That Time I Started A Life In Another World

Too Easy Feels Uneasy

Crusch was slavin- ehem, working me to the bone. The amount of paperwork seemed unending and I could feel my brain melting from all the reading.

The words were now getting smushed together in my vision, and I swear that I could see the letters moving around and shifting right in front of me.

It would be fine if this was normal reading, I had spent entire days reading without end in my past world, but the words used here were all very complicated. And it's not like I learned this world's language to such an extent that I could read it on the level of my original one.

To put it shortly, I was completely exhausted.

And it hasn't even been 2 hours...

I slumped down on my desk with a *thud*. (I had carried this desk here along with my chair from my room.)

I have to get out of doing this somehow...

After thinking for literally less than a second, I found my solution to freedom.

Cylob: "Crusch-sama, it's monday today, is it not yet time for the conference?"

Crusch: "It's been delayed until friday." She didn't even look away from her paper.

All my hopes and dreams were crusched in just an instant. I wanted to shout in protest, but I didn't have the energy to.

Cylob: "Why didn't I hear anything about this?"

Crusch: "It's the reason Reinhard was here yesterday. He wouldn't come here for no reason."

Yesterday's situations all clicked in place, but that didn't help my current mental state.

Hmm... Think, Cylob, think! You have to come up with something! Find a reason to get out of this situation...!

I was being lazy, but I didn't care. I wanted to have a rest no matter what.

I already gave back Caroline's groceries this morning, which I forgot to do yesterday(oops). Training isn't a good enough excuse. Maybe I could try talking to the other Royal Selection candidates, but I guess that's a bad idea since I'm now officially in Crusch's camp... wait a minute-

Cylob: "Crusch-sama, did you tell the other Royal Selection candidates about the future?"

Now that I thought about it, all of this started with my meeting with Anastasia, which I wanted to have mostly to tell her the future. Of course there was the goal of findng out what the Council Of Elders were planning, but that was secondary to my actual goal back then.

Crusch: "Not yet."

Cylob: "Why not?"

Crusch: "First of all, I've been bombarded with paperwork these past few days." She sent a glare my way, at which I winced. "Second of all, they'd most likely not believe me, and I don't have the time to think about how to convince them."

Cylob: "Can't you bring it up during the conference? You'll have Reinhard to vouch for you there."

Crusch: "Just because I'm telling the truth doesn't mean I'm right. At worst, they might even think that I've gone mad."

I could do nothing but grumble at that revelation.

The only reason Crusch believed me is because she spent a long time with me, but that's not the case with others. Even if I do come to them and say it, they'd just think I'm crazy or something...

In my exhaustion my eyelids slowly started to lower.

But just as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the resentful and hurtful gazes of corpses.