Sasuke is a young literature teacher who starts teaching at a new school and, shortly afterwards to his unhappiness falls in love with a student. The Uchiha finds himself increasingly trapped by the fact, until he begins a strange friendship with the cheerful history teacher and manages to hold his attention inexplicably. * Credits to the image creator

Next day 

Nishant got up a little late as the classes did not start until 10am that day. He slowly got ready and came out for breakfast. Sheela was doing something in the kitchen when Nishant entered. 

"Amma, you did not wake me up today! You always bang on my door when I sleep till 8. But what happened today?" 

Sheela continued her work as though she did not hear Nishant. 

"Are you still angry?" Nishant asked her as he hugged her. "My darling amma, you can't stay angry with your only son you know!" 

Sheela struggled out of his hug and gave him a nasty look. 

"Don't try to play nice. You are an adult now and you don't need your mother anymore. Why don't you ask your Shradha to wake you up in the morning. " 

"Oh come on amma. Not again! Won't you give some nice food for your hungry son. I am late for college. " 

"There is upma on the dining table. Take and eat." Sheela ignored Nishant again. 

"Upma!!?? Why amma.. you know I hate upma." Nishant started complaining. 

"This is what you are getting. Eat if you want or feel free to go out for breakfast. After all you can take decisions on your own." Sheela did not leave any chance to use Nishant's own words against him. 

"You know you are acting like a child right now. Fine, I tried my best. You do whatever you want and I will also do the same."

Nishant ate breakfast with great difficulty and left for college, leaving irritated mother behind. 

In the Evening: 

Shradha was waiting for Nishant at their usual place in the campus. She had been thinking about their relationship since yesterday and she felt the need to speak to Nishant about her thoughts. He was at Lit club meeting and it was almost time for the meeting to get over. Soon Nishant walked towards Shradha with a big smile. 

"Have you been waiting for a long time? I thought you will take time to finish your work in the lab." 

"No. I came only few minutes back. How was the meeting? " 

"Oh ok. Meeting was good. They give me some more articles to write. The seniors were planning to host a short story writing competition and they wanted me to participate. They said next year I will be organizing most of these events and I wont get a chance to participate. So they told me to register for all the events this year. And also they told me that my writing has gotten so much better in just a few months. So they want me to try fiction writing. I think I need to start thinking about story ideas now." 

"Wow, that's great. You seem really happy." 

"I am really excited! I never thought I would be the writer type of guy, but here I am enjoying writing and thinking of inspirations and ideas!"

"Yea. I also never thought I would be one of those students who use lab after classes and work on personal projects! But here I am, thinking about learning more about coding !" 

"I know right! We both changed a lot! A lot of people believe that it's because of our friendship, including my mom."

Shradha was surprised to hear that. "Your mom?"

"Yea. But she thinks we are more than friends and your influence on me is quite strong. Hahaha I don't know what to tell her! She was even saying that she doesn't want you as daughter-in-law." Nishant started laughing thinking about his mother's words. He  explained what had happened at home yesterday. 

Shradha felt that this was the right time to bring up the topic that had been bothering her.

****Ongoing re-write****


‘Agar Tum Saath Ho’ means ‘If you are with me’ in Hindi. These simple words could explain how shradha felt about Nishant. He was her sole source of energy; He was the only person who could sense her emotional distress and calm her down easily. He was her best friend, her guide, and also whoever she wanted him to be. To Nishant, Shradha was like a breath of fresh air. She always pushed him beyond his comfort level and helped him rediscover himself. She was his strength and also his weakness. 

Shradha was the girl who was considered as ‘bad influence’, while Nishant was the ‘good guy’, who was role model to many students and even parents. They had nothing in common except for the fact that both of them were lonely and maybe a little broken. 

Nishant and Shradha came together by coincidence. Their relationship started with simple friendship, which slowly grew into strong bond. He could show his silliness only in front of her while she could afford to show her real self only to him. Despite constant opposition from their family, Shradha and Nishant had continued to be ‘best friends’ and nothing else. 
They were each others ‘first’ in many things and even when the whole world could see how they were already in relationship, Nishant and Shradha could not see the obvious.
When they finally realized they have been in love the whole time, all it took was changing the status on social media.

****

[6 years later]
It's early in the morning and there were small rays of light flashing through the window. One could see a 6-year-old boy sleeping peacefully in a small bed hugging a pillow with a small drool leaking out from the corner of his mouth.
He had short brown hair with soft white skin glowing along with the flicker of the lights.  The boy slowly opened his eyes revealing two dark black eyes. This boy was none other than Issei Hyoudou, previously known as Jack.
It's been 6 years since he was brought into this world. His control over chakra and elements has been growing exponentially. He could use all five types of elements now.
It's already been two years since his 4th birthday. He had started training his body according to the manual and he has seen a significant rise in his power but he still had yet to awaken his Sharingan. There was no use of stressing about it.
After a long yawn, Issei got up from his bed and looked around his room. It was a small room with a single bed, a computer desk with a computer and a small cupboard.
Even though it was smaller than his room in a previous life, he was very much enjoying this life. He now had his parents since birth who showered him with all their love as their only child. He also found out why Issei in anime was such a big pervert. It so turns out that his mother and father were both big perverts.
My father will always read adult magazines and my mother would just tease him with dirty talks early in the morning. But all in all, it was a happy family.
He then started his exercises that consist of push-ups, sit-ups, and other training regimes along with boxing moves to make his body flexible even if he adds muscle.
After his exercise was completed, he then went to 2 km run outside.
After returning home, he went to the only bathroom on the house where he was welcomed by a hot bath already prepared for him. 
*Flashback*
It was his 4th birthday that day when he for the first time woke up at 6 AM and went to bath. His parents were so surprised that they thought he was sick.
"Are you okay Issei? Why did you wake up early? Are you Uncomfortable?" asked his mother worriedly
It was a pleasant feeling seeing someone worry for him. He shook his head and said "I am a fine mom. I have decided that I will start exercising every morning from today onwards so I woke up early today"
"Why do you want to exercise all of a sudden? Did something happen? Did someone bully you in school?" asked his mother again furrowing her eyebrows
"Nothing happened mom and no one bullies me so you shouldn't worry too much about it. I just wanted to exercise so that I can have a healthy and strong body" He said helplessly
 "Are you sure about this son?" asked my father
"Yes" I replied 
Seeing that I was not going to back down "Shh, It's fine as long as you don't overexert yourself" said my father helplessly
"Enough with that, Happy birthday Issei. I have prepared your favorite chicken sandwich for today. Come to the dining room after bath okay" said my mother excitedly
"Happy birthday from me too my son" wished my father happily
That day was the beginning of my training to reach the highest point that my power allows.
*Flashback ends*
Thinking about his birthday he smiled and walked in the bathtub which was since then prepared for him to take bath at this time every morning daily.
His muscles were starting to create well-defined lines and light muscle could be seen. After a well-deserved bath, he went towards the dining room where he could see his father concentrating on photos of ladies in bikini and giggling while his mother was preparing breakfast while humming to herself.
After entering the dining room, I greeted them saying "Good morning mother, good morning father"
"Good morning Issei. Wait a few minutes, the breakfast is almost ready" said his mother
"Good morning son. Finished your exercise" asked his father
"Yes. Dad I just finished my exercise" he answered
"Don't try too hard son. It's fine to rest once in a while" said his father
"It's fine dad. I have been feeling great since I started doing these exercises." He answered
"That's good then," said his father and again concentrated on the magazine on his hand
After a few minutes, he had breakfast and got ready to go to school.
He went downstairs where his father was waiting for him. His father questioned "Ready to go, son"
"Yes" he answered
After 10 minute ride on his father's bike, he finally reached school. He said goodbye to his father and went towards his classroom
Just after he entered his classroom, he caught sight of the tomboy friend of his Irina Shidou.
She was a beautiful girl with violet eyes. She has chestnut hair that is usually tied into twin tails.
They became best friends after entering school. They would go to each other's house to play all the time in the evening. 
After he went to his seat beside Irina, he greeted "Good morning Irina"
"Good morning Issei" she greeted back
"You look cute today" he complimented
Her face turned as red as tomato hearing this. She questioned back "Wh What are you saying" shyly
"I am saying the truth" he answered smiling brightly
"My little girlfriend is so cute," he said again grinning
"Don't say that?" she said shyly and turned her face away
You must be wondering why Issei suddenly says she is his girlfriend. Well, that's because about 5 days ago one day when they were playing in Issei's house, Irina had confessed that she wants to marry Issei which was heard by his parents and every time she visits his house, she is teased by his perverted parents as a cute little girlfriend of Issei.
Now let's return to the present then
"Hey now, don't be shy my little GIRLFRIEND," he said again grinning
 There was no answer this time but he could see her growing redder by the second
Timepass by as he teased her now and then when the teacher came and the classes were officially started.
He was one of the brightest students in class as he is an adult in a child's body; all the courses were too easy for him. He would mostly teach Irina when she asks him questions which she doesn't understand. Other times he would just look around or sleep seemingly bored throughout lectures. 
After the boring day besides some time with Irina, he finally returned home alongside Irina hand in hand. 
"Ohh, my little daughter also came today," said my mother happy when she saw us enter the living room where she was leaning in the couch watching TV
Irina again turned red and answered shyly with her head lowered "Y- Yes"
"You guys must be hungry. Wash your face and hands, I will prepare snacks for you" said his mother walking towards the kitchen
After snacks, he then finished his homework with Irina which was his daily routine nowadays and played with her till 6 PM. Even if it's said playing, He was seemingly uninterested inside but still played happily with future tomboy wife of his.
After her father picked her up from his house, he then started on his manga which he has been writing for a few months now. It was one of his favorite manga named 'Douluo Dalu' 
He was a game designer who was very good at drawing and it helped a lot. He started writing manga in hope of being able to make some money through it. He needs money to buy from the system but he doesn't have any money to use.
After 2 hours of drawing and writing, he has just finished the 50th chapter of the manga.
He then has had his dinner with his parents downstairs and went to his room to practice chakra control. He meditated for about 2 hours when suddenly he felt thriving pain in his eyes.
After enduring pain for a few tens of seconds, he slowly opened his blood-red eyes. 

This is a story about a 18 years old boy named Jack who died saving a lady from group of terrorist.

After death, he is allowed the chance to reincarnate in world of his choice with 3 wishes.

Will he thrive to create a life of his own or will he be crushed under various powerhouses.

Follow along jack as he lives his life full of romance and adventure as Issei Hyoudou

I don't own any work of dxd or any other anime, manga, or novels shown in this novel.

Scarlet fidgeted in her chair as Debbie flipped through the printed manuscript. For a ten-year-old with no prior writing experience, the story was quite well written. It strangely reminded her of an old animated movie[1] that she personally found to be quite adorable.
Scarlet had a rather pure imagination and it was a pleasure to read it despite the grammatical issues here and there. The girl must have read many books for she was using many phrases she picked up that seemed a little too cliched for a piece of original work. If it was a school assignment to be graded, Debbie would not have hesitated to give her an A+ and send her home with a lollipop. Unfortunately, the girl wanted to be a professional writer. That meant that being good simply wasn't enough.
The tutor-governess looked up from the script and observed the puny creature before her and adjusted her glasses. Scarlet looked very nervous and even a little afraid. This took the ex-lawyer back to her teenage years when she was nothing more than a snotty brat who was only embarking on her journey to fame and freedom as an author. After many turns and tumbles, Debbie came to understand that the path of writing was more than fame and riches. It was difficult for one person to continuously seek out new experiences and inspiration to bring to the world authentic ideas without having everything sound almost exactly the same. As such, Debbie decided to leave her writing days behind as a memory that blazed with passion. The fire in her author heart was then channelled to become fertiliser for those who had grander ideas than hers. Debbie decided to become an editor for that very purpose.
"Hello Scarlet, I've heard a little about you from Mr Wilde. Won't you tell me more about yourself? I'm a little curious. Why would such a young girl like yourself be interested in such a boring hobby? Most kids your age would be more interested in sports or art or music... Some would prefer making friends and having fun instead of being cooped up in a room in front of a computer with additional self-imposed assignments to do. I don't know many children who would use the computer other than for assignment researching and gaming. You're the first child I know who wants to be a writer..."
The blogger blinked and looked at her hands. It was true. Most children would prefer doing other things. Even Alex preferred holding a paintbrush to a pen if she had a choice. Jasper was far more interested in the software applications on the computer than games, but Scarlet was only interested in the word document whenever she touched a laptop. Perhaps in the eyes of an adult, she was weird for having such a boring hobby.
"I just like reading and writing helps me get some of the things I couldn't say off my chest. I don't know who I can tell or talk to, but I just wish that someone in this big world can pick it up and read what I have to say. I'm not very good at communication..."
The editor put the script down and looked at the girl with seriousness. No wonder Wilmer was so worried about her. "Is there something you'd like to talk about then? I can listen to what you have to say..." she offered.
The feeling of having nobody to talk to about problems can really eat away at one's happiness. For a girl as young and as intelligent as Scarlet, this must be a really heavy burden to bear alone. Debbie didn't know what happened to Scarlet for her to be so guarded, but she heard bits and pieces of Scarlet's background from the CEO. The governess could only imagine what was going through this sweet child's mind while it all happened.
Scarlet made no attempt to say more and had her eyes downcast the whole time as if she was afraid of making eye contact. Debbie took the cue and didn't push any further. Instead, she changed her approach.
Scarlet was tense when Debbie reached for her bag. She didn't know what her tutor wanted when she took out a new notebook that had never been used before. The governess didn't say much as she pushed it across the table to Scarlet.
"I need time to read through the story you've written but I don't want you to be idle. This is going to be our secret communication diary, I hope you can take good care of it. I have approximately about another hour or so today so while I am reading through your manuscript, I would like you to decorate the journal and write the very first entry inside."
Scarlet took the notebook and looked at it. The book was a very common and relatively cheap kind that can be bought at any bookstore. There were single lined pages on the inside and it wasn't very thick, so Scarlet could easily carry it around in her school bag. The blogger vaguely remembered using notebooks like this back when she was in Keyman International for penmanship classes. Her teacher used to call it a Jotter Book. But the one Debbie passed her looked slightly nicer. It had a blank cover page made out of recycled pulp and had a lovely rough texture to the brown colour. It was clearly a product made by a company that believed in recycling. That gave Scarlet an inspiration and she asked permission to leave the room in search of decoration materials.
While Debbie appeared neutral on the surface, she was internally ecstatic about Scarlet's willingness to participate in the communication book. The tutor nodded and Scarlet hopped off her chair to find Claire. The penthouse might not have the materials she needed, but that shouldn't be a problem. Alex was quite the artist, so she could borrow the glue and colouring supplies she needed later.
"Claire," Scarlet knocked on the door to the kitchen. The maid was busy preparing ingredients for dinner when she heard a soft voice from the doorway.
"Hello Scarlet, how can I assist you?" the head maid quickly put away the carrots for the chef who was coming in ten minutes. It was rare for Scarlet to request anything from her so the head maid was slightly curious.
"Can I go downstairs for a little? I'll be back. This is for my classwork now with Ms Connor."
Claire was a little surprised. What kind of classwork would require Scarlet to go downstairs? 
"Why do you need to go downstairs? What kind of classwork has Ms Connor given you?"
Scarlet blushed a little and played with the end of her long side braid. "It's something I wanted to do, it's not really necessary. If it's too troublesome then I'll find another way to get it done. I'm sorry for disturbing you while you're very busy..."
Claire quickly denied it and held the girl by her hands before kneeling down to look at Scarlet who had her eyes to the floor.
"Look at me, Scarlet. I'm not angry or annoyed. I can make time for it, don't worry too much. I was just curious as to what kind of assignment it was. You don't usually enjoy going outside after all..."
Scarlet stole a peek at the serious maid's expression and looked around a little before leaning in to whisper her plans.
Claire smiled and ruffled the blogger's hair when she heard that. "I see. In that case, I shall have Sue or Tina to accompany you. I will also inform Mr Wilde about it just in case, if it's alright with you."
Scarlet brightened up at that and nodded before leaving to find her outdoor shoes. Claire watched the girl run off and reached for her phone. This new governess was making big waves and the head maid wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing.
Still, if Scarlet was happy, then it's fine. That was all that mattered to her.
Claire waited for the phone to stop ringing and wondered how Mr Wilde would react to the good news. Debbie Connor might just be the lady who knew how to pull Scarlet out from that deep and dark hole she dug for herself.
[1] *Aristocats - it's an old Disney movie, you can Google it up.


At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

***

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Three years isn't of much importance in the lifetime of a fully grown adult, much less in the big picture of the universe. In fact 3 years is nothing in the history of the universe much less the earth. If the entire existence of the earth was condensed into a single day, the existence of human beings could be condensed into a mere 11 minutes. That's how irrelevant we are in the big picture. Therefore the same logic should apply to us. Although childhood experiences affect "romantic" relationships, social life, and confidence, all important for adulthood, at that time we didn't know, so those 3 years were like a stagnant pool of water. 

There were only a few major incidents worth writing about. To sum up the 3 years:

We had our first camp. It was in the woods of District 4 where we learnt how to set up a tent, make fire purely out of sticks, how to catch fish in the river without a net or a rod. It was odd at the time, because 7 year old me could not think of a plausible situation where we would require such basic skills. I mean there were rules that except for school trips camping in the District 4 woods were strictly prohibited, and if you must stay overnight in District 4, you could do it in a friends house, or rush back in the middle of the night as the bullet train operated during all hours. Now I can see why they would teach us such skills, after they saved my life two years ago. 

Our second and third camps were in Districts 1 and 5 respectively. There we learnt about the agricultural system, how all the food inside the dome was grown, and how we only grew 11 types of crops total. I remember feeling particularly annoyed with Bella on this camp because she was utterly uninterested in agriculture, and was making a point of obnoxiously expressing it.

She behaved unbelievably rudely to all of the farmers, and to this day I can still feel second hand embarrassment from watching her spout rubbish facts about matters she didn't fully understand. But at that time, I was still wrapped up in the spell that she cast. She was so charming whenever she smiled at me or made a smart remark. No matter what she did, I would support her, so that's why unlike Kim, who was also at the scene, I didn't speak up for the elderly farmer. If I recall correctly the second camp was when Kim made an enemy of Bella and the whole grade started hating her for it.

Anyways although my memories of this incident weren't the clearest I still vaguely remember the farmer explaining to us. "Ahh, yes, so in this corner of the farm we grow soybeans. They provide an excellent source of protein, and soy milk is beneficial to growing children such as yourself." He pointed to the vastless fields that stretched before our eyes. As he drove us on the tour vehicle he pointed to where the various crops were located. "And here are the potatoes, and directly opposite we have the rice paddies. See that, that's corn, and here, yes, you're right, that's wheat! Oooh! Broccoli!" He exclaimed in an excited voice. He went on to list the others, apples, onions, peppers, strawberries, tomatoes, lettuce. 

When we approached the very last field, we could make out a wide grin on the old man's face. "And this one is my personal favourite, "Transfood", ahh, yes, Transfood." 

"Transfood?" We all chorused in sync. 

"Yes, it's a funny name isn't it? But that's because the genes in this type of plant can be processed into any type of crop. For instance, do you guys eat cucumbers?" We all nodded. "Well, cucumbers are not a type of plant grown in the Dome, so instead we grow Transfood, and in the processing stage we implant DNA from cucumber, so when you eat it it becomes cucumber." He grinned, proud of himself. 

"So why do we still plant other crops even though we can technically make them from Transfood?" Someone asked. 

"Aha, good question!" He paused for a moment considering how to phrase his response. "It's a safety net you know? What if one day a super virus wiped out all of the Transfood in the Dome? If that happened we would all surely die of famine, but because we have other crops we can still live, while modifying Transfood's immunity." 

I also remember staring at the twenty or so ugly creatures, grazing in the meadows, called cows and how the farmer cheerfully rambled on about being the only farm having livestock. Considering that we had real meat with every meal, it was strange that only 20 cows could provide such a huge quantity of meat. I assumed that somehow we weren't the only civilisation and regularly traded with other civilisations for meat. I assumed that we interacted with other societies for trade, and I was right about that. But our interactions with other societies were not just limited to the trafficking of manufactured and agriculture goods.

The rest of the trip in my memory is still quite blurry. The rule on every trip was that we had groups of 5 to travel with and I must have gone with Hannah, Bella, Georgie and Mina. Long after the trip the words "safety net" still strongly resonated with me. And the image of the ugly creatures grazing on the unkempt grass lingered even as the rest of my memory faded. 

The third incident of extreme importance back then, is a trivial matter. But still worth writing down. It was regarding Bella. Up until then Bella had consistently scored within the top 10 of every test. However out of nowhere her grades started falling. Soon she was just above average, where I was, and no sooner than that she had dropped even further. I think it was the pressure that everyone placed on her, the expectations, that were far too heavy a burden for her. We were almost 10 then, this was when the bullying for Kim escalated. Inflicting pain on others was her own method to deal with the unfair standards assigned to her. Her own way of coping. What resulted was the destruction of the intelligent, charming, young girl that I knew.

We were assigned dorms.



I got into a huge fight with Bella.



And most importantly: I became friends with Kim.

At that time our relationship was strictly platonic, as were most of my other relationships when they began. I simply admired her for being cool, speaking her mind and being brave. I wanted to get closer to her. All of our group were placed in class 3E. Therefore we all hung out a lot.


We were folding paper cranes during Visuals Arts class, when Hannah first discussed her crush with us. This sparked the beginning of the numerous gossip sessions (regarding her weekly crushes) that we would have at night in our dorm. I was fumbling with my third crane, in a series of demented, crinkly triangles. My upper lip twitched with jealousy as I witnessed Kim's delicate fingers gently creasing the paper, folding it over, all of it done effortlessly. If anyone in Cransfield asked me about it I would always reply that I hated Kim for being proficient in every aspect, but in reality I loved that part of Kim too. Even writing this fills my heavy chest with sadness, as tears, larger than pearls begin to fill up my eyes. 

"Umm, I have a confession to everyone." Hannah whispered, her head bowing down with shame.

"What is it? Just say it no need to be shy." Felicity bantered playfully.

"I think I like Will."

At that moment our entire group collectively clapped their palms to their foreheads. Kim, who was in the process of making her 34th paper crane immediately dropped it.

"He's so obnoxious" I exclaimed in shock. I couldn't imagine anyone liking Will being the annoying brat (in a bad way, unlike  Finn, who was somewhat a good sport and humorous) he was.

Felicity interrupted. "Are you sure you like him?"

"Yes." She replied super seriously. 

We left her to be, too shocked to say or do anything. I really wanted to slap myself, I would never allow Hannah to date such an asshole. Luckily in one week she quickly moved on to another guy called Jim. And after about 20 crushes within half a year, we all stopped believing her whenever she claimed she was serious. 

Our group continued like this for another 4 years. Everyday, chatting about girly things during math class, and getting scolded. It was in grade 8 and when I was 14, when finally the 6 of us were separated into different classes. Although we were still each others' closest friends we didn't hang out as much. I regret not spending enough time with Hannah, one of my closest friends. But then again if I did I wouldn't have spent so much time with Finn. I don't even know anymore. What should I have done then?

Cransfield for me before the age of 14, was a wonderful place. The fields were so peaceful, and all of the teachers despite their varying degrees of strictness, really looked after us. It was the best childhood one could ever ask for. Apart from our 6 hours worth of classes daily we were free to play as much as we wanted to, and eat as much as we wanted, the library was filled with delightful books about lively protagonists in vast, beautiful fantasy worlds on endless adventures. Those books were my favourites. Cransfield was truly a bubble within a bubble. 

One of the highlights of the year at Cransfield was the biannual shopping trip. Everyone was given $200, and on different days, different classes would visit the central business District to buy certain possessions. Apart from the uniform, soap and toilet paper everything else of our belongings had to be bought from these shopping trips. This included beauty products such as makeup, furniture and of course clothes. 

For us clothes were a very important part of our culture. They represented our individualism in a society where conformity was valued so much. Wearing our own mismatch of clothing on weekends were the only freedom given to us. This was partially the reason for us not borrowing clothes from our friends, not a single person in the dome dressed the same, so it felt wrong.

From the 7th grade onwards we were forced to wear uniforms, which everyone was against at first. Because the only form of self expression, which we had, fashion, was stolen from us. When it was first announced I remembered the look of disappointment on Felicity's face as she realised that she could no longer wear those crop tops she loved. 

"Geez, what's the fun of wearing the same thing everyday?" She whined.

"But I just bought that white dress half a two weeks ago." Hannah cutely pouted, adding on to Felicity's fury.

"Yeah, that's just cruel. Come on please tell me this is a bad dream."

"Nope." I responded to her.

She sighed.

We were all gathered in the hall of Cransfield as Ms Williams in her red rimmed glasses, frowning, made the announcement. The wrinkles on her forehead appeared more obvious than the last time I saw her. If this was our usual teacher we would have all started booing with great volume and complaining about the unfairness. But it was Ms Williams, sure you could protest to her if you were willing to risk a detention. As she waved one of her skeletal hands in the air, on signal about a dozen of senior students marched into the hall, uniforms piled on their arms, ready to hand out. We were then dismissed from the assembly and ordered to go back to our dorms and change into them. 

Our uniform was comparably (look at Shaftsburg) not that bad, however it took away the little freedom that we already had. It comprised of a white short-sleeved dress shirt, and a pair of khaki knee length shorts or trousers for the winter months. A matching khaki jacket was also provided and you were required to wear dress shoes along with the uniform. And the worst part of it all was that you were required to wear the same uniform regardless of gender. 

So it was only natural that after a few days of wearing this, a few of the girls made modifications to their outfits. For one they hemmed their shorts so that they only extended to the upper thigh and they shortened the sleeves even further for their dress shirts. 

Kim didn't do anything to her uniform, she couldn't even be bothered to tuck in her shirt, she told me it didn't matter, because she found fashion pointless: if she had a point to make, she would just say it. 

To some extent I found myself compelled by Kim's reasoning. For the longest time I was in love with the dresses that princesses wore in picture books, they were so frilly yet at the same time so elegant and beautiful. When I didn't make any modifications to my uniform, everyone was surprised.

Everyday, as Layla heads home from her office, the artificial sky above her head reminds her of her school days. For some reason a girl called Kim is present in those memories. The strange thing is that Layla cannot even recall Kim's face, and yet what is this painful feeling that fills Layla's chest every time she is reminded of Kim?


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"Oi, oi, Heyun! Are you paying attention to what I said?" David asked shaking Liang Heyun's shoulders. Liang Heyun just looked at David, before nodding half-heartedly.

"Heyun, you should listen to your friends more! Poor David, asking you multiple times, yet you ignored him...ignored him...," Fae poked Liang Heyun's nose multiple times, making Liang Heyun's forehead-vein pop. Liang Heyun glared at Fae who was laughing while telling Revy how funny Liang Heyun was.

"Anyways, do you want to study with me for the competition?" David asked Liang Heyun again, who immediately replied with a no. It wasn't that Liang Heyun didn't want to help David, but her family was simply...too...strict. Liang Heyun was simply not allowed to go out with a 'male friend' alone.

And to think that Fillia, her only female junior-friend, was not available. Liang Heyun wanted to punch Fae's head in frustration.

Well Fae was the one laughing the loudest alright!

"Can you shut up? The whole school will hear you laughing like a madman!" Liang Heyun grabbed her 5 cm thick book she just borrowed from the library and swung it at Fae, who was still laughing madly. David immediately held her back before she could cause serious injuries. Liang Heyun was a martial arts practitioner.

In the end, the group stopped laughing when the bell rang. Some had quite a relaxed face, but the others were panicked, including Liang Heyun.

It was her killer Reading-Writing teacher who was teaching at that time, and she would do anything so that he wouldn't get angry. As the teacher was a foreigner, he was over 2 meters and had a very loud voice. Liang Heyun was gloomy. With a giant, killer, teacher, who wouldn't be stressed out? He would probably give unreasonable tasks again!

Liang Heyun stood up, took Fae's hands before running up towards their class. Their class was located on the third floor, and the canteen was on the first floor. Liang Heyun could feel the wisps of Hell's flame waiting for her death as she opened the class' door.

"I'm sorry I'm late!" Liang Heyun said, making the teacher nod. But everything ended for Fae when his glare landed on her, much larger frame.

Fae kept silent, before she started to sweat. She looked at her best friend for help, if she would help anyways. Although Liang Heyun was late, she got off easy because she was a good student. Being late once or twice did not degrade her status in her teacher's eyes.

But Liang Heyun was a perfectionist, so it was a mental problem.

"What do you have to say for yourself, Fae?" Mr. Killer Teacher stared at Fae with such intensity Fae could've been sliced to pieces by those sharp eyes. Although Mr. Killer Teacher was a killer teacher, he was actually rather handsome and a lot of female students liked him. When someone made Mr. Killer Teacher who was always mad, mad, these fangirls would target that person.

Poor Fae became the next target.

Bai Yunchai, one of Mr. Killer Teacher's fangirls started to glare at Fae, followed by her small gang. Only a small portion of her gang was in her class, the rest was in other classes. Liang Heyun noticed Bai Yunchai's glares and sighed bitterly in her heart. It looked like she had to get the burden off Fae's back once again.

"Mr. Lee, it's time for class," Liang Heyun said,"pay attention to the more important thing please."

"We should," Mr. Lee replied, looking at Liang Heyun, "yeah, we should."

And now, glares of jealousy was being redirected at Liang Heyun. The only person to ever make Mr. Lee smile was, of course Liang Heyun. All the fangirls' number one rival was once again Liang Heyun. Said girl herself was lamenting for Mr. Lee.

Mr. Lee was in his early 20s, in addition, he was still single. However, Mr. Lee was already an adult, while the students were...at most 15 years old.

'I keep on thinking why women like older men...,' she sighed, 'I once liked an older boy, but he's dead, so nevermind.'

Liang Heyun sighed as she drew circles on her table. The world was indeed a strange place.

After class ended, Mr. Lee suddenly called Liang Heyun. Alright, Liang Heyun was supposed to join an English Competition in a few weeks and Mr. Lee was her instructor, so it was normal...not.

Usually, Mr. Lee would tell her before school (through his number which was like bad omen to Liang Heyun) to meet up somewhen during recess or lunch, and Dye would be the one who sought for him. But today, it was Mr. Lee who looked for her first.

How peculiar...

"Do you have anything you require from me, Mr. Lee?" 

Suddenly, Liang Heyun felt a slight pressure befall her. Though she paid no mind to it, a few seconds later, the pressure disappeared.

"As I expected," Mr. Lee's eyes narrowed, "you have acquired Liang Yan."

Liang Heyun started to have weird dreams ever since she was 6. She could see the deaths of others! However, when she turned 13, she realized that she was a Supernatural! 
Her Soul was a boy???
QAQ!
Join her as she ventured the Soul Realm with her attached spirit (and protagonist halo!).

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"I'm stuck in the same world as that shitty male lead, and the meek girl who got on her knees so he wouldn't leave?" The girl let out a sigh that seemed pained, and looked back at the screen below her level. "Eh what's with these all these useless skills?" [As you can see host~~ All your skills are things you have already learned, so the skills that you just called useless are all you have~~] The system said in a happy voice. "Please stop doing the voice it's creepy as hell." Yiyi replied bluntly. "Also how come my skills are so useless, none of them are even above level 10?? How high are the other characters skills?" She called out the system, and after a short pause the system said, [Well Host 002~ I can't tell you that, but don't worry you will meet them soon~~] "haa- what do you expect me to do with this amount of information" [Oh don't worry you will find it quite useful when you need it]

Yiyi POV
This guy.... Haa scumbag system he really must be pulling my leg, transmigration isn't even supposed to be possible... I should try to call someone- no, no, lets assess the situation first, 
"System where am I?" [Host 002 is currently in the apartment complex owned by the Sheng Company] "Who's apartment is this then, am I trespassing right now?!" [Wow, you are DENSE dense, not to mention how bad you are at asking questions] "Hey what's with that last part, plus not to mention that you're the one who put me here, but I'm the one who would get in trouble for trespassing!" [If you actually read your stats, you would see... haaa- right under name, can't believe that we got a host with this low of an IQ] "Sheng Yiyi...." [...] "... Okay so I have the same name?" [You better be kidding right.. Sheng... Sheng Company.] "Wait- so you're telling me, I hit gold? I'm the heir to the Sheng Company?" [No, you're not the heir, Sheng Yiyi has an elder brother.] "Eh I don't-" [You do now] "Okay, I get it, so anything else I need to know?" [Yes, you will receive objectives as you encounter characters, but currently none are unlocked.] "Is that all can I go try and process this now?"

Okay I should think this through, how did the story go? oh god why did it turn out like this. Lets write down what I remember, will get objectives when I meet characters, my name is the same as in my previous world, but I am the daughter of the Sheng family, who owns the Sheng Company, Now what do I remember about the story, a scumbag of a male lead was pulling the female lead around on a leash under the premise of caring for her, "Ugk he really makes me sick" Such an asshole, he really didn't deserve the main character shield. In the story the male lead acted soft and kind to all girls, but smiling at everyone is the same as never smiling to anyone, once anyone fell for the male lead they wouldn't be able to escape. "waahh just thinking about it makes me feel really shitty." He would switch between being kind and being cold as a way to keep them emotionally attached to him, in fear of him leaving. He really reminds me of my ex in that way. "Tsk tsk.. Haa-" The poor female lead, she probably didn't even realize it was a trap, and the villain, what was his name? Eh he was pretty boring too. "Wahh haa- the author's characters really lacked a lot of depth for being the main characters, didn't they??"

[Oi you, what're you writing?] The system called out to Yiyi who had zoned out. [This chick really doesn't listen well] She continued to ignore as the system rambled on in a nagging and impatient voice. [Hello~ Host~?] "Please stop I'm trying to focus here." [I'm sowy~~ Poor host~~ You're going to be late to your classes at this rate] "Eh?" She looked around without a care in the world. [You have a class to get to dear host~] The system repeated in a cutesy voice. "W-why didn't you say so early, god dammit, where am I supposed to go anyway??" [Oi whatever you think of me is wrong, I'm actually trying to help you] "Yea, yea, whatever you say let's go" 

Yiyi had made her way out of the building when a young adult who didn't seem much older than her called out to her, "This way young miss" Yiyi looked a bit disgruntled at someone who was her age speaking to her so politely, but she quickly masked the discomfort and continued to act as normal as she could. As someone who usually wasn't cared for, she found it uncomfortable to be pampered. The worker guided Yiyi to a car, that took her straight to her school, which she soon found another thing that system didn't warn her about.

I can't believe that female lead.. He's clearly a scumbag.. Just because he has the male lead halo doesn't mean he is the only option!! I planned to stay far away from all the main characters, but why won't the villain leave me alone? His character has too much of a gap from the original novel,, why?? Running away should have solved it so why did it become like this!?
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*He tried to brush off what she just said, despite the whiplash it gave him from such a calm beauty murmuring a cuss after he introduced himself. After a short pause she bluntly spoke to him in a serious tone, "You don't want this engagement, right?"

*Snippet from Chapter 14

(Wow sorry I think I'm only now getting on track sorry for not writing a chapter in how long now? Well to anyone reading thank you. And if your complaining about the story write one yourself then you will understand how hard it is to write a story with no plan just a summary that has no end and the summary was one you randomly created that was only half thought out go check in summary readers if you still exist)
When he came to Rayas(previously Taiela) promptly searched around.
 (Brief recap/explanation) when Taiela was walking on a normal day with Duke Sui-Lin and Luana a mysterious hand that appeared to be made of rubble grabbed them a different hand one by one. As she was dragged through the mysterious vortex she passed out and Rayas woke up. The land around him seemed to be an open field with nothing really there. There was a road ahead and a forest behind. This wasn't strange however the strange however the glowing screen in front of him was plenty strange.
     "What are you exactly ?"-Rayas
<I am your status screen>
<I tell you your physical stats from your world as well as other stats you gain here>
"Like a game then, except, this is a real world"-Rayas
<Exactly, if you want to reach people you should travel the road I have an automatic translation function so you should be able to understand them.>
"Getting my bearings on this world would be best, for now though she me my stats"-Rayas
< Rayas Florenii>
Level- 0
Physical strength- 750
Intelligence- 95
Physical Defense-600
Magic strength- 500
Magic defense- 750
Element alignment- Earth
Abstract alignment- Frequency( I don't know how to put this well)
"Are these good?"- Rayas 
<very. Do you work out.>
"Something like that why?"
<Well the average strength stat for a person here is 200-250 because they have to defend their homes and families constantly from monsters or general animals.>
<However their average intelligence is 40-50 because most don't have the time to learn nor do they have a system to enforce learning more. >
<Conversely the people from your world generally have a 100-150 intelligence stat due to their compulsory education and overall more people are taught while most of your strength stats are 50-60 because most of you don't have a good reason to grow any stronger>
<This doesn't include special classes or jobs however because each class or job would raises specific stats. Here a magician has 100-400 intelligence while your scientist or mathematician have 200-600. Another one would be your martial artist having 300-500 strength while the martial artist here have 400-800 strength. Your worlds are very different what helps you survive would obviously be different at this point.>
"Wow what about my defense stuff!"
<yeah those are monstrous stats 
The average magic defense is only about 100 and 220 in physical defense the fact that you are currently classless makes your stats all the more horrifying. If you level up enough not even a dragon could hurt you. Though being an earth mage definitely has to do with it you would be monstrous even amongst them. On average their  average magic defense is only about 500 and 430 in physical defense even a few points difference could be big in a bad enough situation>
"Aaaaaaagggghhh!" A chorus of voices cry's out in anguish from another portion of the dark forest
"I forgot we were in such a dangerous place I need to get going"
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(Fellis)
We had come out in search of a tornado wolf. The fast beasts were tough but were only D class monsters anyways, with a party of several F classes they could easily be taken down. However we hadn't expected for there to be so many there were at least twenty of them, their already considered C class when there are just five there was no way out party of four could handle this.
I watched as the wolves decimated our team.
(Would this warrant a warning)
The warrior who had charged at the first wolf was shredded immediately. Tornado wolve letting loose a bellowing wind strong enough to tear through the trees. More than enough to tear through the warrior. Despite our mages defense buffs his entire body was still ripped to shreds the bloody remaining feet, barley intact organs, as well as the mostly crushed head were all that remained.
Two of us were support combatants, me and the buff mage but the combat mage was already running only to be taken out by several more wolves who viciously tore into her body. Both cried out screaming. Several minutes pass calmly me and the support mage awaiting our demise knowing that we will die as nameless adventurers without even a burial or our families knowledge.
However a sudden rustling could be seen from the opposite end of the field and a head of wavy oak brown hair piped out of the forest his eyes big staring at the wolves as though curious rather than terrified. He looked rather young, at most fourteen, two years till he was an adult but still, to let him get caught up in our fight would be to cruel.
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(Rayas)
I had been wandering for the past few minutes and eventually decided to head towards the human sounds. According to the status screen what could harm a normal human couldn't harm me anyways so it shouldn't be to bad.
As I look around I see multiple of my favorite animals, wolves, however these wolves were bigger and had darker gray bands winding around their haunches. I stare in amazement at the adorable creatures before me curious wether it would be a bad idea to touch them until I see the humans their surrounding. A young man with unruly green hair and eyes who was at least seven centimeters taller than me, who was about 169 centimeters tall. Though I couldn't be sure from this distance. He was wearing something similar to tight fitting jeans a plain shirt with a metal plate over top holding a bow . Next to him was a girl with blond twin tailed  hair and blue eyes in a pure white dress covered in a blue hood with an indiscernible patch. She was holding a staff and both had seemed to notice me. Unfortunately the wolves noticed me not long after and I properly saw the blood dripping from their jaws, one had carried of what remained as a human hand and they stared for a second.
Terrified I lurched backwards standing fully and hitting a tree. The wolves chose this moment to launch themselves at me while multiple mouths glowed vicious teeth clearly aiming to kill. I grab the nearest thing I can swing. Forgetting my strength I broke the tree
And swung the remaining majority in fear. Once I realize what I was doing the wolves were already either running or crushed their mushy remains on the tree.
"Oh god, oh god!" I step back and retch yet nothing comes up. I turn take step forward as the world turns fuzzy and suddenly everything is black.

Synopsis below this paragraph 
I need to explain because I figured out how to comment but this applies to most of the story. In the beginning them and they refers to the protagonist I am making them any gender at any point. Refer to synopsis for names referring to the main character. If comments are within parentheses() it is me making a point. If question marks? Are shown outside of quotation marks “” the person who we are viewing from is confused. The name of the view will be in brackets saying that it’s their view.  If question marks are shown within parentheses (?) I haven’t decided what to do with it

Story is about a person named Taiela, Raia, and Rayas and. At first they hid their secret well however once the wormholes opened up and other abilities came through

The story will be really all over the place
Preferably skip chapters two and three

Reading Four's note, Old Guo wore a bitter face, "I'm so old. How can I still remember the classes they taught in elementary school? Besides, I was never a teacher…"
He was really a bad student when he was in school! Studying could kill him, not to mention teaching.
Four wrote him another note—'How about you teach me the basics? You're an adult. You must know more characters than I do!' 
Old Guo looked at him and stayed silent for a few seconds.
He was not sure about that. For many words, he had even forgotten how to spell them! If the boy were still studying primary school classes, he might be able to help, but the boy was already reading the textbooks from junior high! He barely knew those rarely-used characters on the textbooks.
"Eh-hem, um, maybe you should go and ask Lili to teach you. I'm too old… I have a really bad memory… and I have poor eyesight…" Old Guo looked around, then turned and prepared to run away. Before leaving, he pointed at Qiu Lili and Lin Kui. 
Four looked at him silently.
Bad memory? Poor eyesight? Couldn't he come up with a slightly better excuse?
…
Lin Qiao spent an hour playing with the two kids in the living room, then put them on their bed. After that, she came down and sat in the living room, starting to do her work.
Even though All Beings Base only had a small population currently, there was still a lot of work to do. After all, the base was newly constructed. She had just returned from the outside, so she needed to recheck the progress of all projects that were going on. As Yuan Tianxing wasn't able to work at the moment, she had to fill in his place and take part in many small things.
Wu Chengyue cleaned the kitchen, then came out and took a shower. After that, he sat down on the armchair near Lin Qiao and took out a stack of files which were from Sea City Base, starting to work as well.
The two of them stayed quiet, without disturbing each other. Only the sounds of turning pages and writing were heard from the living room.About three hours later, Wu Chengyue finally gave a long sigh and closed the last file in his hands, then picked up all his files on the tea table and put them in a file folder.
Then, he looked at Lin Qiao, who didn't seem to stop working at all. So, he stood up and put his file folder on a cabinet near the wall, then sat down beside her. After that, he took away the file in her hand and threw it on the tea table.
"What?" Lin Qiao, who was focusing on the file, gave a start, then turned and glared at him displeasedly.
"It's time to rest. Are you going to work the whole night? There are still so many files for you to read," Wu Chengyue said to her with a smile, then glanced at the stack of untouched files on the armchair nearby.
"Can't I work the whole night? I don't need to sleep," Lin Qiao gave him a glance, then picked up the file which was thrown onto the tea table and kept reading.
She had tons of works to do now. She needed to finish all those files tonight, and she needed to go to the zombie army tomorrow to upgrade her zombie soldiers. At least, she needed to upgrade a few of the zombie leaders who followed her out of the base for the mission this time. As for Xie Dong, she needed to get him to level-seven as soon as possible.
More level-seven zombies meant stronger the defense for the base.
Once again, Wu Chengyue pulled the file out of her hand, then looked at her in the eyes with a bitter smile, "Can you make some time for me? In your heart, Teng, Lin Feng, and your other families are number one important, the base number two, the zombie army number three, and those new underground creatures number four… What about me? Don't you find me too pitiful? I'm the one closest to you now…"
While speaking, he even found himself so woeful. Was it really like what Lin Feng said that the period before the relationship between him and his wife was established officially was the hardest? 
Lin Qiao silently gave him a glance. He did sound pitiful, but…
"What do you want?" Her relationship with him wasn't determined yet. Deep down, she had started to accept him indeed, but she wasn't ready to act that way yet. 
"Sleep with me," Wu Chengyue looked at her and said with a smile, "You don't need to sleep, but I do. I'm still a human being."
He didn't want to sleep on the bed alone while they were both at home. The bed was hers. Even if they weren't going to have sex, it would be nice if she could warm the bed for him.
Well, the zombie lady's body was cold actually. He only felt her body temperature rise when he had sex with her. So, if he really wanted to warm the bed, he would still have to do that thing with her. But… if he made that kind of attempt right now, she might throw him out of the window. 
Not long ago, the two of them were entrapped by Teng. That night was pretty long for her.
Lin Qiao squinted at him silently.
"Just sleep," Wu Chengyue continued, "I won't do anything unnecessary. Okay?"
Lin Qiao looked around and said, "If you want to sleep, just go and sleep. Why do you want me to do that with you? Even if I don't need to work or sleep, I still have to absorb energy nuclei to strengthen myself."
Wu Chengyue looked at her, feeling speechless.
So, was strengthening herself the fifth important thing to her? He ranked the last anyway, didn't he?
He turned and looked around. Seeing the kids' room, he suddenly had an idea. "Think it as my reward for taking care of the kids these days," he said with a grin, "As a base leader, I'm here babysitting for you. Aren't you gonna pay me for that?"
Lin Qiao stayed silent. It would seem heartless indeed if she said no to that.
She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Emm… you said that we're only going to sleep. I remember reading about that somewhere before. 'The lies of boys that girls always tend to believe', em, yeah, it was mentioned in that article. When a boy tells a girl that they would do nothing but purely sleep, ninety-nine percent the chance it would turn out to be a lie."
Wu Chengyue looked at her embarrassedly and didn't say anything. He felt being wronged for no reason. He was not that kind man. He did have that kind of thought just now, but he gave up because she might throw him out of the window!
He raised both hands and said, "I didn't lie! I promise! Eh… hem, at the very most, I might hold you in my arms. That'll be okay, right?"
Lin Qiao looked at him quietly. 'Don't push it', she said to him using her eyes, seeing which, Wu Chengyue's vibe immediately grew weak.
Lin Qiao turned her eyes on the files on the tea table and said, "Alright. I'll be lying by your side, absorbing energy. If you do anything unnecessary to affect me, there will be consequences."
Wu Chengyue wasn't sure if he should cry or laugh. 


Lin Qiao remembers nothing from the past five years since the post-apocalyptic era began. She wakes up only to find herself having become a newborn, superpowered zombie, in a body that used to belong to an evil and notorious woman!

Having kidnapped a girl and raped her father, the previous host met her demise at the very hands of the conspiracies she courted all her life, leaving Lin Qiao no choice but to deal with the consequences while trying to figure out her own past and the fate of her loved ones. 

As for the little girl’s father, can’t he just have a decent fight? He’s a human being, but why is he biting a zombie? She’s the zombie! She’s the one who’s supposed to bite! 

"How do you feel about getting instructors for the girls?"

Today is a beautiful summer day, perfect for a mid afternoon, tea or is a late luncheon, outside. Despite the warm sun shining down the atmosphere is very cold and silent. Great job at ruining the mood grampa. It's dead silent except for the sound of mother choking on her tea, very elegant yes.

But alas pretty people look good no matter what, even choking, I'm no good around these sort of seemingly flawless types. She even cries prettily, which not even Lilyanne could do most the time growing up.

 It's up to Father to speak up first, holding mother to comfort her coughing with soothing motions all the while. What a whipped husband. I'm no good around gross couples either. 

"It may sound strange coming from me of all people but isn't it far too early for them?"

It's also a rare holiday break for father though they've been increasingly less rare since the kidnapping incident way back. Odd knowing him but well it makes mother and Lilyanne happy to see him around more. As my relatives used to say, happy wife happy life. 

"Frederick dear, my thought exactly! Oh papa you can't they're merely babies."

"At this age what could they possibly intake?"

Father gestures to a drooling Lilyanne who is currently attempting to chew on her own foot. Typically rude of him but hilarious, as an adult mentally I still can't hold back laughter at the comedic timing.

"Now now I'm not saying they'll start immediately. It would just be wise to start looking, perhaps interview and get a feel of the candidates."

"Well that does sound rather reasonable."

"Frederick!"

"Maria dear, many noble children start tutoring with a governess and private lessons after the age of two. It wouldn't hurt to look ahead."

"I still think two is too early, children should have time to be children."

Oh? Mother is quite passionate about the matter. I quite approve of her mindset, it's unnecessary to force children to adhere to too much especially too early on. It's something that happens both here to noble children and my own home world. School, classes, extracurricular, lessons, more classes, activities and repeat. It's not the healthiest system to have.

That is if I was a normal child. The idea intrigues me a little. I'm not looking forward to doing any actual work and would prefer to take it easy as much as possible in this life, but it does get boring around here at times. You can only play with Lilyanne and prank the maids a certain amount of times a week before it gets dull.

I hope this means I get more things and places to entertain myself with. 

"Well a governess and starting some lessons wouldn't make them any less children. I went through it and so do countless household and their children."

"Frederick it's not the same! You of all people would know how terribly cruel it is to pressure children too much, why your family!"

"I know Maria, I would never put the girls through what I had. But lessons will come soon enough and father isn't being improper in suggesting we start looking."

"Oh Frederick I'm so sorry I shouldn't have mentioned your family into this."

"No no it's more than relevant and my family is terrible and stuffy. and don't know a thing about children. I promise I would never make our girls go through that, traditional customs be damned. I'm sorry for not being clear enough and scaring you. 

" I'm so sorry for bringing it up darling, I don't mean to hurt you."

"My Maria you could never hurt me,  you-"

"Ahem- could we get uh some more juice for the girls? A refill for m too, yes"

Grampa's awkward interruption stopped my parents before they could get too lovey-dovey from gong off into their own world, It's rather horrifying to watch. I really am no good around such stupidly sweet couples.

Pay attention to your surroundings!

The married couple's still youthfully romantic exposure was getting too much for me to handle. My own parents were nothing like this, even before they separated, so it's quite awkward to experience. Even as an adult, this type of pda is a little too cringey for me to handle.  

I never had a long term love interest before I died but even then I could never be even a quarter like that. It's too nauseatingly sweet, like biting into cheap gas station sweets that never expire due to unknown chemicals and loads of sugar in it. Bleh, no thanks.

Mother's concerns are correct though, Rosalia went through a hell of a time with all of her 'schooling'. Getting literally abused wasn't enough no she had to go seek out even more suffering for herself, all the catch up to Lilyanne or bring honor blah blah. That would get her parents' love and affection, yeah sure. If anyone ever wondered where she learned such cruelty then why didn't they look at her education huh? Oh and then there was that god awful queen's training oh crap no anything but that again. 

Such a pitiful child really. Well I'll just have to have an extra leisurely life to help make up for it. Let's work smarter instead of harder, I only have my mind as a cheat here. Why couldn't some rare powers or dimensional space come with me too?

"Our apologies father."

"Papa! You're so embarrassing!"

"Now now Maria, it's quite alright. Father means well after all."

"You always side with papa, you and your darn hero worship."

"Maria, my dearest, don't pout, it's not about that. Father really brings up a good point about our girls. Surely you know the importance of early education."

Before the mother could squeak out a response, Grampa's obnoxious roaringlaughing takes over. 

"Ha! I remember how you used to cry with snot running all over your face about how much you hated studying! It was so cute and then I beat up whichever teacher made you cried so hard....well except the ones who were too weak to beat up, which was most of them. Still I got to threaten them silly, ahhh good times."

"Papa!"

"Don't be mad Maria, papa wasn't a very good student in his youth either!  That's why papa gets yelled at so much by his friends."

"Father...while I disagree on your excellency and many good points, I don't think it's helping. Maria, love of my life regardless of your childhood grades, please put down the plate."

"I hate you papa!"

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With that typical family afternoon tea, it was decided to search far and wide for qualified candidate hopefuls to educate the young twins of the infamous Ventrella Household. To mother and father that meant mentioning the matter to their social and work circles and having their capable people inquire around. Very reasonable and within range of their resources and position.

For grampa it meant literally posting a note on the bulletin board at the training camp. 

"Is this really appropriate Ronald?"

"You're right Geoff, it should be much bigger. I'll redo it."

"Sigh, that not what I meant."

We've been tagging along with Grampa to the training grounds a little more often lately. Not as much as I would like personally but it's a start. Not much I can do besides count and look around anyways. Occasionally when gramps isn't looking the soldiers and trainees play with me.

Show me your strength everyone! I won't bite, and even if I do it won't hurt much. Uncle Geoff is a capable nobleman and personally taught us before in the past, it would be more than acceptable if that's the case again. 

"I can make some requests myself, it hasn't been too long since my own grandchild was small. But in regards to some lessons, why not test and train them here?"

"Here?! With these brutes?!"

"You're the biggest brute here!"

The people here are too used to grampa's antics and tune him out. Don't worry, I'll be offended for you guys. Yes, he's a terribly rude man and can't appreciate what he has. In the not so far future, you should leave him for me alright!

"Anyways Ronald, they can fit in with the younger trainees lesson plans later on. IF that's still no good well what do you have all these overly specialized instructors here for? Just have a private class or send them over to your home. There's the history lectures, the mathematics courses, writing, we have the people to spare.  "

"But my babies..."

"The children will be fine Ronald, everyone knows them here. It will be like back in the day with Maria. Before she grew up to be a fine proper little lady of course."

"Alright but I get to pick which ones and they get all the breaks they want. They're my little girls after all, not rough and touch hero wannabees. Just let me convince Maria- no wait that will most likely never happen. Let me convince that Freddy, there that will work. "

"I'll work on Maria, she reasonably trusts me more on these matters. In fact I think she trusts a great deal of people more."

"You wound me."

I'd like to learn how to wound grampa, please. Teach me that, please and thank you. 

The start of our training and lessons is very early compared to before, or maybe I just can't recall that far back. Rosalia may have just blocked out those unpleasant memories, nope never mind she remembers them in scathing detail. Had at least 2 former governesses and a handful of instructors publicly flogged after all. Not the greatest for her reputation but I can't fault her personal code. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. 

She just needed a PR representative working for her and a lot of things could have been easily avoided or turned around. Again public flogging is a pretty obvious one. 

Luckily I have plenty of experience in that....okay it's one of the few things I'm really experienced in. I'm just a normal media graduate and employee, or well I was. A really overworked one but....Okay less thinking about the past, still too depressing. 

It would be safer to assume that sped up plans are due to grampa's nosy suggestion this time around. Hey isn't that essentially my fault then?

Well, it's more productive I suppose. I don't know how well Lilyanne will be able to keep up or how many lessons she'll be able to make with her weak body but I'm determined to drag her through a lot more than last time. This not revenge dear but cute little dumb sister, I promise. I just want us to learn lots and lot together!

Lilyanne gnaws on her bread loaf and babbles at me happily as ever, ah ignorance is truly bliss. 

I haven't been this excited for lessons since my own preschool days. School itself, eh not so much. I'm not getting my hopes here up either if the original good's memories on traumatic childhood tutoring sessions are anything to go by. Not that I'll let myself be so abused again. What's the point of living two lives if I can't avoid some petty tutors and bad lessons?

It will be interesting to have other regulars to mess with besides the maids though. We didn't start this early in the last time around, so I don't know if we're going to get the same people. Maybe not right now while I'm a pretty helpless mochi, bu perhaps later? When I'm older? There are some scores I wouldn't mind settling. 

Ah the other Rosalia was too careless and childish, a public flogging is only satisfying in the short term! To truly get revenge one must maintain their innocent alibi and mentally torture the other party to never dare cross you for the rest of their lives. Silly rich girl, she tarnished her own reputation that way. 

Oh well, we'll just have to see. I hope we get some useful instructors for Lilyanne. 

And so before we even reach 2 years old, playtime is technically over.

Just technically, I'll be playing a lot still don't you worry about that. Just don't think too hard about what sort of playing.

You've probably heard this sort of story before.

 

Once upon a time, blah blah blah a boy and a girl fell love and everything was beautiful and perfect, except for this thing called life getting in their way. 

He was this cool foreign prince and she was basically perfect. Really it's a very boring run of the mill story. I'll even spoil it for you, they kill the villainess at the end.

Not the type of story I'd read personally.


So where do I fit into this?

Apparently I'm her older twin sister and the very very lucky fiance to the foreign prince. You know, the dead villainess? Sucks I know. 

Now I get to do it all over again from the beginning.

Curse my life


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