plastic ¡°Mikako Asakura ¨C Cherry Kiss Edition¡± figure on his desk¡­ cracked.


    TV blares soft moaning from an idle hentai VN.


    TAKASHI (slurring):


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    "How the fuck¡­ how the ACTUAL FUCK¡­ do you snap a collectible arm in bubble wrap?! You know what I paid for you?!"


    He grabs the figure.


    Stares.


    Throws it.


    Trips.


    Hits the corner of his desk. Skull cracks. Blood spills into half-eaten yakisoba.


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    You have died.


    But you already knew that, didn¡¯t you?


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    SAKURA HIGH COURTYARD ¨C MORNING


    Pink blossoms swirl in the air. Chimes play. A bird chirps just right.


    Takashi wakes up on a school bench. Clean clothes. Trimmed nails. No hangover.


    Camera angle: perfect tilt-up with bloom filter.


    Takes him all of five seconds to figure it out.


    TAKASHI (whispers):


    ¡°¡­No.


    No fucking way.¡±


    A cheerful voice hits his eardrums like a shotgun blast of sugar:


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    ¡°Mr. Sasaki! You¡¯re spacing out again!¡±


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    Cue: Kana Aoi ¨C the Childhood Friend


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    <li>Ponytail. Toast-in-mouth energy.</li>


    <li>She¡¯s holding a perfectly wrapped bento.</li>


    <li>And her smile flickers¡ªjust once.</li>


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    [AUTOPLAY ENGAGED]


    [BAD END FLAG SET: ¡°PEEPING INCIDENT¡±]


    [SKIP?] ¨C [DISABLED]


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    Takashi looks around.


    NPC students loop animations.


    Dialogue boxes appear before he speaks.


    He checks his reflection in a nearby window:


    Mr. Sasaki.


    The middle-aged, pervy gym teacher who dies in most routes.


    He¡¯s not the hero. He¡¯s not the rival.


    He¡¯s the joke.


    TAKASHI:


    ¡°Oh, you¡¯ve gotta be shitting me.¡±


    ¡°Welcome back, Player 2.¡±


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 CHAPTER 1 — BENEATH THE BLOSSOMS

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    "If I¡¯m just a mob character,


    why do I remember dying?"


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    SAKURA HIGH ¨C FIRST PERIOD


    Takashi sits at his desk, surrounded by vibrant 2D girl tropes and stock-classmate #22, who keeps blinking out of sync.


    He taps the desk. No sound.


    Tries to stand early before the bell rings¡ªhis body doesn¡¯t move.


    The bell chimes. Now he can move.


    GAME MECHANIC LOCKED:


    ¡ú [Movement permissions tied to in-game event triggers]


    TAKASHI:


    ¡°Great. Not only am I the creepy teacher, I¡¯m on fucking rails.¡±


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    Morning Meeting ¨C Teachers¡¯ Lounge


    Dialogue plays like a visual novel:


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    ¡°Don¡¯t forget the Cultural Festival, everyone!¡±


    ¡°Please don¡¯t flirt with students again, Sasaki-sensei~ haha!¡±


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    MC tries to go off-script. Respond with sarcasm.


    Instead, his mouth moves on its own.


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    "Haha! Of course not, I¡¯d never do anything inappropriate!"


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    TAKASHI (internally):


    ¡°Fuck. It¡¯s like being trapped in a dating sim for sociopaths.¡±


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    AFTERNOON: Locker Room Event Begins


    He remembers it:


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    <li>Kana changes in the gym.</li>


    <li>Mr. Sasaki gets caught ¡°peeping.¡±</li>


    <li>Cue death by shovel to the face from Ayaka.</li>


    <li>Scene restarts.</li>


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    He tries to escape.


    Scene railroads him.


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    ¡°Maybe you should change here in the gym... I won¡¯t peek. Promise.¡±


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    TAKASHI:


    ¡°No, no, NO¡ªdammit, that¡¯s not me talking!¡±


    LOCKER ROOM:


    He closes his eyes.


    The door creaks open anyway.


    A scream.


    [BAD END TRIGGERED]


    Silhouette of Ayaka appears.


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    ¡°Degenerate trash.¡±


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    Smash cut: Blood. Screen goes black.


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    GAME OVER. RELOADING...


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    SAKURA HIGH COURTYARD ¨C RESET


    Same cherry blossoms.


    Same breeze.


    Same bento.


    But this time...


    Kana¡¯s eyes linger. Too long.


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    ¡°You finally came back¡­


    I was so lonely without you, Sasaki-sensei.¡±


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    TAKASHI (shaking):


    ¡°¡­You remember.¡±


    Her smile widens.


    [SYSTEM MESSAGE DETECTED: PLAYER 2 ACTIVE]


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    Welcome to Cherry Kiss: Love Eternal (Glitched).


    You may not survive this version.


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