Chapitre 7: Again.
It has been a week since Akane moved to live in Fumios' House, she liked it here, it was spacious comfortable and there was somebody that loved her like a mother should in it.
All in all, Akane couldn't be happier in the moment. All until that one dreadful day.
"Akane, I must send you to a school."
In that moment the plate with the cookies she held in her hands fell down. Obvious to say the plate shattered.
"Akane! Why did you do that? No, the floor is dirty and I have to clean that."
But apparently Akane already prepared in case for situations like this, from behind the coach she pulled out a mob and floor cleaner, dustpan and broom, prepared to clean that piece of floor till it shined, and she just did that.
"Huh, that happened, well anyways, Akane I must send you to a school!"
Akane threw the cleaning probs into a corner, before she started the argument with her mother.
"But why mom? Why do I have to go to school? Aren't we rich, don't we have the money? Can't you just let me get home schooled? You know how intelligent I am! You said it yourself, I would probably be alright! So why already trying to send me away!"
During that week Fumio already learned how to deal with Akanes' waves of words, the girl might have had a tragic past, but apparently that didn't stop her from being a cute, little, cheerful girl. Fumio was glad for that, glad that her daughter didn't resent all of humanity, which could definitely had happened at some point.
"Look, I know why you don't want to go to school, Akane, and I more than understand why you are so repulsed to try, and we might have money to spare to get you home schooled, but I am worried about your social life, don't you think you need some friends?"
Akane was not in a nice mood upon hearing these words, friends, yeah as if she could find some within the peers of her age, everyone was not even as half as intelligent as her, they hated her, they hated her for being different, they hated her for being nice and kind, they hated her for "butting her nose in other peoples' business", they hated her, because she was better than them and acted all 'nice and pretentious'.
She hated humanity sometimes, more times than not she lay there on the ground, thinking that if she defended herself, these mongrels would be dead in seconds, but she suppressed these emotions, she didn't knew why, but she knew that these weren't "good" emotions, it corrupted her at times and she tried to suppress it.
"Chara, please don't."
She didn't know why she suddenly mumbled these words absentmindedly, but it felt like she had to, as if that was the right thing to do, barely moments later her murderous thought disappeared, as if they were a lie.
"Akane? Did you say something?"
"No, no I didn't! But I will go to school if that's what you want mommy."
Fumio sighed, she didn't want Akane to go to school because of her, but for herself, but she thought that that was a step too much for her, so she just nodded at Akanes' response.
"Come Akane, we have things to prepare for your first day at pre-school.
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Akane stood in front of her class, prim and proper in her uniform, with a shining smile in front of her face, ready to introduce herself, full with energy.
"Hello my name is Seigi Akane, I am three years old, almost four, I am blind so I hope you all will go easy on me, please take care of me!"
Barely after the first period was over...
...Akane was already punched in the face.
"Woah, she really didn't react at all, she really is blind!"
"Yeah, that's so interesting! Think she will see this?!"
Akane was holding her bleeding nose, she didn't had time to use her echolocation to grasp the space, so her face immediately met with the heel of a shoe.
"How funny! Didn't react at all, even though she should have seen it coming after the punch you threw at her!"
"Hey, you think she still going to have that shitty grin on her face if I do that?"
The three bullies continued to torment her, nobody helped her, not even the teacher, she knew, she screamed help more than once already, grasping the environment. And more often than not was the silhouette of an adult, just watching the situation.
Today Akane felt the murderous bloodlust in her again, but she suppressed it, not wanting to cause trouble for her loved ones, so she just resigned to her fate and played ragdoll.
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Fumio felt guilty, guilty for what she had Akane go through again, she chose that school because it had prestige, because it had its name that it should protect, she thought that because the entrance exam was difficult that only smart kids went to that school, making it more civilized.
But apparently, she was wrong, these kids were the same kind of monkeys as the poor, parentless kids were, as they beat Akane in that alley.
Beating someone because they were different, Akane was right about that, but she couldn't let her child just live in her house forever, one day she had to move out, one day she had to take care of herself. That is what Fumio wanted for her child, but apparently her peers couldn't just let her life in peace. Akane was nice, more than what was good for her, but Fumio couldn't destroy that, after all kindness was a good thing.
Fumio arrived at school, where she already saw a waiting Akane, surprisingly Akane didn't look angry, resentful, of anything near such negative emotions.
She just looked a bit...
...salty, that was it, she looked as if she just ate a spoonful of salt, nothing more, nothing less, but there weren't hard feelings or anything like that in her.
"Mommy, I want to change school tomorrow, immediately."
She didn't use any polite words or anything, but she still seemed as if she could be angry.
"Sigh, Akane you are too nice for your own good, you know that?"
"I want to change schools, and maybe after that some donuts, or muffins, or cakes, or maybe a hotdog!"
Fumio chuckled. Her daughter was a true glutton.
"We have Häagen Dazs left, if that is what you want?"
Akane nodded repeatedly, she didn't know why, but she loved the taste of Häagen Dazs. Huh that was probably the authors fault for watching too much "Kara no Kyoukai".
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I mean what?
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Fumio was currently at the mall with her daughter, surprisingly the girl didn't hate being in a crowd of people, she hated it when a crowd of people directly directed their attention to her, but she didn't hate crowds.
The mother-daughter duo was walking around the mall and Akane was a ball of energy that took everything excitedly in.
Finally, at late noon Fumio got to rest, it was incredible what kind of endurance Akane had, despite her inherent weak and frail body, every time Fumio asked her about that she would just reply "it's because the strength of my will" and then walk away.
Akane was currently eating hotdogs, just as Fumio promised her.
"How was your day at school, sweetheart?"
"Mommy, didn't I tell you that I didn't want to be called like that?"
"Then do you have a nickname for my cute daughter, Akane?"
"Muhhhh, you are mean mommy, if you want to call me something than call me cinnamon roll."
Fumio was confused.
"Why cinnamon rolls? For all what I know of, you have never eaten one of those."
"That's a secret mom, and because cinnamon rolls are sweet inwardly and outwardly!"
"Okay, if you want to be called like that, my sweet, sweet, cinnamon roll."
Akane just giggled to the surprise of Fumio
"Let's just go home mommy!"
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Fumio made some calls, she had some connections, and she wanted to have the best tutors of the country to teach her child, after what happened in school, she couldn't let Akane go to another of these hellholes, not yet anyway.
She waited till these children grew up and maybe then send Akane to a school, when the children got more mature, but until then homeschooling it was, but not any sloppy version of she wanted to have the best of the best teach her child, after all the last thing she wanted was for Akane to fall behind.
She was interrupted by her thought again.
"Mommy what are you doing this late in the night? You have that crazy look on your face again!"
"Oh sorry, cinnamon roll, mommy had to do some business, so that's she is still awake, go back to bad again, and sleep, children your age need sleep."
Akane glared at her.
"Don't treat me like one of these stupid cretins, I know what is good for me and bad!"
Fumio just sighed.
"Man, my baby really needs her sleep, else she will be extremely disgruntled, I should remember that."
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Barely any minutes later:
"Wait, she couldn't have!"
Fumio ran into the kitchen, seeing an Akane with an ice cream tub of vanilla Häagen Dazs in her hand.
"Akane what are you doing?"
She opened the tub.
"Are you doing what I think you are doing?"
She rammed a spoon into the ice cream tube.
"Don't you dare Akane!"
"And this, this is bad for me at night."
She said, shoving a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth, running away from her mother.
"Akane come back, so I can punish you!"
"Who would come back after these words?"
"Akane come back, so you can be a good child again!"
"How about, no?"
"One-month snack ban!"
"TTTTOOOOTTTTAAALLLLYYYY WWWOOOORRRRTTTTHHHHH IIIIIITTTTTT!"
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