Chapter 430 Death?

The rewind of time seemed to have gone awry. Out of billions of people, one fat otaku had been pushed a few days past the normal rewind point.

He opened his eyes, clueless.

What he saw was familiar, yet it absolutely should not have been there—a coffee shop.

A few solitary individuals sat by the window seats, with sparse chairs and half-hearted decorative potted plants on the windowsills. The late summer sun shone through the glass, stubbornly radiating warmth before dusk.

The sweet scent of cakes around him had faded considerably. There was no Xiao Nan, no Jingjing, no Yumeiko, and certainly no cousin.

All this was how the coffee shop had looked before its renovation.

The fat otaku abruptly cast his gaze toward the clock on the wall, and beside its hands was today's date.

Two years ago!

His brain exploded with a boom, and for a moment, he even thought he had gone mad from isolation in that little cabin, seeing hallucinations, so he gave himself a harsh slap.