Chapter 29: A problem of comunication

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It had been another... around a week, i don't even keep track. Toga hasn't really stopped bitting me from behind, but since i am not resisting anymore unless she stabs me, were kind of... okay? Who knows. I really can't tell what the fuck is going on in her head. But i know that i have been happy besides all those incidents. I have been working fine, talking fine, comunicating fine and most of all, i was pretty damn happy. Besides, school was a breeze. I could copy Toshin's homeword pretty much always, since he knows that i have a job to also take care off. But besides that, i am pretty much doing all the subjects flawlessly. Even if it was something i had never really learned like battle tactics or noble etiquete's, i learned them just as fast by just listening to what they say. 

I also hung around with everyone i cared for. But that was pretty obvious. I also got bullied, like i expected, but i didn't really care. So obviously they found bullying me pretty boring. It made me concerned for whom got bullied in my stead, but i would find out one day. Eitherway, if there are those poorer or less vallued then others, there will be those that bully that group. 

I had it pretty well. I sometimes got to have some ice coffee for myself if Sariel or Kyouko felt giving that day, and over all, our group grew more close due to us all being fully honest with eachother. We all talked about all our problems, and that made us all bond more. But it seems like i am repeating things. So let's talk about where i am right now. 

In stages, i am in the 5th stage by now. Making my mana gathering amount around 2.6 x. Almost 3. I also had king class magic, wich was solidified by the fact that i could heal Anako. I guess i still have but 2 techniques for my very own Snake technique, but i still have 5 ideas. Still to be tested in actuall combat. 

So yeah, that's about how my live has been! I have written good things in my diary to go up to heaven with me to Verdad. That is, if i go to that place. It will take some time for sure. But i haven't actually killed anyone yet. Wich is quite unique since i have threatened with it or thought of it for so many times. It's not like i am thirsty for blood, but i wouldn't mind it. If it is needed that is. But you might think, what did i use to win battles then? Well, it's quite simple really. I have simply been using the back side of my sword that isn't sharp. I have been hitting them hard so they got unconcious. And then they would simply be taken to prison. To be honest, most of the time prison is a worse thing then death. It takes time to be in prison, and most of the time they would rot there for the rest of their lives. But death? That's that. It's ended. But it's not like i give that to them. I just dislike killing even though it's better for them. They haven't done anything to me, rather, they are doing something that results in me needing to it to them. I am not in the wrong. 

Anyway, today, i walked to class. It was raining. So when i walked in, i just watched the window in awe. Rain was interesting. Or atleast, it was more so then a teacher going on and on about "proper etiquete". Fuck all that. I choose for myself whether i eat the inner or outer spoon. And if anyone got a problem with it, i will simply excuse myselfs. And if they make some big deal, what are they going to do about it? 

It was pause time. The bell rung 5 times, signaling that it was that time. The sound of footsteps could be heard from the end of the hall from the beginning. It was a luxury school, so there were luxury corridors. They looked well, and i was happy i could even tread them. Truth be told, all the actions i caused resulted in me being free. Me being in this corridor, happy. But allas, i didn't really feel like sitting with everyone in the cafeteria today. I just walked to my room. There i would eat some delicious peaches. Or some beautifull strawberies that ARE sweet. 

As i walked through the corridor, i could see an angry figure leaving for the outside. They seemed upset. So i thought off folowing them for a second. It wasn't my place, but at the same time, i guess curiousity took the better of me. So i looked outside. Just a quick peek! 

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