The beginning is a very delicious time. This every Sister of our Order knows. To begin your training to serve our Mistress you need to learn the pleasure of obedience. Know that our beloved Mistress arrived here on the date of her 21th birthday. And she started this day dominating a female.

Sister Eva, indoctrinational class at the academy

 

It is not every day that someone experiences an existential crisis upon entering a classroom. Extremely rare is even a divine existential crisis. I mean it's not every day that someone like me is suddenly confronted with the fact that God exists. Let alone gods. Plural. As a very down-to-earth, mathematically and scientifically inclined albeit budding engineer, this can lead to a moment or two of confusion. That's confusing to understand? Well, perhaps I should mention first how I came to be in this classroom.

My first names are Laura Dominika. My friends may call me Domino. My girlfriends, or rather sluts, quickly learn that their name for me is Mistress. The reason I stepped into this classroom a few moments ago is because of Keiko. Kinoshita Keiko. I met Keiko a few days ago at the University of Tokyo and - how shall I say it - I celebrated my birthday today with her since yesterday. In bed she is quite vocal and noisy but nothing I didn't get to handle with a nice gag and some ropes.

Shocked? Well, I am a Domme. I decide what happens during sex. Period. Lesbian? Well honestly, I can hunt on both banks of the river but women are just the more attractive sex now. I don't care much what others think about it. Is that clear? Excellent.

What I did at the university? Well I went there for my semester abroad in engineering and my aunt Nadine's friend Kayumi Sakae convinced me that Japan is great. Kind of.

My family? I'm talking incoherent stuff? Hello, existential crisis? Very well - let's start again.

My first names are Laura Dominika. I was born 21 years ago. In Germany.

My parents, Natalie and Sören, got married 22 years ago. My father is a mechanical engineer and my mother is a civil engineer. So you can say that my own inclination was put in my cradle. Or it's in my blood.  The professional inclination, what did you think I was talking about? Quite naughty, little pervert! 

Mom has 2 sisters. Natasha and Nadine. It is not very important but the three are triplets. But you may have noticed the names? Meanwhile I can distinguish them well but it comes again and again to sometimes very interesting mistakes. But as aunt Nadine always says: What happens in the family - stays in the family!

Aunt Nadine and Sakae met 25 years ago. During the grape harvest on my mother's side of the family's vineyard. Nadine took over the winery at that time because my mother was still studying and was the only one interested in continuing the family tradition.

Aunt Natasha married her husband Sasha one year after my parents. Uncle Sasha runs a small brewery in our area. The profession - cough - of my Aunt Natasha is special. I'll give you two clues: She wears tight-fitting leather and cracks the whip. Got it?

So my growing up has been quite colorful and interesting. Everything that had to do with school and learning like science, math, all that comes easy to me. Ok, maybe it's also because I remember everything. A girl just has her tricks. So school was easy. Except for the quite frequent visits of my parents to the school administration. Teachers take it surprisingly personally when you make their mistakes obvious in front of the whole class. And to be honest - I'm a bully. I have always liked to dominate others and push them around. However, I quickly learned that it was much more fun to toy other bullies and stronger people. What has led to the fact that I usually had a group of girls as an entourage who have sought shelter with me. Puzzled me quite at that time. Maybe it's because I'm quite possessive. And I do not share.

My childhood was cool. Mom and Dad opened up the world of engineering to me and I was allowed to tinker, repair and build all kinds of machines. I grew and pressed wine at Aunt Nadine's house. I was also able to learn how to distill all kinds of, let's say, very highly concentrated beverages. All purely for science, of course! Experimentally finding out the boiling points of different alcohols. You get the idea. Somewhere I even still have all the stuff for the pretend school project so my parents didn't notice anything. Everyone knows that Germany is famous for beer. Uncle Sasha is a special beer brewer. He is constantly experimenting and tinkering with his recipes, brew kettles and processes. For my 16th birthday party, we brewed 10 different beers together. I got a case of each beer. What can I say. Years later, that party was still talked about. Infamous among parents but revered by my guests. And the best thing was we didn't have to ask anyone for permission. Perfectly legal.

There are many good brewers and many good winemakers. Both together in one family? Well I don't know of another.

Saying goes: beer and wine, do not match. Funnily enough, this works quite well for us. Whereby many arguments were exchanged over a few glasses. Cheers!

Both of my parents are very normal. If you ignore the fact that they are both deeply on the geek side of life. A bit prudish and uptight in social matters but anything that goes with technology or science? Really cool.

You noticed that both my aunts are a bit kinky? Possibly, but really only possibly I tell you, my aunts might have rubbed off on me.

The alternative would be that it's genetic. Take your pick.

The fact is, after my 16th birthday, when my parents tried to explain the "bees and flowers" to me - geek & prude you know - my aunts expanded my horizons of experience extensively.

Mom and dad were not thrilled but made a good face to the evil game. In the end.

Until I graduated from school, I was quite experimental with my lovers. No matter whether boys or girls. However, sex was always my first priority and I left behind a lot of broken hearts.

So you could say with a clear conscience: I am a slut. Fortunately, when I started to act out my dominant tendencies, Aunt Natasha took me aside.

We made a deal that after I came of age she would teach me the basics and finer aspects of her profession. Aunt Natasha made me swear that my training with her must remain secret.

She had no desire to let my mother grill and interrogate her again for two days on the grate. I did not want to imagine afterwards what I would have to suffer if that should come out. A week?

Sounds quite twisted so far? German girl with brains, engineer geek, Domme, grew up with beer and wine in the family? Everyday life for me.

Before I started my studies, I did six months of voluntary military service. In Germany, this is officially considered a "special civic commitment."

Before reunification, military service was mandatory, but nowadays it's the exception. Depending on the political view, serving in the military is considered frowned upon.

So why was I in the forces? Exactly family tradition. Whereby it is actually only the tradition on my father's side. Dad is to blame. Oddly enough, my superiors were both trying to get me to extend my service time and hoping to get rid of me quickly.

I suppose my playing around with military equipment had supporters and objectors. Some of my fellow recruits looked at me with genuine admiration. And the instructors with panic. Either way, I had not planned a career in the armed forces and left the troops again after my military service.

My engineering studies were in a word - awesome! So much to learn! All my dreams had come true. The only thing missing was orgasms at every machine we built. Geek - you know the drill.

Of course, I couldn't neglect my party life. It's almost a universal truth: girls want to have fun in college, too. My first threesome is a memory that still warms my heart.

I could have graduated early if Sakae hadn't suggested I spend a semester abroad. Expand your horizons as they say.

When Aunt Nadine brought up Tokyo, I was skeptical at first.  Why? How shall I say, my understanding of the Japanese language is rather rudimentary. I could memorize the characters relatively easily - simple memorization for me.

Understanding, on the other hand, is a really tough nut to crack. Not to mention speaking and listening. In the end, it was exactly the high difficulty that was the deciding factor. Jump into the cold water and start swimming or sink.

To be honest I only just passed my "Japanese Language Proficiency Test". The rest of my scores and the EJU were apparently good enough to wave me through. However, there were a few moments when Sakae behaved quite suspiciously. Better not to ask.

On the first day at the university, I met Keiko. What can I say. Keiko is exactly what I am aiming for. Sweet, lips to kiss and her head turns bright red every time I whisper a naughty insinuation in her ear. Yummi!

I had sworn to get her into my bed. Even if I had to use dirty tricks to do it. Well I'm not a nice girl if that's what you were thinking. However, Keiko was more than willing to comply with my wishes after the first sake. Not for God's sake, uneducated cretin. The rice liquor.

It was quite a satisfying start of my birthday for me.

The morning after began extremely pleasantly. At least for me. Waking up next to a naked and bound beauty like Keiko has a great appeal. However, it also initiated my existential crisis.

Keiko had a meeting with her sister this morning. My Japanese is not yet good enough to understand everything, but basically it was about a package her sister urgently needed and Keiko was supposed to bring her this morning. At least that was the plan if she hadn't been tied up and gagged in my bed.

After some begging, I "let myself be persuaded" to bring the package to her sister in her place. The blush as I squeezed the promise from her to prove her "gratitude" later was worth it to play postal carrier.

With a quick detour to the shower and closet and my backpack with the stuff for today's internship and the package, we parted at the door.

The address of Kawaijuku Ikebukuro South in Toshima was roughly on my way to the Todai campus. It was not easy to find out the classroom of Enko, Keiko's sister. It must not have been teaching time yet otherwise I probably wouldn't have been let through.

My existential crisis begins 5 seconds after I enter the classroom. 20 Japanese middle school students look at me half astonished half expectant as my greeting is abruptly interrupted. A low grumble quickly becomes a stronger and stronger vibration.

All at once everything goes black. Then we are all standing in a white room and a text box appears before my inner eyes. Suspiciously similar to an RPG. In Japanese characters.

皆さんへの温かい歓迎の言葉です。¹Feel free to try your luck. Or just wait until next chapter.

皆さんはこれから始まる地震で命を落としていたでしょう。

異世界に転生することになりましたことをお知らせいたします!

私たちはマロンデという名のこの世界の神々です。

そう、この異世界には剣と魔法があります。そこでの戦いで経験値を得てレベルアップすることができます。

あなた方20人の学生は、男たちの王国の英雄として儀式で召喚されます。

新しい生活を少しでも楽にするために、各人には私たちから特別な能力が与えられます。

スタート時の属性は前世に基づいている。強い人はSTRを多く、知的な学生はINTを多く得る。そんな感じですね 全てが公平だ

 

特別ボーナスとして、お一人お一人に、今までの人生で築いてきたものはもちろんのこと、現時点でお持ちのすべてのアイテムの「棚卸し」をお渡しします。

 

努力してください！」とのこと。

さようなら、さようなら。

I have no idea what that means exactly. However, I immediately had a very bad feeling. I wouldn't like that in the least. Especially since the 20 youngsters disappeared the moment the stunned silence ended.

(転送)

I am now standing alone in a room and I can hear several voices. What is said I can understand only in fragments. Someone is speaking to me:

うーん、何だろう？あなたは誰ですか？外国人か？なんだかここではめちゃくちゃなことになっているな。外国人がこの異世界に来てはいけない。俺たちは神だ

ああ、あなたは私を理解していないように見えます。あなたの言葉を学ぶ時間がないの。大丈夫だよ。

私はあなたとどうすればいいの？英雄にはなれない まあ、それがどうしたって 特別な能力を得られないだけだ。代わりに称号を与えよう それで十分だ

さらばだ！

 

醜いな こういうのには悪役の称号が相応しいと思います。

I only understood: gaijin, kami, isekai, yuusha, title and villain.

Gaijin? Really now, just rude!²I suggest, you take a look at the glossar.

By the sound of that it´s obvious. I AM in deep shit.

You ask again why I have an existential crisis?

1. I am probably dead. Some of?
2. There are gods. Having the proof right in front of me for a scientifically educated, budding engineer who doesn't believe in God or even gods in the plural is a little hard immediately to accept.
3. There is obviously a heaven for japanese middle school students.
4. For some hair-raising reason, I also ended up in that heaven. Damn it, if I'm going to a heaven, why not Valhalla?
5. If I'm unlucky, all kinds of clichés will be lived out in this isekai heaven. And I'm probably the doomed villainess.

I guess I have every right to go through an existential crisis.

My sudden realization of what Schrödinger's cat might have felt doesn't help a bit.

If this is Limbo, what happens if someone opens the box? Am I dead then? Or alive? Ugh, I'm getting a headache.

At least truck-kun didn't get me. That would be too embarrassing.

(転送)

The next thing I see are the 20 teenagers in a room with several knights in metal armor and an older man in robes talking at us in some foreign language.

スキル: 学んだ言語 Moldan

Everyone turns in my direction and looks at me.

 

I'm soooo deep in the shit.

 

³I love Germoney but Reichstangle rulez! ⁴See the origins of some quotes in the glossary