The moment I opened my eyes, something felt wrong.

...Where is this?

I mutter to myself. I'm surrounded by walls and bars made of unfamiliar materials. The construction is somewhat inorganic and strangely well-made.

(...Looks kind of futuristic.)

When I lightly touch it with my finger, a cold sensation returns. At that moment, a single conviction comes to mind.

(Ah, yep. I've definitely been reincarnated.)

I accept it with strange ease.

No way, seriously?

I laugh lightly while sorting out the situation. For now—

I'm definitely locked up, aren't I?

I look around. It's a complete jail cell. However, my clothes are clean. No injuries.

(Which means they haven't done anything to me yet.)

Thinking that far, I suddenly look next to me. Another cell.

...Wait.

A figure in the corner of my vision. The cell next door.

...Wait a sec.

Looking closely, there's someone else. And that vibe.

(Don't they look like they're on the enemy side?)

The clothes, the air about them, it feels familiar somehow.

(So that means this place... is a jail in the Protagonist's base?)

The situation starts to piece together.

Heh...

I mutter, sounding somewhat amused, when suddenly—

—Tap. A small footstep echoes. It sounds exceptionally clear in the quiet hallway.

...Someone's coming?

I turn my gaze in that direction.

(Is it one of the protagonist's people...)

Or.

(Maybe the enemy side came to rescue this villain-looking guy next to me?)

I think lightly about such things while waiting for the figure to appear.

And then—seeing the figure that emerged.

...Huh?"

My thoughts come to a halt. Standing there was—Guest. For a moment, my brain can't process it.

(No, wait... wait, that's my fave!)

A few seconds later, reality catches up.

...Whoa, for real?

The voice that leaked out was a mix of surprise and—obvious excitement.