Scanning the entire gym within seconds, catching every single detail, Lily couldn’t help but smile and jump into the air like a child.
So much...potential!
Leaning over the railing of the second floor, Lily turned her head downward just as another teacher arrived, leading her group of students in.
With long, orange hair, a freckled face, and light-blue eyes, the teacher sauntered up the stairs and toward Lily.
Without even waiting for Lily to speak, she angrily stomped her right foot on the ground and exclaid.
"How is this fair!? The top five students in the sa class!? What do you have on the principal?"
Smirking and staring downward, Lily simply tilted her head and said.
"Nice to see you again, as well, Eren."
Calming down and standing beside Lily, Eren sighed.
"Well, you deserve it after...last ti."
"..."
Ignoring her colleague, Lily’s gaze slowly paused upon the center of the gym, upon a certain figure.
...he borrowed that 50,000 coin sword just to not use it?
Gazing at the boy simply...leaping up and down while pivoting fluidly, Lily could understand he was practicing footwork.
Following Lily’s gaze, Eren glanced at the boy as well, imdiatly pulling out a tablet and taking a picture of him.
Within a few monts, his student identification screen popped up, prompting Eren to mutter.
"Rank 1667 with D-rank potential? That’s unfortunate, his movent is actually quite fluid."
Nodding her head in agreent, Lily lowered her gaze to the boy’s footprints and subconsciously added.
"It’s a sha his speed stat will never surpass D...if he’s moving like that with G-E ranked speed, I couldn’t even imagine him at A, let alone B-level. Must be his innate talent."
"Indeed...he should focus on his swordmanship."
The two S-ranked teachers silently concurred before shifting their gaze to the right, where a massive crowd had gathered.
Imdiatly, Eren turned around, forgetting all about the dancing boy.
"That’s the rank one...and five dueling!?"
Grabbing Lily’s hand, Eren rushed downstairs, pulling Lily behind her, and excitedly yelled.
"Let’s get a better look!"
However, they were too late.
By the ti the two teachers had arrived at the dueling grounds, Leo could be seen pointing his katana at a disard Haerin.
*
*CLAP*
*CLAP*
"ONE MORE!"
Hearing a round of applause echo from behind , I bit my lip, holding the urge to bow, and left the free training area.
Gripping my keychain, I sighed and silently slipped out of the training hall, imdiatly sprinting to the dorm buildings in the distance.
After a quick elevator ride, I unlocked the door with my smartwatch and instantly threw the keychain in the air, watching it enlarge to painting size and attach to the wall.
Surprisingly, despite my act of simply dancing for three hours straight like a circus clown, no one had ridiculed .
Instead, so students from other classes had simply started watching ?
One student had even tried replicating my actions, but failed on the first step, ssing up the length of his leap.
Seeing my footwork, they probably assud I was an expert with the sword.
Little did they know...I would probably lose in a duel to a 1700-ranked student.
Leaning against a wall, gazing at the two massive cardboard boxes waiting to be opened, I closed my eyes and groggily walked toward the painting.
Why would I waste precious ti sleeping when I had the pond to recover !
Within a few monts, I found myself standing on a familiar lilypad, recalling the white robed man’s dance while allowing muscle mory to take over.
At that mont, my curiosity could help but culminate.
Those boxes...are they from "Athen’s" parents?
...
...
...
Looking at the pitch-black sky outside the window, about six hours after my entrance to the painting, I grabbed a towel and dried myself off.
My tablet and smartwatch’s ssage application had received 0 notifications since my transmigration, so I had assud the worst.
Athen had no parents.
However...it seed I was wrong.
Gazing at the two open boxes before , I pinched my nose and grabbed a plastic garbage bag.
It seed...Athen wasn’t on good terms with his parents, to say the least.
Countless letters, marked with a disgusting odor, with contents along the lines, "NEVER CO BACK AGAIN," "WE’VE ALL FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU," and "DON’T TALK TO US AGAIN," appeared in the boxes.
There wasn’t just three, but, at the very least, fifteen.
No furniture or good-luck charms, just stacks of letters, each sohow infected with a putrid scene that made my nose scream out in agony.
...how could he possibly make his parents this mad?
They hadn’t just sent letters filled with insults...they had stinkbombed his dorm room on purpose!
Worst of all, they hadn’t given a reason. The closest was, "YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID. YOU’RE NO LONGER MY SON!"
Shrugging my shoulders, I scooped up the letters into the garbage bag and threw them out the window, imdiatly running to the sink to wash my hands.
It was probably for the best.
If I t the real Athen’s parents, they could possibly discover I wasn’t actually him, and things could take a turn for the worse.
Returning to my dorm room, still slling the disgusting odor, I sighed and muttered.
"Well, I wasn’t planning to sleep here anyway."
This dorm room wasn’t really a "room," just a holding place for the pond sub space.
Still, though, I was annoyed that this place now slled like dog shit.
Just as I stood up, no longer able to bear the room’s new sll, I spotted a single letter left on the ground.
I had used my nose to gather what I thought to be all the letters, so if this was one still here...that ant it didn’t sll.
Leaning downward, I abruptly paused while reaching my arm out.
No...my own parents wouldn’t send literal dog shit, right!?
They had stink bombed ...so what if they decided to ruin my room completely by spraying dog shit all over it!
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