By effectively combining four types of drugs into a single cocktail, I was promised the ultimate trip, one that even illegal drugs couldn’t touch. With a hard thrust, as if riding a rocket ship, I was shot into the far reaches of outer space. Time stopped entirely. Space began to warp thoroughly. My physical body disappeared.

“This is no good, Satou. I found out something terrible! I’ve had an epiphany!” Yamazaki declared. “This is really, really bad!”

I tried to say something, but my mouth wouldn’t work.

Yamazaki was getting agitated. “Are you listening? Listen closely: This is a really bad thing!”

As there was nothing else I could do, I listened closely.

Pulling himself to his full height and wearing the largest grin imaginable, Yamazaki said, “I was able to logically prove that I am the monotheistic God who created the cosmos!”

I died.

Then, I came back to life.

“Please watch, and I’ll clean up your room now, using my superpowers.” Yamazaki pointed his finger at the rubbish scattered about the floor and screamed, “Move!”

Naturally, the rubbish did not so much as twitch.

“Hey! I’m ordering you! Why are you resisting me?” Yamazaki fumed.

Observing this situation, I felt something rise up inside of me. It was a strange sensation, bubbling up from the very depths of my body. Folding my arms, I thought carefully about this feeling. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I realized what it was. I know, this is…

It was nausea! I was attacked by violent nausea. I tried to dash to the bathroom, but the path there was challenging. My legs wouldn’t move forward. The hall seemed to have stretched into a fifteen hundred foot tunnel. The bathroom was so far away. Would I make it? Could I get to the bathroom before spraying vomit everywhere?

I’ll be fine. Calm down.

Yamazaki had just said it. He had said, “I am God.”

But I knew. I knew that his words were completely mistaken. How did I know? Because I was God! I had confirmed that truth just a moment earlier, using a thoroughly logical thought process.

I would definitely make it in time. I am God. I will make it to the bathroom in time.

I made it.

Prostrating myself before the toilet, I threw up. Afterward, I felt much better. Then, I became energetic. I was enjoying myself. Skipping slowly back into the room, I found Yamazaki squatting there, still grinning.

“It’s no good. Elementary students are no good.” Muttering under his breath, he looked like he was thinking of something criminal.

For some reason, his situation triggered an extreme sense of déjà vu. This sort of thing has happened before, hasn’t it…? While I thought about it, ten consecutive aggressive feelings of déjà vu suddenly hit me. Everything I was looking at had happened before.