I genuinely admire protagonists who are reincarnated into fantasy otherworlds.

Because they're living in a world without Twi—the internet, you know?

It's not about training or excelling with cheat powers; it's simply amazing that they're just alive.

I just want to die already.

Why? —Because there's no Twitter in a fantasy otherworld!

You can't just easily check your followers' casual tweets on your smartphone, or find out what's trending from retweets, right?

No, I truly respect them... protagonists who can live without Twitter.

You're probably thinking there are joys unique to another world, right?

Like fighting, food, or romance?

Well, in my case, I don't have a physical body... I came to this otherworld like a ghost, so I don't have any of that either.

For reasons, I can't move freely, so I can't even go sightseeing.

Besides, isn't sightseeing perfectly fine just by following followers' tweets or looking at retweeted photos on Twitter?

Twitter really is the best, after all.

...Oh, did you just think, 'If it doesn't exist, just make it'?

I thought about it a little too.

But seriously, this world doesn't even have horse-drawn carriages, let alone electricity, and no wells, let alone running water.

How do they get water without wells, you ask?

Well, that's where magic comes in.

Apparently, all humans can use water magic, so they never have trouble with drinking water.

Also, there's 'information magic' like telepathy and translation spells, but on the other hand, printing technology hasn't developed.

Man, that's so unscientific...

If you calmly think about it, trying to create the internet with the technological capabilities of this fantasy otherworld, getting everyone worldwide to have smartphones and use Twitter—that would take hundreds of years, wouldn't it?

First, electricity, right?

I think light bulbs became practical around 1870... so about 150 years, huh? Sorry, I exaggerated a bit.

But I can't wait that long, and I'm bored to death; I want Twitter right now.

...So, with this body that isn't even allowed to sleep, I tried talking to the air, to my imaginary followers... what do you think, followers?

...Ugh, what am I even doing?

Anyway, this girl isn't waking up at all.

She's my only conversational partner, so I wish she'd wake up soon...

...Ugh, somehow, can't I just take the easy way out, cheat, and get Twitter made in this fantasy otherworld right now~~~!!!