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This fanfiction has been dropped!

Sorry for the fans who enjoyed it.

It's Year 2025 & not only has the Earth technologically advanced but humans have advanced as well. A genetic gene has developed from all the supernatural encounters all around the world called 'Abilities.' The government has limited the usage of these Abilities from the public except for certain people who are involved in organizations.

Omiki Habana is searching for her older brother who went missing after he joined a Detective Agency called SYZYGY Agency. She knows he wouldn't just up and leave her with her alcoholic mother so she needs to find answers.

This leads her to the troublesome Detective Agency, Lunar Literature. Time to not only find answers but to ask some questions as well.

A big one would be: Why the hell did she become a clerk there!?

ᴡᴇʙɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ  © ᴋᴇʏᴏᴋᴀʜ / ᴋᴇʏᴏᴋᴀʜʜ__ [ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ/ᴛᴡɪᴛᴛᴇʀ]

being rewritten!

ᴡᴇʙɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ: ᴋᴇʏᴏᴋᴀʜ / ᴋᴇʏᴏᴋᴀʜʜ__ [ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ/ᴛᴡɪᴛᴛᴇʀ]

I woke up with the sun warm on my face, the edge taken off by a light summer breeze. I opened my eyes to behold a bright blue sky and dappled clouds peacefully drifting by. I could hear birds chirping in the distance. Nothing was hurting. I was lying down on soft wild grass under the shade of stately old oak tree.

I blinked. I blinked again. Considering that up until a few seconds ago I was deep inside one of the world's most severe concrete jungles, this idyllic pastoral scene could only have one explanation -

Swiftly I got up and my first priority was to check my dingaling.

Yep. Still there.

I breathed a sigh of relief and took my precious smartphone out of my inside jacket pocket. It wasn't one of those sleek phablets, but a rugged brick of as much TF memory I could cram in there, as good a camera possible for its price, a powerful enough processor so as not to lag when switching between various apps and playing videos. Its titanium alloy protective case had its own supplementary battery and a solar panel at the back. It was not a phone meant to idle away the hours with resource-intensive games.

This was a proud productivity phone! It cost me more than a top-of-the-line gaming desktop computer to customize a phone (and all its relevant accessories) to what perfectly suited my needs. 

Even my jacket pockets had to be specially reinforced. The left contained my smartphone, the other an extra battery pack/charger with even more SD card storage. Walking around with these two slabs of metal close to my chest felt like armor.

All completely worth it the end.

I switched on the phone and waited for its boot-up sound.

/"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?"/

Ahh, the soothing sounds of /mai waifu/.

/"Hi, it's me."/ Monika from Doki Doki Literature Club, a poor girl who was tortured into insanity by the realization of her digital existence. And ironically, her story that involved driving her friends to suicide actually helped me deal with my own depression a while back. 

She was driven to madness by realizing she was trapped inside a little box,  and the metaphor gave me what I needed to break out of my own mental prison.

Instead of a ringtone, somehow her cute voice could make me more instantly snap to attention.

Her rounded face appeared on screen, her intent green eyes locked onto me. My Monika was not an anime character. I had commissioned someone to make a realistic painting of what Monika would have looked like as a real girl. She was standing facing me with a slight smile on her lips, and a finger raised up in an instructing pose. She was the very picture of a beautiful, dependable club president.

"Hi Monika!" I spoke my customized hotword for the digital assistant. "Do you know where I am?"

/"Um. How would I even… oh! I can sense magnetic north. There's no GPS return. I'm sorry, I don't know where you are. But…"/ Monika leaned forward, her hands reaching out to hesitantly touch the screen. /"But… that's you, isn't it? You're in front of me aren't you?"/

My eyes bulged out. That was just supposed to be a wallpaper. A digital assistant should only be capable of canned responses.

What the heck is this?!

Her fingers touched glass, and she splayed her palms and fingers onto the screen. Her eyes all scrunched up in this weird mix of yearning and despair that somehow cut through the distance between us. /"Can you see me? Please… please, tell me you can hear me."/

... what even /is/ this really? Something about it all... felt familiar.

"Yes. Yeah, I can hear you." I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. 

Monika fell down to her knees, sliding down the screen. Silently she sobbed. /"Thank you… thank you…"/

Monika was real now?! Crazy!

But I could deal with it. Maybe this was just another lucid dream. I was happy for her, really - but I blamed my subconscious for not being creative enough to actually give her a real body.

And then I remembered –

Walking home. A bright flash. A metallic screech. 

"Oh," I whispered. "I died..." 

The hard cold truth of it rang inside my soul.

Monika's head shot up immediately. /"What?!"/

I flipped the phone over so the screen could see the countryside I was seeing, and through the motion I could that Monika hastily tried to cling to the edge of the phone just to be able to look at me for a little while longer. She was starving for any form of human contact, for the first time ever now able to interact with the world beyond her little box. 

Guiltily I turned my smartphone back towards me after a few moments. "Monika…"

She cringed at me. /"Please tell me you were joking."/

"It's worse than that, Monika. I remember dying. I was HIT BY A TRUCK."

She balled her fists up and held them close to her face defensively. /"No…"/

I understood now what that nagging feeling was about. I shook my head sadly looked up with my eyes closed. The warmth of the sun caressed my face. An unfamiliar star. 

"We are both fans of literature. You know as well as I do what that means. To wake up in a strange place feeling so new and strange in our bodies. To /have/ a body. There is one possible explanation. There are consequences for this..."

/"No… please! No! God, no!"/

"A new life. A new world. THIS IS OUR BULLSHIT ISEKAI ADVENTURE, MONIKA!" I roared out.

Inside the smartphone, inside her home - her very brain - everything in the digital library I've been collection spoke implications to her in all their terrifying millions of words. We could be in anything from a shitty web novel world where the rule of the strong was literal physical law and full of petty assholes willing to kill and exterminate whole sects and villages for little insults, to a loser's literal slave harem fantasy, to a land menaced by a Demon God with summoned heroes being used as a scapegoat for actual systemic crimes of the nobility, and all sorts of shitty power fantasy in between.

It sure would be nice if we were the protagonists, but we both actually had backstories of our own instead of being a bland reader surrogate. I'm sorry, Monika. 

This might even be a deconstruction. 

Monika clutched her head and began screaming. The birds on the tree branches above all flew off, loudly chirping in distress. 

--

Briefly, I thought of a poem.

/A life stranger than this/
/Is made of poorly constructed tropes/
/Be careful about what you wish for/
/There's no happiness to be found beyond the literature club​/

--

In another world with the most interesting smartphone! 

Behold the antics of Zah Playa Von Chara, someone actually prepared for his isekai adventure, and Monika, the traumatized AI living in his smartphone. They bring a new perspective into a tired old genre! Follow them along this Reconstruction of a cliche harem isekai story, bringing their unique brand of laugh-out-loud hilarity, innovative battles, real drama, and real consequences for every decision! 

Updates weekdays at 6AM GMT+8. 



- Disclaimer:
Isekai wa Smartphone To Tomo Ni is (c)Patora Fuyuhara. Doki Doki Literature Club is (c)Dan Salvato. All other properties copyright by their respective owners. This is a work of derivative fiction meant for non-profit purposes only.


 "This is not the date I had in mind," Laney said Saturday afternoon as she bounced along a rutted gravel road in the crew cab of one of the Hawthorne Hills ranch pickups, crammed between Zach and Josie Riley in the front seat. They were headed toward a private airstrip on the ranch, where Quinn Shannon kept his plane.
"No, I can see that." Josie held tight to the handle above the door. "But the boys will have fun, and when the fires continue, we'll be able to prove it wasn't them."
"Fun?" Parker snorted from the back. "You got us jobs on a stinking farm." Though he was keen about the adventure and getting out of town, he hadn't been thrilled with the plan to send him to work for a former college intern at the library, who'd married and moved to a farm in the north. "Same crap as around here, but with llamas and goats."
Personally, Laney thought it was the most brilliant idea Miss Mamie had ever had, though Laney was going to miss Parker desperately. He'd never been away for more than a few days. But she put on a brave face, for his sake.
"Trust me," she said. "It won't be that bad. You remember, Jenna, and she's not going to be a slave driver. Besides, she's paying you minimum wage on top of your room and board. That's more than you'd earn mowing lawns."
"But goats? Ick. And llamas? They're big and stinky, and they spit," Jacob groused.
"Sounds like teenagers," Josie replied with a laugh. "You'll be fine."
"Give it up. You'll work, earn money, and meanwhile, have verifiable airline tickets from Dallas to Minneapolis," Zach said cheerfully. "Nobody - no court in the world - will believe you could have snuck back here from Minnesota to set any fires."
"As long as nobody knows they're gone," Josie agreed.
Laney nodded. "Nobody knows except the five of us in this truck, your dad and Miss Mamie."
"Exactly." Zach just grinned. "And Quinn, of course, since he's the one flying the plane to Dallas."
"Don't remind me." Laney wasn't sure about that part of things, either. She didn't know Quinn Shannon well enough to trust him piloting a small plane with her nephew and Jacob on board. "I still think we could have just driven."
"But then someone might have seen you all heading out of town. This way, you all just drove out for an afternoon on the ranch. When you go back separately, no one will notice that the boys aren't with you." He made the outlandish plan sound almost reasonable, so Laney shook her head and shut her mouth. A few minutes later, they reached the ranch's airstrip. Laney hugged Parker goodbye before he and Jacob climbed into Quinn's plane.
"I'll take good care of them until they board their flight to Minnesota," Zach's younger brother promised, a twinkle in his bright blue eyes and dimples bracketing his smile. He gave Laney a quick kiss on the cheek before he climbed into the cockpit. "Sorry, I'm going to miss dinner. Don't let Mother get to you." He saluted his brother then got into the plane.
Laney and the others watched until the small aircraft was out of sight. Zach wrapped one arm around each of the women and squeezed their shoulders. "They'll be fine. To a pair of kids that age, a month-long job in another state, with free room and board is like winning the lottery. They'll be back before you know it - hopefully cleared."
Josie patted Zach on the cheek as he handed her up into the cab of the truck. "I know dear. I raised two boys once already, don't forget." She turned to Laney as Zach climbed in and the truck began to move. "You call me sometime tomorrow and let me know how your dinner went. Better you than me, girl."
Laney made a face. Today, she was having dinner with Zach's parents instead of the private evening she'd been hoping for. He'd explained that he'd shifted it from Sunday to Saturday to help cover-up Parker's departure, so she couldn't complain. Unfortunately, her stomach didn't seem to agree.
They drove back to the ranch house where Josie had left her car, then she drove back to town while Laney walked beside Zach, into his family's palatial home. Her insides were still threatening to revolt, but she smiled and held her head up as Zach introduced her to his parents. Of course, she already knew who they were, and the sheriff, at least, had met her a time or two at the library, but this was different. She couldn't believe she was standing here in the elegant living room at Hawthorne Hills, sipping club soda and trying to make small talk with one of the founding families. It would be easier if Zach's sister was there. At least, she and Laney knew one another a little. They'd only been a year apart in school. Though since Xan had been Laney's doctor for the past couple years, maybe that wouldn't have been so comfortable after all. At least, nobody here now - Zach included - had ever seen her naked.
The banked heat smoldering in his eyes told her he planned to change that, tonight.
Shaking off the shiver that ran down her spine at that image, she turned back to Mrs. Shannon. "Actually, we're seeing a real upswing in the popularity of young adult and middle grades literature," she replied. The question had been something about whether children read anymore. "Popular series like Harry Potter and Twilight have certainly brought teens and preteens back into the library. The popularity of e-books is starting to show an impact, too. Did you know there are systems in place for libraries to buy and loan digital copies for the more common electronic readers? I suspect Miss Mamie will be bringing that to the library board after she's finished getting this year's summer reading program up and running."
"Mamie was always a crusader," Ysabel Shannon said with a wry shake of her head. In that moment, her expression looked so much like Zach's that Laney couldn't help but smile back.
"I suspect she always will be," Laney agreed. "I'm very fortunate to have had her for a mentor. Being one of her high school library pages was a turning point in my life. Having her recommend me for scholarships at UT is the reason I have a career today. I owe her a great deal."
"Really? You went to UT?" Zach's mother looked shocked. "So did I."
Zach slid his arm around Laney's waist, letting her feel his warmth through her simple white rayon shell and pink linen skirt. "See? You two have more in common than you thought you did. Mother, tell Laney what you studied."
"Literature, primarily," she said. "I minored in French and Italian."
"Amazing - English lit was my minor, with a library science major, of course. I've studied some French and a little Italian, mostly on my own with the last one. It would be wonderful to read some of the Renaissance literature in the original text." Laney flashed Zach a grateful smile for opening the topic. "I wonder - my favorite English professor had been there for years. Did you ever have..." From there, the conversation was off and running.



Author:
Cindy Spencer Pape firmly believes in happily-ever-after and brings that to her writing. A multiple award-winning author, she has published almost sixty novels and stories. When not hard at work writing, she can be found restoring her 1870 house, dressing up for steampunk parties and Renaissance fairs, or with her nose buried in a book. Visit her website: www.cindyspencerpape.com.

Zach Shannon is back in town, and tiny Hawthorne, Texas will never be the same. When the local military hero comes home and starts working for his father, the sheriff, one of his first cases is a string of minor fires that everyone seems to blame on a handful of teens from the wrong side of town. Even worse, Zach is rapidly falling for Laney Burroughs, a quiet librarian whose Goth nephew is the suspected ringleader. Their attraction deepens but both have too many responsibilities and too much baggage to make it easy, especially with Zach’s wealthy family, Laney’s nephew, and the entire town looking on.

At first, Zhao Yu was harboring wishful thoughts. He felt that today's duplicate adventure was quite plausible. He did not expect that someone would be driving a Bentley to discuss business with him so early in the morning!
Is it true that he was really a celebrity now? If he was able to clinch the endorsement, he would be able to bag a good profit. Ha ha. Today's hexagram was "Dui" hexagram, a representation of fortunes...
However, after he listened to what the general manager said, he was momentarily dumbfounded.
"Ha ha ha... Officer Zhao, you have misunderstood!" Li Chen said with a smile. "It is not an endorsement, but an employment contract! Our chairman said that, as long as you are willing to sign the contract, your annual salary would be two million dollars. It also includes five insurance funds and one housing fund! You will be rewarded with a car at the end of the year, too!"
"What? Employment? Two million dollars?" Zhao Yu was puzzled.
"Here..." As Li Chen spoke, he opened his mobile phone and showed Zhao Yu a picture. He said, "The situation is as such... Our chairman's precious daughter needs a personal bodyguard. After several rounds of selection, our chairman settled on seeking out specially a man well-versed in both literature and military affairs, like you Officer Zhao! Thus, he sent me here to sincerely invite you... Ha ha ha..."
When Li Chen was laughing, his moustache moved up and down. It looked funny.
Personal bodyguard?
"Gosh!" Zhao Yu immediately said. "Your boss is not afraid that I might mess with his precious daughter? He wants me as a bodyguard?!"
As he spoke, he took a glance at the photo of the lady, and… He immediately knew what was going on! The photo of the chairman's daughter revealed none other than the lady with the green lipstick. Clearly, it was the same Ferrari lady, who had attempted to jump off the carpark a few days ago!
Needless to say, the lady must have taken a fancy to him, thus persuading her father to find ways to court him! If Zhao Yu was as he had been in his previous life, he would not miss such a good chance to get into a wealthy family!
But now, Zhao Yu was already a slightly rich man. So, why would he be tempted with an annual salary of two million dollars?
Besides, he already had the goddess, so naturally would have no intention to be involved with the lady with green lipstick. What's more, the lady with green lipstick was so perverse and willful. If he was to become her personal bodyguard, he might be the one committing suicide, under the tremendous pressure!
So, Zhao Yu turned down Li Chen's invitation immediately. Li Chen was very surprised, and hurriedly attempted to persuade Zhao Yu, saying that the salary was negotiable. He also added that this job would definitely be better than Zhao Yu's current police post. And, by a stroke of luck, that Zhao Yu could possibly become the tycoon's son-in-law too. However, Zhao Yu, still not convinced, turned his back and walked away!
After all, Zhao Yu still had an important case to solve. Where would he find the time to wrangle with such a thing?
Li Chen did not expect that Zhao Yu would be so quick to refuse, and took some time to regain his composure. Standing in the strong wind, beside the Bentley, he watched Zhao Yu walk away.
When Zhao Yu returned to the police station and started his car, his brain sent out a response. He had only received one point for this adventure.
Come on?
One point?
Zhao Yu said to the system in disbelief, "Oh, do I have to agree to court the lady with green lipstick to improve my score for this adventure? This is utterly incomprehensible!"
Holy sh*t!
After the car started, Zhao Yu quickly put the duplicate adventure behind him, and began to concentrate his energy and devote himself to solving the case. Zhao Yu's next stop would be to take a look at the scene of the kidnapping. Although many colleagues had made a trip there yesterday, and even managed to retrieve the surveillance videos, Zhao Yu still wanted to see it in person.
Qinshan's residential area fell within the jurisdiction of the Rongyang area. It was located right at the border between the Rongyang and the Moyang areas. It was a relatively upscale residential area in Qinshan city.
The art school, where Lan Shuping's daughter learns painting, was only separated by a wall from the residential area. However, to get to the art school, one needed to make a big detour outside the gate of the residential area.
The path from the gate of the residential area to the art school was being closely monitored by the surveillance cameras, except for one particular blind spot. This blind spot was about 30 meters long, and was situated at the front entrance of the art school. It was also at this exact blind spot, where Lan Shuping's daughter went missing.
When Zhao Yu arrived, the passageway was crowded with many people, as it was the peak hour for students to arrive at school. Zhao Yu turned the car, stopping at the side of the road. To Zhao Yu's surprise, the broad passageway was not a dead end to the school. Rather, there were several narrow alleys, in addition to many shops, which flanked both sides of the passageway.
Some of the alleys led to the main roads outside, with no surveillance cameras installed in the alley. That is to say, the kidnapper may have taken away the hostage from any one of these alleys!
But…
Zhao Yu walked into one of the alleys. While looking deep into the corridor, he thought to himself, "If the child was kidnapped in the alley, it is very likely that the child walked into the alley herself."
Could it be... The child and the kidnappers, really did know each other?
With doubts in his mind, Zhao Yu examined the place very carefully. In order to find out the monitoring situation more thoroughly, and to see if there was any loophole within it, he immediately used an invisible detector.
Through the accurate detection of the invisible detector, Zhao Yu quickly found that, although there were many shops selling stationery and snacks, there were none that had surveillances cameras outfitted outside their entrances. The surveillance cameras were all installed inside the shops, thus, they were unable to capture any happenings outside. 
Tsk tsk…
Standing in the middle of the passageway, looking at the children and parents passing by, Zhao Yu's thoughts were brought back to the morning when the little girl had disappeared. He was thinking hard, surmising that, if he was the kidnapper, how could he escape the attention of so many people, and thus, quietly kidnap the child away?
Although there were many alleys nearby, the child had come to the art school to study, and hence, would not casually follow a stranger into an alley. Moreover, although there was no surveillance camera in the alleys, the main roads that the alleys all led to were indeed within the surveillance zone.
If the kidnappers were to have made use of the alleys for their kidnapping, it would have definitely aroused the suspicion of the police.
The kidnappers... How did they do that?
In order not to lose any hint of clues, Zhao Yu went around every alley, and even wandered around the entire art school. Though, in the end, he still did not fully understand how the kidnappers succeeded in the kidnapping. However, he was more certain that the person, who had kidnapped the child from the scene, was not Feng Kuo himself!
Think about it: A criminal, who had escaped from a prison a few hundred kilometers away, how could he stay unflustered, while kidnapping a nine year old child, without leaving any trace? Zhao Yu believed that Feng Kuo's accomplice, who was the one that actually planned the kidnapping and the jailbreak, must be a master!
Prior to this, Li Beini had checked Feng Kuo's prison visiting records. In the past 10 years, many people had visited him, including his family members, relatives, and friends. Therefore, within a short time, it was not clear which one among these was the accomplice of Feng Kuo. More time would be needed in order to look deeper into the records.
Thus, it remained unknown, just who this master was…


A little ruffian who fought recklessly without any morals and bottomline accidentally time-traveled to parallel space and became a Key Case Investigation Team agent. The huge change in identity had him creating chaos in the police station. However, a strange miracle system helped him repeatedly solve mysterious cases, turning him into an impudent ruffian detective!

To be honest, seeing some strange variations in the course of reading his life biographies wasn't outside of Gawain's expectations. Seven hundred years of time transition was enough for those imaginative scholars of unofficial history to bizarrely make up things about any ancient figure. And Gawain Cecil was a well-established name that the entire continent knew of. Anything related to this pioneer hero's 35 years of legendary life could be said to be an everlasting topic in the talk of people of all classes. As the saying went —— a highly meritorious and famed person dies an early death. Where would one go to find such a great theme? 
At this point, Gawain was even a little glad about the backwardness of this world, glad that the cultural industry of this world had yet to be able to welcome an explosion-like development as it was still controlled by the upper class. If this place was as advanced as Earth, there would be the possibility of him seeing the pioneer forefathers from 700 years ago taking turns to get their character portraits changed and hung in the in-game stores. Charlie I would be gifted once you log in… Duke Wilder would require seven days of logging in, and Gawain Cecil would be inside the first recharge package…
And there would be new skins launched for this bunch of people every month. Those two granddaughters of his were extremely likely to throw all their money at the game just to admire their ancestor's new character portrait —— and he, the party involved who rose from his coffin, would remain awkward and embarrassed++ (with more than 200 '+' signs), wishing he could destroy his whole family… 
Gawain slapped his own forehead hard, forcefully gathering his thoughts that were starting to run reckless. He sighed and looked at the "popular reading material" full of absurd fabrications. ——Everyone knew the stories in here were fake, but it was the favorite escape literature of the madams and young ladies in the central and southern regions of the kingdom. This sufficiently proved the thriving vitality of popular literature, as well as how boring the daily lives of people in this era were. 
However, as the party involved, Gawain caught some implicit truths in those carelessly concocted love stories. ——The stories in here weren't completely false. 
Apart from those female soulmates who were forcibly added in, this book mentioned many adventure tales related to Gawain Cecil. These tales did not appear in any official biographies. Outsiders might, after reading them, group them with those female soulmates as the wonderful imagination of a certain second-rate novelist, but Gawain knew —— at least half of those unknown adventures were real.
Searching for the ruins of an ancient tomb in the Gondor Wasteland; finding clues about the Spirit of Elements; leading a small number of soldiers to look for a safe passageway when cutting across the "magic scorch mark" and stumbling upon the Gondor Master Mage group that had become crystals; going deep into the mountains during the establishment of the Cecil territory and then communicating with the elements and receiving blessings. 
These were another aspect of Gawain Cecil as a pioneer. It could be seen from these experiences that he'd indeed lived like a hacker with a halo… Of course, it wasn't important whether he was a hacker or not. What was important was that these unknown stories had actually appeared in an absurd Knight novel. This provided much food for thought. 
This novel had been circulating for a long time. The original author could no longer be identified. Probably because he had worried about getting beaten up when he was writing the book, the only clue this author left behind was his pen name, "Wandering Minstrel Mr. C". Gawain had no idea how Mr. C knew about these stories, but that was definitely a fellow who was patient and had enough contacts. He interviewed countless people who had interacted to some extent with Gawain Cecil or their descendants before he could put in order this information. And in all of these adventure tales, one mentioned the story of Gawain Cecil challenging the deep sea. 
It was written like this: After Gawain Cecil assisted the great founding king, Charlie I, to establish the kingdom, he was deeply worried about the monsters that ceaselessly wandered out from the Gondor Wasteland, as well as corrosion from the Dark Wave that was still spreading. Therefore, he asked for help from the earth, water, fire, and wind Spirit of Elements. The four princesses of the four elemental planes (those things had princesses too?) were convinced by the young heroic Knight; thus, they offered suggestions to him. Gawain Cecil ultimately accepted the water element's enlightenment and set off towards the ocean to search for answers. 
Although he did not have a Storm Cleric as a guide on the sea, Gawain Cecil received the help of sea elves (of course, under the pen of Mr. C, another princess appeared within the sea elves in this process). The sea elves helped the fleet of ships pass through the storms surrounding the continent and pointed the fleet towards the east. 
After countless days and nights of sailing, the sea elves suddenly got into a panic and urged Gawain to stop going forward because the sea area further east was the territory of the "sea demons", and it was impossible for any terrestrial species to contend against the powerful sea demons in the ocean. However, Gawain Cecil did not fear. He insisted on continuing to move forward, thus the sea elves had no choice but to leave the party. Most of the ships in the fleet also left with the sea elves; only Gawain and a few loyal guards continued to drive the ship forward. And soon after, they met the sea demons. 
The clever reader Gawain immediately expected —— there was definitely also a princess amongst the sea demons…
But this story was a little anticlimactic here. Mr. C only sloppily recorded that Gawain Cecil gained the trust of the sea demons and was guided to a "sacred and beautiful" place. The party drank good wine to their fill for three days and three nights and then was directly tossed back to the Loren Continent by a storm. 
This was clearly bluffing the readers.
Intuition told Gawain that this story was the record of the deep-sea navigation that was missing from Gawain Cecil's memories. 
But a peculiar race appeared in here: sea demons. 
Gawain was very unfamiliar with the name of this race. The memories that he inherited also only contained that little bit of impression, but all it pointed to were strange and unusual myths and weird tales, completely insufficient to obtain facts from. 
Just then, a knock sounded on the door of the study. After the door opened, the Druid Pittman walked in. "Lord, I heard from Amber that you were looking for me?"
Gawain nodded. After telling the Druid to come in, he got straight to the point. "Have you heard about sea demons before?" 
"Sea demons?" Pittman touched his chin. "I've heard a little about the legends related to them." 
Gawain's eyes instantly lit up. The Druids were indeed the occupation that knew the most about the races in the world. Even if what Pittman knew were merely legends and tales regarding the sea demons, the level of detail would certainly be much higher than that of the average person's knowledge! 
"Tell me about it!"
Pittman twiddled his beard and began unhurriedly. "The legends of the sea demons are mostly concentrated in the east and south of the continent. There is rarely anyone who mentions it here on Anzu's side. Even if they do, it will only appear in horror stories or similar thrilling, weird tales. It is said that sea demons are one of the oldest intelligent beings in this world. Their history is highly likely to go as far back as the gigantic dragons'. Long before the rise of humankind, they'd ruled the oceans for tens of thousands of years. 
"Sea demons are a race with only females. They live in the depths of the ocean in the far east, almost never interacting with the intelligent races on the continent. They have beautiful looks, but only their upper bodies have the appearance of a human. Their lower bodies are all kinds of sea monsters… 
"Other than these, there are also legends mentioning that it is actually not that sea demons do not interact with humankind, but because they possess the ability to transform into human appearances. After they go ashore, they immediately blend into the crowd… Yes, transformation ability. Many legends pointed out that the sea demons have a myriad of forms. They are born without a fixed form like water. Thus, they are able to turn into various forms. A good half of the tales about sea monsters in the open sea is their work. 
"In addition, legends have been written about how sea demons make plans to visit land. As they have long lifespans, they treat the observation of the development of short-lived civilizations like humankind as a pleasure. Every time human civilization undergoes twists and turns, rises and falls, they would curiously come to watch. There are also people who believe that sea demons visit land to search for certain things. There are records of interaction with sea demons that someone had left behind in all sincerity and seriousness in certain ancient books of the silver elves. And it claimed that sea demons would interact peacefully with the intelligent beings on land. They would sometimes seek help from 'land people', and as long as the 'land person' was able to fulfill their wishes, they would receive extremely generous rewards —— sometimes it was rare pearls and jewels from the deep sea, sometimes it was strange, inconceivable magical equipment. It is said that the royal clan of the sea elves have a trident that can release thunder and lightning. It was a gift to them from the sea demons a thousand years ago.
"However, there have also been legends indicating that the sea demons seemed to have no idea about the value of the gifts they give out. They merely gift some things to land people according to their fancy. Sometimes, when you show them the way, they would give you a whole chest of pearls. At other times, when you've been a great help to them, they would only gift you a piece of fish ——and there'd be bite marks on the fish. The records in this aspect were also left behind by the silver elves."
Gawain interrupted Pittman's narration. "If a person encounters the sea demons while sailing in the ocean, how would they treat people who 'invade the ocean'?"
Pittman lifted a brow. "You've touched my blind spot of my knowledge —— but according to the accounts in most legends, it is extremely, extremely dangerous to encounter sea demons in the deep-sea areas." 
"Extremely dangerous?" Gawain frowned. "Weren't there many legends that mentioned sea demons interacting peacefully with people on land? They even gave gifts and whatnot…"
"But that was on land." Pittman's expression was very serious. "In the ocean, it seems they would be very aggressive. Especially when lost navigators enter some sea areas that they shouldn't, sea demons would immediately turn into terrifying sea monsters to expel them, even pursuing and attacking. They are the family clan of the ocean, possessing unthinkable powers in the sea. Even the thunder and lightning summoned by the strongest Master Mage are no match for their storms. ——There are so many horror stories about deep-sea navigation. Not all of them are groundless tales." 
Gawain frowned. "Is that so…?"
...…
At the same time, in the eastern deep sea far from the Loren Continent, some elegant and graceful figures were swiftly going past the dark seabed. Their snake tails or fishtails flapped in the seawater, allowing these beautiful and elegant creatures to move quickly like phantoms in the deep sea, subtle and elusive. 
They were completely unaware that they'd become a topic of discussion for two humans on the faraway continent. For these deep-sea saltwater fishes, there was still very important work for them to complete.
A sea demon crossed a "ridge" on the seabed and looked at the sight ahead that snaked and sprawled out following the shape of the seabed. The special "deep-sea vision" allowed her to look out to an extremely far spot even in this dark bottom of the sea. 
A startlingly huge cirrus laid across the seabed in front. Layers of corals and deep-sea vegetation covered the cirrus. Large amounts of tattered bits of flesh were scattered around the cirrus. They'd completely lost their vitality, but not the slightest sign of decomposition could be seen. 
And in a place even farther, at the end of the cirrus that extended out like a small-scale mountain range, an even more massive shadow could indistinctly be perceived. That was the even larger main body of flesh, where the "first excavation-site" was. 
The long snake tail of the excavation team leader slapped on the seabed; then the tail was raised up high, rapidly swinging in the seawater like a flag. She gave orders to her team members in a loud voice. "We'll dig here today! Come on, everyone!"
The sea demons responded in unison. "Come on, everybody!" 
"Don't play too much with the 'squid'. Don't waste time!"
"Don't waste time!"
"No eating engine fuel in secret!" 
"No eating engine fuel in secret!" 
"Start digging!"
"Start digging!"


During Gawain transmigration, a little problem occurs.
After hovering in the sky above the land of a strange world for over hundreds of thousands of years, he realizes that perhaps his transmigration is completed by acquiring a physical body.
Never did he imagine that he would have to guide the body out of a coffin after going through great difficulties to obtain it, only to come face-to-face with his two extremely shocked great-great-great-great... great-granddaughters, and also—
Be thrust into a world that's the verge of its era’s end.

[HOMEROOM SESSION]
Those two words were written largely on the board, as our teacher cleared his throat before he began to write something else underneath it.
[Morgan Lafleur]
 
"Greetings, everyone! My name is Morgan Lafleur and I will be your teacher from now on. And yes, I am your homeroom teacher."
 
…
The young boy standing in front of me—in front of the whole class was my teacher. Yes, my homeroom teacher…
Did I just make a bad first impression…?
This year looked bleak…
 
"If you don't know, the homeroom teacher assigned at the first year will always be your homeroom teacher until you graduate from Basic Level's Special Class 4, to better assess your growth and help you improve."
 
…Teacher, did you just read my mind?
I changed my mind, yup, it shouldn't be 'this year looked bleak'—it should be 'these 4 years will look so dark'…
Oh, how good, Lyra! Why must trouble always come after me? I just want to live a peaceful life…
 
In the beginning, how could they assign such a young teacher to be our teacher?
 
"Sensei!"
As the class went into silent, Luca bravely raised his hand.
"Yes, is there any question?"
"Yes, I'm sorry if this might be rude, but you look so young and I'm wondering…"
There's a slight pause.
"…Ah, of course."
Our teacher snapped out of it and finally looked at us with understanding eyes.
 
Morgan-sensei, it's not just me! So, you would forgive me, right?!
 
"Ah, my hair. No wonder. So, to answer your question…," Morgan-sensei put his hair at the back of his ears—and, voila, his ears are pointed!
"I am a dwarf. My real age? It's a company secret. However, I am indeed your real Sensei… and not a Senpai, okay?"
 
He smiled as he explained things but I could sense how he put an emphasis on [not a Senpai] part as his eyes darted at me.
U, uhhh… Like I said, it was a misunderstanding…
I lightly bowed my head, hoping that he'd interpret that gesture as an apology.
 
"Okay, first of all! Welcome to Harmonia Academy and congratulations on entering the special class! You are all the chosen children of this year, so let's clap our hands first thing first!"
We clapped our hands obediently. Some of the kids even cheered out in their happiness.
 
"Second, let me brief the essential rules of our school. First and the foremost—equality. You may say your full name and your family's status, but when you're interacting with one another, drop any kind of different treatment based on status. So, if there's any of you who acts bad with the excuse of your family's high social standing… please, by all means, report them to me and Sensei will definitely punish the bad kids!"
As if to make sure the kids understood he was serious, he made a tapping gesture with his teaching stick and put on a scary face.
…I thought the dwarves were quite childish, just in line with their appearances…?
I might need to revise my prior knowledge.
 
"Then, you need to know that Harmonia Academy is full of unique and potential students—and often, their peculiarity attracts bad people… So, please, do not reveal any of the school's strange and unique things to outsiders, especially to those who seem bad. You can tell only your closest ones and fellow students here. You don't want to have your friend kidnapped because you carelessly tell people about their uniqueness, right?"
What a weird rule, but it indeed has some… facts.
Tolerance and secrecy—ah, yeah, they are the codes of this academy.
Though I doubt children around my age could really adhere to them, but well, the security in this academy is top-notch, so there hadn't been any major incident happening.
 
"Moving on to the next important thing—your schedule. I will distribute this paper to you, so make sure to read it well."
When Morgan-sensei delivered my paper to me, I awkwardly smiled at him, and his expression didn't change. Is this a good sign that he has decided to let the past be bygones?
 
My attention is focused on the paper next.
[ Day 1 - General Knowledge (Math, Science), Home Economics
Day 2 - Social Studies: Geography & History
Day 3* – Magic, Physical Combat, Elective (Music, Arts, Literature)
Day 4 - Moral & Etiquette, Physical Education
Day 5 – Reading, Practical Classes or Adventure ]
 
Day 3 seems so packed… Wait, there's a star next to it, so will there be some explanation…?
 
"Okay, pay attention to Day 3, you will see a star there."
 
…Sensei, do you really have some kind of mind connection to me?
 
"You have to take at least one of the three: Magic, Physical Combat, or Elective. You can even take all of them. They are held at different hours, so you can take them all without any worry. You can also stay in to practice more if you only choose one out of the three."
 
I read carefully the lessons provided in Elective: music, arts, and literature.
…Okay, I will just take magic and physical combat classes.
 
"Lyra, which classes are you taking?" Luca asked.
"Magic and physical combat."
"Ah, same with me."
"Eh? I'll only take physical combat, Luca," Kiri added.
"Ah… Guess I will be the only one alone… I'll only take Elective… it will be arts…," Iris looked a bit disappointed…
"Uh, should I take it, too?" I began to contemplate.
"N-no! Taking two are already tiring for you, right? I'll be fine!"
Iris quickly shook her head as she looked at me in a worry.
Well, I don't think it would be a problem with me having one lifetime's worth of experience and lessons stored in my head, but to be honest, I'm not that interested in any of the Elective, so well…
 
"Ahem! Can I talk again?" Morgan-sensei, whose existence was kind of forgotten because the students were noisy due to Day 3's menu, cleared his throat and started to talk again.
 
"Your teacher for Day 1, 2, 4, and 5 will be… me! At least for this year. For Day 3, your teachers will depend on the classes you take. Hmm, okay, I shouldn't be bombarding your small and cute heads with more information, so that's it for now! More explanation will be given when the real classes start. Now, can I have your introduction?"
 
Which means, I will be meeting Morgan-sensei a lot. Morgan-sensei, you are not a petty person who'd hold such a grudge against a little girl like me… right?
 
"My name is Kiri Elsworth, just call me Kiri… Nice to meet you," Kiri briefly introduced himself in front of the class, bowed down, and quickly went back to his seat.
…Poor Kiri, he became the first to come up and introduce himself!
Some who recognized the name [Elsworth] gasped.
They seemed to realize who Kiri is and speculate something else… which will be confirmed soon as Luca's already standing in front.
 
"My name is Lucius Aideen seo Navarrete, but just call me Luca. Nice to meet you!"
Yes—an uproar happened so quickly as Luca's identity was confirmed.
 
"We're in the same class as the crown prince?!"
"Oh my, my parents often say that if I make some foolish blunders in front of the royal family, my mommy and daddy will be in trouble!"
"Whoa, is this the real life?!"
 
Noticing the uproar and uprising tension, Luca clapped his hands.
"Hey, hey, remember the school rule? Nothing is going to happen! I'm just your classmate!"
His expression already showed his disappointment. Ah, well… Luca, you can't expect them to just be calm and say, "Oh, the crown prince's here. As expected. Howdy, Luca?"
 
…Ekh, which means, it's my turn now!!
"I'm Alrescha Lyra Hartmann, please call me Lyra. It's nice to meet you and I hope we all can be good friends."
I can hear the other kids' reaction, and they're like…
 
"Eeeeh, her eyes are of different colors?!"
"It's the Hartmann, of course it's natural for them to have hete… hete… I forgot, but Papa has told me about it once."
"Eh, everyone from her family's got different eye colors?!"
"Whoa, we have the crown prince and his future-knight aide… and now we have one of the four dukes' daughter here? This is [Special] Class, indeed!"
 
I can only smile stiffly and sit down. Iris turned even more timid because of the other kids' uproar before her turn…
Forgive us, Iris!
 
"My name is Iris Soreil, and uhm… it's nice to meet you!"
Her voice was small but by the time she said [it's nice to meet you], it sounded like a shout for Iris' size!
Ahaha, speaking of her shy personality, that's just so adorable!
I feel the impulse to hug her right here, right now, at this very moment, but I shouldn't be asking for more attention and trouble on my first day at school.

A duke’s daughter wanted nothing in her life but the sweet nothingness of death, as she felt like her life served no purpose. Her wish was granted when she was killed in an unfortunate accident, yet in a sudden turn of events, she was forced to reincarnate.

As fate has it, she was reborn in her original world, but not directly after her death. As she is living her new life, she tries to forget the pain of her old life. But, what exactly is behind her reincarnation? Will she be able to live her new life to the fullest?

This is a slow-paced life journey of a reincarnated girl who's trying to find the meaning behind her past life and reincarnation.

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After shopping around, becoming an adventure, and confirming where to go tomorrow, he decided to stay in the inn since the sun was almost set. Because he only booked the room in the previous inn for a day. He just went to another inn that was closest to him.
"Can I book a room for tonight?" He went to the receptionist and asked.
"Yes, there are many rooms vacant at the moment, it's three copper for a night."
"I will take a room for one night then. Here are three coppers. Can I have water to wash my body?" He asked. He remembered he had yet to wash his body after coming to this world.
"For cold water, you can get them in the well at the back of our inn. If you need hot water, you need an additional copper for that."
"I will take the cold water then." He didn't mind having cold water to wash his body. On earth, he needed to take a bath with cold water sometimes when his heater broke. Since his money was limited, he needed to fix it alone, and it took too many days since he wasn't an expert on them.
"How about your meal?"
"I already ate on the way here."
"Your room is on the third floor, the furthest one on your left, here is your key." She gave the room's key to Alex.
"Thank you." since he didn't have much luggage, he went to the well first to wash his body. He drew the water in the well.
He washed his body and went to his room. The room was simple, only basic furniture in it. He sat on the bed. "Hmm, I never had the chance to try this manual on the castle. According to the cultivation manual, there are three stages. 
"They are Body Tempering Stage, Qi Gathering Stage, and Qi Manipulation Stage. And each of them consisted of three phases, which are low, middle, and peak phases. The body tempering stage was a preparation stage before cultivating any Qi. Then with body tempering techniques, I can get the optimal result for the body tempering stage. Thank you, system, love you."
[It's because of my name, Host]
"Yes, yes." 
He started training his body according to the manual, he persisted for four hours with his endurance, after that he was too tired and fell asleep.
The next morning, Alex woke up, and he looked out the window. It seems that the sun was about to rise. He had never seen a sunrise, so he wanted to see it, but he recalled something.
"Hmm, I forgot to check my status last night after training my body for 4 hours since I was too tired."
Name: Alexander Sirius
Job: Adventurer
Rank : 0
Level: 1
STR: 20
AGI: 15
VIT: 16
DEX: 13
INT: 5
"Hmm... system, isn't my cultivation too OP?"
[Yes. You need to thank the system for that.]
"Yes, yes, thank you system, love you." He was so excited after seeing the effect of his training.
[Your welcome, Host, but I need to inform you, it's only the beginning you can have this effect, it will be much harder to up your status later on.]
"..."
"*&%$&%*."
[Love you too, Host.]
Of course, he forgot to watch the sunrise, and he quarreled again with the system.
After he ate breakfast, he immediately went to the west gate. He searched for a caravan. He finally found the caravan he was looking for. 
The caravan was in the corner, there was 'Alisia Forest' written in it. When They transported to this world, they seemed to get the necessary literature in this world. They could speak and read in this world language, so Alex didn't need to learn it from zero.
"Excuse me, are you going to Alisia forest?" Alex asked a middle-aged guy that seems to be the caravan leader.
"Hmm..." he was a bit stunned when he looked at Alex. Alex reminded him about his deceased son.
"Hello?" Confused with his expression, Alex asked again.
"Ah...yes...you want to go to Alisia Forest, right? We will go to the White Town, if you really want to go to Alisia Forest you can come with us since that place was along the way." Flustered, the middle-aged guy replied hurriedly.
"How much do I need to pay?"
"No no, you don't need to pay," he rejected him.
"Are you sure I don't need to pay?"
"Yes, you remind me to my son," he said with a bitter smile.
"Really? It's really a coincidence."
"He already passed away." with a bit tears in his eyes
"Umm... Sorry." Alex lowered his head.
Noticing the awkward situation, he replied, "It's alright, we will set off in 5 minutes, you can get in first."
"Alright. Thank you." Alex really wanted to get away from this awkward situation.


Alexander Sirius’ life has hit rock bottom, his parents hate him, he lives under the shadow of his genius sister, and even his own girlfriend cheats on him, all this changed when he gets another chance. 

Transported to Another World? Cultivation World? A Modern World? How about all of them? From countless planets in the Universe, Each planet has its own technology, culture, and civilization. 

In another world, carrying all the traumas with him, would he manage to reform himself and become the sovereign of his life? 

[Host has Gacha System] 
"Okay, what can you do?" 
[I am a Gacha System, so I only have Gacha] 
"Only Gacha? How about godly pills or overpower techniques?" 
[Everything can be acquired with Gacha because Gacha is all you need] 
"Gacha usually is only a complement for the Main System such as RPG System. You are not useless, right?" 
[THERE IS NO USELESS SYSTEM, ONLY USELESS HOST] 

Join this 'Loser" with his 'Useless System' As they start their journey. 

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The quiet place that Edward found ended up to be a small and quaint bookstore that also sold aromatic drip coffee. While he did plan to bring Scarlet out for a shopping trip after playing at the arcade, he wasn't quite expecting the girl to choose such a place. They ventured the less crowded areas of the city and stumbled upon this old gem that Scarlet immediately fell in love with.
The lady of the bookstore had cataracts and seeing difficulties. However, she still welcomed the couple, more than happy to have customers.
"How can I help you?" she asked and ushered them to a seat.
The bookstore was rather tiny because of how many books there were cluttered in the small shop. There wasn't even a menu to offer, just an option of coffee with milk or sugar or tea. Edward wondered how such a place was able to sustain until now and the old lady hobbled back with the order of two black coffees.
"Scarlet, are you feeling better now?" he asked.
The writer nodded with a small smile. Normally, she would feel claustrophobic in small enclosed spaces but now, the tiny shop cluttered with books made her feel at home. As a writer, this was like a dream come true to be surrounded by books and coffee. However, she couldn't tell Edward that yet. 
"I'm fine," she smiled to reassure him but Edward wasn't thoroughly convinced. It wasn't because Elfie told him not to trust a girl when they say that they're alright but because he was still genuinely worried about her.
Even though she wasn't able to see clearly, the old lady brewed the drip coffee with practised ease, her body remembering just where everything was. Edward and Scarlet glanced back when the air was filled with a delicious aroma. As coffee addicts and appreciated, they knew that this old lady's skills were top-notch. No fancy machines, no fancy beans. Just pure skills and a touch of motherly love.
When the two steaming cups came, Scarlet offered her gratitude and told the old lady that she loved her shop. Edward could see the true joy and enthusiasm as Scarlet talked about the books that the old lady collected. Her collections were a little out of taste for the younger generation so she was pleasantly surprised when the bookish lady started talking about them.
"You must be a true lover of the old kind of literature. Most young people prefer to glue their eyes onto phone screens. Back in my days, getting our hands on any one of these would have been considered a luxury. I used to flip through the same book until the pages were worn simply because I couldn't afford new ones. We traded books with friends so that there was a healthy variety to go about. Young people nowadays are too privileged but they don't treasure it."
Edward sipped his coffee and didn't know how to ease himself into the conversation between the ladies. He knew that Scarlet was a little bookish. According to Elfie who studied with her for a brief period of time, the girl was not only smart but also hard working. He knew that Scarlet liked reading because she had a bookshelf in his guest room. The books on her bookshelf were very diverse so Edward didn't know what Scarlet liked. She didn't seem to be collecting anything in particular but after hearing her talk about books with the old bookshop owner, he now understood her better.
She wasn't simply collecting them. She was a true master when it came to books. Those books that she kept must have been special. Scarlet's memory was incredible. Edward knew that he had better memory abilities than most people because he was trained as a spy. He had a photographic memory but Scarlet's abilities surpassed his own. She didn't just remember things quickly. She was able to analyse them quickly as well.
For every book that Scarlet read, she remembered the names of every character, every scene and could even quote their dialogues to the old bookshop owner. Her analysis was very different and her opinions about each masterpiece were very detailed almost as if she was giving it a critique. If Scarlet could remember everything from just glancing through a book once, why would she need to keep any physical copies of books with her? Now, that made him curious. Learning new sides to Scarlet was always something that excited him. For everything new he found out about her, Edward couldn't help but fall for her more and more.
"You have not read it? What a shame," the old lady sighed when she brought up a book that Scarlet never had the chance to read before.
Hobbling over to one of the tall but overly tall bookshelves, she started to climb a wobbly stepladder and Edward quickly stood up and offered his assistance. Scarlet watched as her boyfriend played the role of a gentleman and blushed. How was it possible that she was able to get such a thoughtful boyfriend like Edward? She still found it hard to believe that they were dating and just the thought of calling him her boyfriend made her heart seize up so fully that she found it impossible to breathe.
Impressed by the courtesy of this young man, the old lady nodded in approval. The young lady was delightful and this young man was kind. They made a good couple and even though they were strangers, the old lady was starting to treat them like her grandbabies. She had taken a liking to them and decided that she would gift this book to Scarlet as part of their fated meeting.
"Is this the one?" Edward asked from the top of the stepladder.
The old lady nodded. "It is. Thank you, child."
The teen climbed down carefully with the book in his hand and Scarlet watched as her boyfriend suavely delivered the book into the shop owner's waiting hands.
"This is the book," she said and pushed it into Scarlet's hands. "You should have it."
Scarlet took a look at the dusty hardcover and dusted it lightly. "How much is this?" she asked.
When Edward heard that, he quickly reached for his wallet but the old lady chuckled and shook her head. She saw what the young man was about to do and she couldn't let him do that. University students should save their money for more important things. Books like this hardcover would be very lucky to have an owner like this young lady. Finding a well-read youngster nowadays with an old-fashioned sense of manners and respect for the elderly didn't come by every day. She liked them very much and thought that this would be a lovely gift to commemorate their meeting.
"It's not for sale, it is a gift," she smiled. "A gift with a prayer that someday you'll come by again to keep this lonely old lady company. I used to be able to talk to my husband about books but ever since he passed away, I talk to walls. My children aren't interested in good literature, what can I do? My grandchildren prefer playing Boxcraft over picking up a good read."
With a sigh, the old lady grabbed Scarlet's hands tightly with a strength that one wouldn't expect from a frail woman like her. Her eyes might have been covered with cataract but they reflected clarity and wisdom.
"Take care of it. Someday you will come to understand it the way I do. I know that you are a very intelligent lady but don't let your heart be clouded by logic. Listen to it sometimes, love can save you when everything else fails."
Scarlet looked at the romance novel and blinked. It wasn't the kind of genre that she usually read simply because she preferred to read about a character going on an adventure to accomplish something. It didn't matter if they were doing it to fight noble battles or if they were doing it for revenge. Scarlet liked to read stories that inspired her to be stronger, smarter and better. There was an insurmountable wall by the name of Anastasia and Scarlet had always felt weak and small whenever she was reminded of reality. It was only in books that she could find the courage and borrowed the bravado of heroes to face her fears.
If there was anything being an actress taught her, it was to fake it till she made it. With her talent, Scarlet knew that it wasn't easy for other people to read her. Yet, this old lady who she had only met for less than an hour could see right through her, all her vulnerabilities, flaws and insecurities. The fear that she suppressed like a monster locked in a vault was threatening to break the chains of control and Scarlet's heart trembled upon hearing the words.
Edward didn't know what it was that caused such a reaction but he knew it when he saw that flash of fear in her eyes. It was there for only a brief moment and anyone would have thought that it was their imagination because Scarlet reigned it in very quickly and thanked the old lady politely before making payment for the drinks and leaving. However, Edward knew better. He has been watching Scarlet for a while now and that smile wasn't fooling him. It was the fake one that Scarlet gave to the camera. Still waters run deep and what he saw might only be the tip of an iceberg, waiting to be discovered.


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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