The Fallen Alliance | Final Fantasy Type-0 | Reader Insert

Ch.3: (F/Y.n) Collapsed

It was a disaster. First day in and there was already a fight. Between a student and the teacher. I heard that Dr. Arecia is one they refer to as "mother" and one of the guys, the blonde, spiky hair guy insisted to never obey anyone other than their mother... and it escalated quickly. Kurasame hit him for raising his tone and Cater and the short guy, Ace tried to intervene but were utterly defeated. We were only peeking on the door but it was terrifying.

I had never once saw the Ice Reaper fight before but I guess you don't earn that nickname for nothing.

The guys had calmed down... a bit. And Kurasame had called out:

Kurasame: "Three new cadets have been assigned to Class Zero starting today."

Machina: "Machina Kunagiri. Hello."

Rem: "Rem Tokimiya. Nice to meet you!"

Y/n: "[Y/n] Malleus, it's an honor to be here."

Aside from their piercing glares, they do not seem to be thrilled to meet us.

Queen: "Let me guess, chaperones?"

Kurasame: "Your time is yours until you receive further orders. I have high hopes for you. May the Crystal guide you."

He... ignored her, didn't he.

Machina and Rem seemed to be acquainted with the others as they had small chats and I went and sat on an empty seat.

The class moogle introduced the operations guidance and somehow got poked fun on. Cinque, a lively brown-haired girl gave it a weird nickname— Moglin. As a military expert, I guess that kind of nickname would make you look weird.

A few moments later, Aria, the class steward "quietly" introduced herself after being approached by the short haired, Deuce and the tall, blonde guy, King.

...this class. It's basically made up of "unique" people, huh. If that's the criteria here, then I guess a half-blood Genbu would suffice on their requirements.

Ryid: "So, how was the new class?"

Y/n: "...interesting."

I dashed forwards swinging at him as he blocks it with his weapon.

Ryid: "At least you're enjoying things."

Y/n: "Trust me, I'm more comfortable with my previous classmates."

Y/n: "Although, the dorms are quite fancy."

Ryid: "Yeah? I heard that class zero receives a special treatment among the cadets."

Y/n: "Please don't tell me I'm attracting too much attention wearing this mantle."

Ryid: "With your stature? Your mantle is the least of your concerns."

Y/n: "Oh, haha. You're cracking jokes now?"

An alarm had set off as we put down our weapon and sat on the ground, catching our breathes. Talking while sparring isn't a good idea, geez.

Y/n: "...what do you think happened back home?"

Ryid: "..."

Y/n: "I... I can't recall the names of anyone back home."

Ryid: "...I'm sorry."

Y/n: "Milites will pay for this."

I gripped my water bottle spilling everything as I feel my vision starts to darken. I felt like exploding, the rage, the pain... the fear. I heard Ryid calling out before I fell into unconsciousness.

I opened my eyes and I'm inside my dorm with Kurasame watching over. I shot up as I realize I'm inside my bedroom with the Ice Reaper. Both embarrassed and feeling cornered, I hesitantly asked:

Y/n: "...what happened?"

Kurasame: "You collapsed after a training session with your friend. He said you were fine after the sparring but suddenly fell ill moments after. Miss Hanaharu was here earlier, but left shortly after she relieved you from your uniform."

Y/n: "I... I'm sorry, sir."

Kurasame: "Miss [Y/n], you are transferred to my class because of your abilities. You do not need to push yourself further. Your skills are what brought you here."

Y/n: "I'm not..."

Kurasame: "Yesterday, Miss Hanaharu said that she saw you in the middle of the night standing by the arena."

Y/n: "What?"

Kurasame: "She couldn't speak to you because she said you looked too occupied to bother. Please refrain from excessive trainings. Your health is more important at this rate."

I know this is all a lecture, but somehow I'm blushing over the fact that the Ice Reaper is worried about my health.

With that said, I wasn't up yesterday, was I? I slept peacefully, I even feel refreshed this morning.

Kurasame: "Visit the infirmary if you feel unwell, alternatively, you can ask your classmates, or me, to assist you if you can't go alone."

Y/n: "Yes... thank you."

He excused himself and left. I stared blankly for a few minutes and grew bright red as I realize I was wearing a nightgown instead of a normal pajama. Emina! You planned this didn't you!? I don't even own a nightgown! I buried my face on the bed as I try to forget what just happened.

Y/n: "I feel like I'm going to die."