Trapped in my Worst Novel

Getting used to everything [3]

I kept walking around.

I just followed where Sora led me to and bought anything i thought could be useful to me.

I had bought a few clothes, a laptop, and a few kitchen appliances since it didn't seem as though we had anything back home.

It was currently 9 pm and i decided to just head home for today.

I bought a lot of stuff but they are important for me.

While walking back home, I suddenly started thinking about my stats and skills

'...I don't exactly have any lethal swordart or skills, i can't exactly do anything if i'm alone.'

Although i remember where some of the grade 10 swordarts are, I didn't want to make the same mistakes as most protagonists by getting the strongest swordart possible.

And to be fair I didn't want to gain attention.

If I did get too much attention i might suffer from panic attacks again.

I tried remembering if there was any fast swordarts or anything thats discreet and silent that wouldn't give me any attention.

Sadly, the only possible swordart was grade 10, which wasnt exactly at my current level since I was only E+ rank meaning i could only use a grade 4 skill comfortably without wasting too much mana.

If I used anything higher than that, i would waste my mana much quicker and thus get more tired.

A few minutes later, I finally arrived back home.

I was absolutely exhausted as i directly walked to the couch as fell on it.

"Uhh...S are you okay-"

"I'm tired...I haven't walked this much in 5 years..."

"..Huh? What do you mea-"

"Shut upph....."

I groaned as I buried my face in my pillow

I really didn't want to give them an existential crisis and also the fact I didn't even know why I was here anyways so i couldn't answer any questions i would be asked.

The best option so far is so just avoid any topics based on why my personality changed or why i have a different fashion sense or....

....Yeah maybe I can't avoid those questions no matter how hard i do.

Worst case scenario i just say that i've matured or some bullshit like that, they'll probably believe me anyways.

I sighed as I realized that I was still wearing outside clothes, meaning i wasnt exactly comfortable.

I stood up as glanced at the two 10cm tall versions of me.

"....Sora...since i did possess your body, i have to call myself "Sora" infront of others....I'm just warning you."

"YW-YOU-...FINE! WHATEVER!"

She rolled her eyes at me as she turned her head away from me like a child.

"Also you are 14, you aren't a 5 year old child that looks cute. You look immature."

I spoke boldly, not really caring about her opinion.

Although she looked shocked and a bit hurt, thats her problem.

I dont care about her, i dont even know why her soul is still around when she doesnt even have a body to possess.

I headed to my room to change into my pajamas.

I noticed how flat i looked, my chest wasnt exactly big, but that didnt bother me anyways.