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Capítulo 57: Entering school 3

The pilot wiped cold sweat from his brows. The young miss was someone that could not be offended. She was similar to the old madam in temper except she was more like a bottomless pit. 

How could a small child eat so much? 

If he did not store many snacks on his wristband, the pilot feared that she might look at him as her next meal. 

"Thank you for the food! Please fly safely," 

Quickly using the hyper-drive, the pilot waved and returned to the C country where the ancestral home was located. 

Landing the aircraft first and storing it within his wristband, the pilot stepped into the waiting lift that would lead to his next destination. 

First allowing the arc filled with disinfectants to clean his entire form before stepping into the presence of the old madam Kai, who at present was busy supervising those servants feeding the livestock. 

He looked at the various animals and sighed once again. 

A hundred acres of land was reserved for feeding the little glutton.

From the side, the old madam Kai questioned. As if waiting for 

"How did she look?" 

"Happy, especially to the water," 

"She is often in the pool, Butler Qai. Flying today as a pilot was exciting?" 

The butler stiffened, trying his best to keep his facial features neutral, then replied. 

"Old madam, it was interesting serving the young madam personally. as for piloting the aircraft. It has been a few decades. I was surprised everything had been smooth." The old madam Kai accepted this, smiling. The servants around looked at the butler who seemed rather strange before looking away, feeling relieved that the young miss was OK. 

"Mm," 

The old madam turned from looking at the livestock below. Returning to her own courtyard feeling that the home felt rather empty without the presence of the young one. 

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I stood at the entrance wearing a cute dress that fell to my ankles. My long black hair that fell just past the middle of my back was pulled into a bun. Wooden hairpins were inserted within my head with a simplicity design. This is a gift from my thigh. Such a worthy thigh who knew that I have become almost as fond of pretty things as the food I eat. 

Well, pretty things enhanced my already perfect form, both the illusional one and the original. In fact, my room was decorated prettily, but I also knew when and where. For example, the butler who had been the pilot had to drop me off at a distance where I then had to walk around five hundred meters to the nearby building. 

I am active, and this is a new place. To be an ignorant child would be quite stupid. I must not flaunt my wealth lest I be forced to devour these air breathers in anger. Eating them might result in terrible consequences for my main and secondary thigh. It might also attract the attention of my family who would be terrible. 

Reaching the building, I waited a while. Not too long after, an elegantly dressed woman wearing a tan suit with a silver inside shirt and matching heels stood flanked by two other older women appeared. I watched her finishing, taking in her entire form. She had bangs covering her forehead, while the rest of her hair was secured at the nape of her neck. Around her neck was a golden chain reflecting in the sun. The air breather was beautiful, but had a stern look about her.

 Finished, I then diverted my gaze away. The silence stretched for a while before she spoke. 

"My name is; surname Wei, first name Duna, on behalf of our primary school I would like to welcome you. Student assigned to year one, number five hundred and forty-seven. Please follow me to receive instructions." 

So I have been reduced to a number now. 

Well, I suppose this air breather female wanted me to let go of my identity. To me, I did not mind this. What did I really have in this world anyway that was truly mine? 

I am not sure. 

Well, I will find it out sometime I guess.

"Yes ma'am," after replying I lifted my gaze and blinked up at the air breather. There was a light nod. Patiently I waited for her to turn away, following a few meters behind. 

While she walked a short path towards the towering building, I looked around, inhaling deeply, feeling rather content. 

The air is moist, which would ease the need to constantly maintain the body. The sea was not too far away, a few hundred meters away from this building. I felt rather content by all of this and glad this school was chosen. 

Fish will be in the sea. Perhaps I can taste something unique! Continuing on the stone path, the air breather turned right and entered the side of the building. 

Inside I felt that it was quite unique, even having an urge to explore but thought against it for the moment. I will be here and there will be later. Though from what I can see so far upon entering the building,after quickly observing my surroundings; everything seemed well done. Sturdy, simple without unnecessary designs.

"This is the main building. All first-year students will attend classes here. The time specificated for all students to be waiting for their first lesson will be from 0700 hours sharp. A minute later and you will receive a strike, three strikes and you will have cleaning duty. For the entire dormitory. This is a total of four hundred rooms. If warned once more… you will not like the punishment. Madam Maya will lead you to officially register and collect all school required items." 


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