Yesterday, was such a bad day. I foresighted the day however to think experiencing it in real-time would be so hard for my mental health.
Meeting my biological father in my 11th year in this world.
However, as soon as I woke up the next morning I can see myself grinning to myself throughout the whole day. Today is such a great day.
If not for the fact that, that assassin charging towards me.
"What number* are you?" I asked along with my yawn.
(*She calls the assassins 'number' since she doesn't know how many have come after her head these past years)
Silence comes after.
He attempted to throw a knife but I quickly jumped out of my bed to dodge it. It got stuck in my wall deeper than I thought.
"You know, I like silence but I hate silent treatment," I said, even though this guy is not listening to me at all.
He threw me another knife, I moved away from my position again. being on the defensive side, it made a lot of holes in my wall. What a sight.
I attempted to catch some knives but unfortunately failed, the assassin merely smirks at my careless recklessness of trying to catch the knives. And it made a small graze on my left hand.
So I decided I would just dodge instead of catching little sh*ts.
"Mr. Assassin, I kind of ask this to the previous numbers too but what are you after from killing me?"
He flinched a little bit from my question. I refrained from speaking for 10 minutes, I one-sidedly fought him by being on a defensive side. Kind of hard but I quite enjoy dodging games. I loved playing dodgeball in my previous life.
He's still not stopping despite all his efforts to strike a blow. He even attempted to punch my face but unfortunately,
'I keep my face in maintenance, you know. It would be bad if I go to school with a bruise on the face that I cherished so much.'
My room became quite a mess after all the morning exercise. Well, should I teach my exercise coach a lesson too?
Forget about killing, today I have the motivation to gather information regarding the mastermind behind all this.
I quickly moved behind him, he didn't notice since he's still slower than me. I then used a neck cut, a technique used to make your opponent lose consciousness. This means he's still alive.
I moved him over to a blind spot when you open the door, it is on the left side of my bed, by the window. I search all over his body and found out that he was a 'she' all along.
Under her clothes, I found something as my eyes went wide open as soon as I took a look at the picture.
"Wh-
I found a crucial lead.
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Yesterday - Duke Alpheus office
Ijikiel's Pov
"You called me, father?" I asked my father, who is sitting on his chair holding his pen and signing on documents. I was standing room right before his desk full of documents. I
"I see that you're back, it was unexpected,"
"There was a situation in Arlanta that's why the students were forced to go home"
"I see, so what happened there?"
"There was-
.
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."What a mess" My father clicked his tongue in disappointment. Hope that wasn't meant for me.
"Indeed, it is, father" I showed a bit of an unhappy face.
He put down his pen and spent a few seconds thinking about something. It is refreshing to see my father again in two years.
Father is, as usual, a workaholic. And Jennette may have not to change but her appearance changed. She grew up a bit. She was taller than I was when we were younger but now she's shorter than me.
I laugh at the jokes I made inside my head. Waiting for my father's next words.
"....."
'It was like yesterday since I've left home.' I insidely sighed in relief that I made it back home safely. I look around the room and nothing changed at all.
"Ijikiel"
Finally, he spoke up.
"What is it, father?"
"Since Arlanta is no more, I suggest you to transfer to the academy here in Obelia"
"I shall do so father"
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