Otsuka Katsuo was convinced he was born for greatness. A twenty-year-old from Kyoto, he saw signs of destiny everywhere: a childhood best friend next door, the perfect anime-protagonist cssroom seat, and a knack for science that nded him in a prestigious university. Humble, kind, and painfully shy, Katsuo was the quintessential hero-in-waiting, saving coins for a future he’d dreamed up from countless anime binges.

  But fate had other pns. One night, a drunken saryman stumbled into him, pushing him under a speeding train. As his soul floated above Kyoto, Katsuo mourned the life he’d barely lived—except for that stash of risqué magazines his family would soon discover.

  A radiant seal, pulsing with strange symbols, zoomed toward him in a rainbow-streaked void. His heart soared—this was his big break, his isekai moment! But a cluster of American satellites, chasing “reliable” internet, disrupted the magic. The seal veered off, missing Katsuo and nding in the soul of a baffled electrician from Saratov, hovering over his lifeless body on a worn-out couch.

  Katsuo? He drifted to his next life, destined for zy days and pampering as a Persian cat in Omsk. Not a bad deal.

  This story, though, follows the electrician.