I was a child from a simple family, my father retired from being an adventurer after meeting with my mother.
Living in this small village with a population of around fifty. Thirty-two adults, eight teenagers, and ten children.
Raised by my parents to be well-mannered, I was a passive person. My mother was a baker and because of that, the other kids bullied me by calling me names.
"Hey! Blake what do you bake!"
"Bake! Bake!"
"Blake go bake us a cake!"
With their harassment, I just cried till they leave me alone. I couldn't fight because they were five of them. This almost became a daily occurrence.
Then... (Smack!) I focused my attention to where the sound came from, one of the kids was smacked on the head by a girl. The girl was tall and had short gold-colored hair, wearing a cotton shirt and brown shorts, you may mistake her for a boy, but her voice will reveal it otherwise.
The kid was holding his head, using his hands. Boy that must have been painful...
"Hey, stop picking on the kid." [Girl]
"Who are you to say that to us?!" [Kid 1]
"Do you want to fight too?! [Kid 2]
"Oh good, I needed some practice!" [Girl]
A fight then ensued, the girl was punching the kids that bullied me.
"Damn, my punch is weak." [Girl]
"Hold her!" [Kid 3]
"Got you!" [Kid 4]
But they overpowered her... I don't want to see her getting beat up, but her face showed that she was enjoying it; what a weird person...
"You thought you're safe!" [Kid 5]
The fifth kid, punched me even while I wasn't doing anything, I countered him with a punch to the stomach by reflex.
"So you can fight too huh?" [Girl]
The girl was talking to me, she really is having fun.
"Hey! Don't just stand there, help me out!" [Girl]
She yelled out as she was being held and beaten on the ground.
I didn't really want to fight, but the girl after saying that she needed my help, my body moved on its own.
We proceeded to fight the kids on a 2 VS 5. Even though we won, we still got beat up. Our clothes were covered in mud and there were some bruises here and there.
"Whats your name?" [Girl]
"... Blake..." [Blake]
"Ahh... so that's why..." [Girl]
I swear that she is going to laugh after hearing my name, but...
"That's a nice name." [Girl]
She didn't laugh? Afterward, she took me to their home to get us washed.
"Angelica?! Why are you covered in mud and where did you get that bruise?!"
Her mother was surprised to see me and her, but after showing her a smile. The mother just scratched her head.
So the girl's name is Angelica...
After that we became friends and the bullying stopped, every day we would talk to one another.
"Hahh... this place is so hot, I wish there was an AC here." [Angelica]
"AC??" [Blake]
Angelica, sometimes speak of weird things from time to time, did she read that in a book?
As we grew older. Angelica still wore shorts despite being at the age of 8.
"Why haven't you worn a skirt yet Angelica?" [Blake]
"Because I don't want to." [Angelica]
"But most of the girls in the village wear skirts." [Blake]
"Sooooooo?" [Angelica]
It was hard to talk to her about it, so I secretly conspired with her mother Michelle to make her wear a skirt.
"Why doesn't Angelica wear a skirt?" [Blake]
"Because she didn't want to." [Michelle]
"But the girls at the village were talking about her being a tomboy behind her back." [Blake]
"That... may pose as a problem..." [Michelle]
"Also, I want her to look more feminine." [Blake]
"Was that the only reason?" [Michelle]
"... Yes..." [Blake]
She has seen right through me...
"Alrighty then." [Michelle]
"Huh?" [Blake]
"I was also worried about her. Always wearing boys clothing, even now as her bosom starts to develop..." [Michelle]
"Then you'll make her wear it?" [Blake]
"Yes, but that'll be our little secret hihihihi." [Michelle]
She held her palm to her mouth as she laughed like that, which is kind of scary...
The next time I saw Angelica, she was wearing a white dress. I was captivated by her, the skirt seems to be dancing with the wind.
"Sigh... Why would mother force me to wear this..." [Angelica]
"She's might just be worried about you." [Blake]
"Why?" [Angelica]
"She said that she wants you to look more feminine because the girls called you a tomboy." [Blake]
"If that's what you say so... but still I'm not used to wearing it..." [Angelica]
"But it is chilly right?" [Blake]
"Yeah..." [Angelica]
I kept on praising her and from that day onward, Angelica started to wear a skirt every day.
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Impractical Magic
FantasiaOur protagonist came from a broken family and because of that, made his life a total wreck. To top it off, while on his way home, he got shot and killed when he fought a robber. He thought that it was the end. Until he was reincarnated into a differ...
