1st Person POV
I woke up as the early morning sunlight shone through the window.
'Whose bright idea was it to leave the curtains open? ~Your fault for not closing it last night...~ Ugh... Why do I wake up so early? It must be around 6 o'clock. Well, that never changed from my old life. Waking up early to go to school on time. Well, I might as well get ready for breakfast. Yay breakfast! Yay food!' I thought.
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat up. Then I fell back.
'Such a comfy bed! Fluffy and perfect!' I thought while my stomach growled. 'But... I need food!'
So I reluctantly slid off the bed and walked to the bathroom. I wanted to wash my face and eyes, but I forgot how short I am.
"Now where is a stool..." I muttered.
Thankfully, there was a stool that made me look very tall in the mirror above the sink.
'Wow- I'm tall!' I thought while striking a pose. 'Who am I kidding. I'm so short I could walk into a class full of kindergartners and they would never suspect a thing! Wait- if I did that in my current form, I would still be shorter than everyone! Ugh, just get on with the day and stop talking to yourself! Hmm... Is this considered talking to myself? Focus!'
After I washed my face and eyes, I noticed my hair was very messy and tangled, and I saw it still tied up.
'Oh, it's going to be very painful to brush my hair... Why, life? Just why?'
I was eventually able to brush and redo my hair, so I walked to the closet with the stool.
'If there are no clothes in here, I will wear what I have been wearing. If there is only my white dress I wore when I first arrived, I will wear that. I wonder if it was washed? If there are more clothes, I will choose one of those!' I told myself.
I tentatively opened the closet and...
I stepped back in surprise and to take in the sheer amount of clothes that were put in there.
"Woah. Now that is a lot of clothes. They are so rich... And there are so many different clothes! There is something for any event!" I exclaimed. "Even my white dress is here!"
I looked at the floor of the closet and saw what seemed like a million shoes! I was used to only having a pair of shoes and a pair of sandals.
'Picking an outfit might be a little difficult...' I thought. 'Let me see... what to wear?
I decided on wearing the clothes closest to what I would normally wear- a black turtleneck long sleeve, black leggings, and my slightly burnt combat boots.
'Good! I'm all ready to eat!'
As if on cue, someone knocked on the door.
"Excuse me, miss, breakfast will be served in the dining hall in about five minutes," I heard a voice say.
I hurried to go out before the person left. Why? Because I had no idea where to go!
By the time I got out, I saw the person already halfway down the hallway.
"Wait!" I yelled.
The person turned around, looking a tad bit annoyed, and I got a look at who it was.
'It's the pale, butler guy with the coins! His name is... uh... Gotoo? Gogo? Oh! Gotoh!' I remembered. 'He was- will be?- rude to Gon over the phone when Gon tried to get through the gates. On the other hand, he really does care for Killua. Or at least it seemed like he did when I watched the anime.'
"Did you need something, miss?" He asked.
"Yes! Will you please show me the way to the food- I mean- dining hall?"
"Of course." Gotoh responded.
He turned from where he was going before and headed down another hallway, just as quickly, if not faster, than before. His long legs, or just my short ones, had me nearly jogging to keep up.
A couple minutes later, we were in front of a large set of doors.
"Right inside there is the dining room, miss. I'll be on my way, but if you ever need me, my name is Gotoh. Don't hesitate to ask for anything," Gotoh said.
"Thank you! And, in case you didn't already know, I'm Kurokami!" I smiled while I was dying inside from pretending to be somewhat social.
I was also thinking about reasons why he was being so nice. 'Maybe Killua's mom made him follow me to make sure I'm not messing around. Or perhaps Killua himself wanted him to do this, after all, they do seem close. Hmm... This is kinda suspicious when he appeared to be rude to Gon. Then again, maybe it's because I'm a guest.'
"Excuse me miss, they are waiting for you inside, and you have about 30 seconds before you are late. They may not enjoy that. I would suggest you go in now," Gotoh snapped me back to reality.
"Oh! Of course, thank you!" I said as I tried to open the door.
Key word: tried. As expected, the doors were weighted and heavier than normal.
'Looks like I actually need to try!'
I pushed only one door with all my weight, which wasn't a lot, but it barely got the job done. I slipped through an opening big enough for a small child.
Then I realized that Gotoh might have wanted to see with his own eyes how strong I was.
'Oh well. He can underestimate me. That works for me... I'm barely trying, knockoff version of Sebastian, but not as good. Oops, wrong anime,' I thought.
The Zoldyecks were all staring at me while in the middle of eating.
"Oh, I almost forgot she were here," Killua said and continued eating.
Milluki avoided eye contact with me and kept shoveling food into his mouth, and Kikyo and Silva (Killua's parents) looked mildly surprised, as if they didn't expect me to actually join the family of assassins for breakfast. Illumi, that creepy oddity, stared at me with his emotionless horrifying doll face, although it wasn't as bad as when he was older.
"Have a seat dear," Kikyo gestured to the empty seat beside her.
'Where are the other two siblings? Maybe they aren't born yet. I didn't meet them when I was introduced to everyone else, so probably,' I thought as I walked to the chair and sat down.
Everyone else continued eating, and then I made one of the worst mistakes of my two lives.
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