Pulling her scavenged gloves back on, Rita tucked away her cheat-like abilities and clutched her bread as she began to think seriously about her next move.
Eat, sleep, school—those were the three pillars of life, at least from the ten years of experience she had under her belt.
If she wanted to go to school, she'd have to make money. And who knew—maybe she'd even learn how to use some of the weird abilities she'd seen around here.
She'd already seen treasure hunters and some of the townsfolk using what clearly looked like magic. She didn't know how it worked, but in her mind, knowledge came from school. Maybe school was where you unlocked magic?
She just hoped this world had some kind of mandatory education.
Getting adopted was out of the question. She already had Samuel and Scarlett. She had the best parents and little brother in the world. There was no way she was replacing them.
