Nesia-chan Is Not Indonesia!

Nesia-chan’s Side Diary No. 3: Nesia is Nesia! Not Indonesia! The more I learned about Indonesia, the more I started to feel like this world was teasing me. There were simply too many coincidences between me and this country! I had died in my old world and somehow transmigrated to Indonesia. My name, Nesia, was part of the name Indonesia. My birthday was August seventeenth, which was also Indonesia’s Independence Day. And when I was turning 18, Indonesia was celebrating 81 years of independence. The numbers were even reversed! My first friend in this world, Karta, excitedly told me that I must be some kind of main character, just like in a manga. I still did not really know what manga meant, but if it was something like the main character in a fairy tale, then... Well, that really did sound like a main character! Maybe I really am one…!? That thought actually made me feel excited too. But then Karta wondered if I might actually be the incarnation of Indonesia itself. Huh…? What does that even mean? How could a whole country become a girl like me? She pointed at my red hair and said it was just like the top half of Indonesia’s flag. But red hair was common in my old world! If anything, black hair like Karta’s was much rarer there! Then she pointed at my hairpin. The letters “ID” were Indonesia’s abbreviation. My hand immediately reached up to touch it and I felt a little sad for a moment. This hairpin was the only one my late parents had ever given me… It was precious to me. It was a memento of them, not some mysterious clue left by destiny! That did not make me a country! I was not some country turned into a person! Really! No matter how many strange coincidences there were, I was still just myself. Those coincidence things did not decide who I was! I puffed my cheeks and protested with all my heart. “Nesia is Nesia! Indonesia is Indonesia! I’m not Indonesia!”