And there I was, confused, embarrassed, topless in the middle of a dozen young adults. I was completely flattered as I quietly counted the seconds that passed, kept on anticipating my death, yet it was well over the three minutes and fifteen seconds mark. I was starting to feel cold when amidst the battle; Adam looked over and noticed, the young man suddenly paused mid battle with eyes locked on me just to get his opponent: Gilbert a chance to swerve in and took his sword wielding arm off, ending the first duel.
Meanwhile in my case.
"AHH! Don't look."
I let out the most feminine scream I ever possibly could in my life—I turned my back around and frantically put my clothes back on—that was when Kai approached and covered me from the other eyes.
“You should take a break for today, miss Thuong." He said, looking away in the other direction. "What are you looking at! Heal him and start the next duel."
I didn't answer, was still in that mood of being dead inside and turned myself deaf from any noises as a defense mechanism, I nodded and hurriedly speed walked myself back to the woman dormitory.
Awkward silence ensues, the students did not move out of their line as told. But someone decided otherwise...
“Pfft…. Bahahaha! What was- what the fuck was that. Sorry I can’t, I can not… This is way too fucking funny.”
I turned around to notice a young woman who did not keep her composure during that and bursted out laughing, she hugged her belly tight while trying to hold in laughter only for more to erupt. From afar, the only thing I could make out was a very short, almost male like hot red hair, getting scolded by Kai.
I rushed myself back to the dorm, slamming the door and slided my back down against it, blankly staring at nothing. Then the table clock came into my view; It’s true, time has passed and I am still alive. Who in the living chicken stock decided that me doing questionable acts in public was the only way for me to break the loop? What sick individual decided that out there, or was there another factor that changed that I was not aware of.
And so I covered my face and made my way to the cafeteria; the building South, I went out of my way to play stealth and made sure no one in the school yard would notice.
It was a three story building, I took my time climbing each flight to see what’s up. The first floor when the front door opened was indeed the Cafeteria, it was very empty, with a large glass window viewing into the neverending sea, waves crashing on the small man made island, rarely high enough to splash on the elevated land. There were multiple tables and chairs, and everything else was a convenience/vending machine store setting with pay to use machines, who restocks these I wondered?
I approached a coffee machine in relief, thank god people in 2050 also hated their life, or… At least I think it was 2050, and not people from around 2020-2025 thinking how the future would look to imagine stuff workings. Anyhow, it was when I noticed I had literally nothing to my name, no citizen ID, no teaching permit, teacher card,... And the worst part? No money, which means no coffee.
“Well…”
Keeping composure and calmness. I walked back a few steps to pick up a chair for myself and got into a stance in front of the coffee machine; time to do something against human moral I guess, knowing probably none of my actions matter.
Here you go, Thuong, teaching civics and causing daylight crime. Just because there was no repercussion, maybe that’s the “man” in human after all and I’m no better than my own greed. I gripped tight onto my chair and…
“Dude, just fingerprint it.”
A female voice caught me mid track, I turned around to see the same woman before, hot red hair, short with strands not even passing her ears; and a pair of eyes that smug at you without needing for mouth muscles.
“Excuse me?” I asked.
She didn't answer but simply walked up to me and held my hand, putting the thumb on top of the see through glass of the coffee machine, where, mind you, just glass and not any fingerprint recognition machine. Yet somehow the thing lit up and I can prepare my coffee as usual…
"Woah…"
What kind of bulldozer futuristic technology was that, I thought. The product of imagination is indeed unimaginable, and it was scary yet impressive to the eyes.
“Thank you.” I smiled while a hot cup of coffee was pouring out, nodding at the student.
“You’re welcome miss.”
She went ahead to a vending machine and got herself a glass bottle of Sprite… I noticed it was the same design as the ones I saw back in 2022, which relieved me a bit. Wait, who was importing these all the way here by the way?
“My name is Nartic.” The student said, smiling with her head slightly to the side “I admired you showing your tits back then.”
Great, just as things couldn’t get much worse, and the only person who would strike a conversation with me was the one that laughed the loudest, props for her honesty though.
“I noticed.” I answered, finally getting my hand on the cup full of coffee. “Please get that memory off of your head… And was the roll call over?”
“No, but the ones that finished got dismissed. I defeated Atlas, aren’t that just proud worthy~”
I had no idea who that was, I haven’t got the school list yet, and at that point I was too afraid to ask. So I nodded with a half baked answer “I’m proud” and seated myself down with my face slammed on the table next to my own cup of coffee which I haven’t even gotten a sip out of yet.
“Miss Thuong.” Nartic sat right beside me with her arms casually around my shoulder; I’m not saying it stood out, but every time I looked at her I always peered my eyes up her extremely unique hair style and color, I was not able to notice any other significant detail to my fault.
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“Yeah?” I lay dead still while answering, not thinking about anything in particular.
“Are you into women by any chance?” She chuckled loudly but didn't seems to be joking. Which caused me to flinch and sit straight up.
“No, not that I know of, no.”
I hope she didn’t think I was one of those people who’d sleep with anyone in the eyeview and easily pulled down my pants or something, maybe it’s my fault after all.
“The only reason why that happened is because I thought I was…” I paused, not wanting to be burned alive.
“You thought…?” She took a huge chug off of the bottle, from the top all the way to the middle while keeping her eyes on me.
“Ahem… I might have thought the swords were going to break.”
“...” Nartic squinted, we both know that sounds stupid. “It’s impossible to break, the material is enhanced, even I can’t break it if I try.”
“...?” I frowned at her, in complete disbelief I touched her hand. “Say again?”
“Hum?” Nartic looked down at my hand before nodding, “The material used for this facility is basically unbreakable, I thought you’d know that. We are superhumans afterall.”
But that didn’t make sense! I’ve seen at least four times it broke and killed me, one time it even found me hiding behind multiple layers of walls. What could this mean? This never happened, as a roleplayer, there was no precedent. No admin would reasonably let a random character die if it meant nothing, unless the one who controlled the character themselves wanted it. My coffee was bitter, but I gulped that entire thing down in frustration while thinking, what, what happened? If it was not by lazy manufacturing or accident, which I doubted from the beginning but didn’t want to make a big deal out of; what is it?
Something clicked… Maybe, just maybe.
“Thank you, dear. That was useful.”
And so I rushed towards the North building, the big, main one where the entrance was. I hurriedly walked around looking for the faculty room, no I was not running, gotta keep it professional to a certain degree to another. Soon I found it after circling the building at least two times.
“Finally!”
In pleasure, I skated inside, the floor was smooth enough that Thuong slid with her heels as if she was on ice! That was when though, I saw Kai sitting in the middle of the room, staring at me with a folder in his hand.
Well if there weren't enough embarrassing moments for one day.
“Miss Thuong.” He nodded.
“Captain Kai.” I did the same.
“Just Kai is enough. Captain is for the kids.”
“You didn’t call me Thuong either.”
Somehow, I decided to go back and forth right there, thank god he didn’t take any offense to that. Though, a thought of him being simply a fake character in a simulation ran through my head, and it was painful to even look at Kai or anyone here now.
“I guess you’re right. Here,” he said, handing me a stack of folders, ten of them from initial counting, “There must have been a mistake, we didn’t get you the student’s files, my apologies.”
“Exactly what I am here for.”
The room was empty, so empty, only a round, King Arthur style table in the middle with some workplace necessities like pens and markers, probably Kai’s. The table was big enough for at least ten people to sit and work comfortably, and the only other thing was a giant cupboard beside the wall, with multiple folder holders on them and empty spaces for books; finally, a window, to look out at the vast sea again. This school looks so boring for something that was made by the combined government in 2050.
I sat down across from Kai and started looking into the folders. There were ten of them as I expected, and five of them I had met.
Looking at all these, I gulped. These were exactly the things I’ve seen in my roleplay games. I know all the ups, the downs, the ways to counter, the weakness and combo to these after years of perfecting my play, but the sad part was, could or should I even tell anybody?
Those were the five I met before this moment, there were more I did not have a chance to meet or see in action.
Looking at all this, I may have got an idea of what has been causing me to died all those times now.
"Kai, when do my first class start?"
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