Lesson 8: Commoners are not fit to breathe the same air as a World Noble

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A loud snuffle and a bright light woke you up. You flickered open your eyes, groaning. The baby boar squealed and dashed back into the undergrowth. You yawned, stretching your arms in front of you.

Perhaps the metal one didn't need stretching, but it was more of a habit now than anything. And you had a cramp in your flesh arm.

But still, you shuffled out of your little cavern, you really should get moving. After all, when there was a young animal, its mother was never far behind. You could handle it no problem, you just didn't want to.

You sighed as you walked out to the cliff you'd climbed just last night. In the morning glow, it didn't look half as intimidating as you remembered it. Grabbing some berries from a bush, you sat down with your legs dangling over the abyss. They were edible, you knew that much. Sabo had shoved them down Ace's throat a couple of weeks ago. He hadn't been happy about that.

Snorting at the memory, you tossed one into your mouth. You winced immediately. Now you knew why Ace had spat them out so fast. You threw them away, grimacing at the red stain on your palm. Even rubbing it on a leaf didn't get rid of it.

So what were you going to do now? Go back to Dadan's?

You shook your head. After your unpresidented episode earlier, you had a feeling that it would be awkward to go back now.

Besides, they would be glad to see you gone.

You were the daughter of a demon after all. And although they called each other friends, Ace still didn't really talk to you unless Sabo was there.

Tossing a pebble down the cliff, you watched it bounce all the long way down. It was quite fun to hear the bouncing echoes so you gathered a handful, and threw down one after another. It was a distraction from your thoughts.

Plink...plink...

You couldn't live out here forever...or maybe you could. Defending yourself was easy thanks to your arm, which also meant getting meat wasn't a problem. And borrowing a book on edible mushrooms from Fooshia wouldn't be a bad idea.

Plink...plink...

It was a little bit beyond you right now, but it was possible that you could build your own shelter. Either up here or in one of the trees would work. Somewhere away from animals. Although...you shuddered. There were animals everywhere round here. Perhaps a tall tree would be a better option, especially considering you were then the only one able to get up there thanks to your arm.

Plink...plink...

Iva would be worried when she couldn't find you. But that was something you were going to have to deal with yourself. Once she realised that you could take care of yourself (if you could take care of yourself, you grimaced), then she might be slightly better about it. Slightly.

Plink...plink...

You froze. What about The Marine?

No. You weren't even going to think about that.

Plink...plink...

"They wouldn't care about you, brat! The only one who truly understands you..."

What about meal times, where the daily scrum broke out? What about running away from angry Dadan when she was angry at you? What about that sloppily baked birthday cake they made?

Plinkety plink plink plink.

The stones tumbled out of your limp hand.

An act. It was all an act. No one could care for you.

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