DRRIIIIIIN~ DRIIN~
Ah, today is the day. The last day I'm allowed to live normally, like a simple human of long lost ages.
No magic, no powers, no danger.
Well… occasionally no danger.
Dungeons do break everywhere after all.
Either way, I was more or less ready. There was no point in deluding myself with dreams of grandeur, no signs of prominent lineage, no pointy ears, nor hyper muscular build.
Not that I could have a muscular build with my cup noodles diet and cafeteria free meals.
I am after all a nobody.
DRRRRRIIIIIIIIINNNN~
"Yeah yeah, I'm up."
Shutting down the alarm, I quickly rose from my magnificent bed in my closet size dorm room. Went to the public bathroom and threw myself under the running water.
"Thank god I'm basically alone in this dorm and those that are here are sane enough not to wake up at 5 a.m."
I am somewhat conscious of my body, tall as I may be, malnutrition is not really sexy. I exited the shower and in front of the mirror, a black hair with dull green eye dude, with corpse like skin and sunken face was looking at me with a deadpan expression.
"Fuck. I almost scared myself. Today is definitely a mask day."
I didn't linger. Looking at myself is never a cute idea. Wearing the school uniform I made my way to the cafeteria for the free breakfast.
Nothing fancy, really… the free breakfast they provide is literally a coffee.
That's it.
But at least you could refill!
That must count for something!!! Also, I'm not really proud of this, but sometimes, since this early even the clerks don't really give a fuck about anything, I may buy a fruit… without paying…
But hey, they don't notice, I don't die.
And that is exactly what I did today.
It's my last day as a human I would love to start tomorrow with a little more than barely survival energies.
I did hear that once you report your link with the system to the town hall they put you in a waiting hotel and feed you, I call it prison, but food is life, food is love and if prison has food… might as well…
Either way, with paper cup in hand I made my way to the coffee machine, when an innocent, lonely and forgotten banana found its way into my hand.
"Hey! You! What's your name?"
What the fuck?
I turned to look at the voice, and then around me, to make sure I really was alone.
"Yes you! There's nobody else here. What's your name? Did you pay for that banana?"
What the fuck is going on? It's literally been years since the last time someone spoke to me…
"Ah… I'm Crow… sir, I found this on the floor and was about to bring it at the counter after filling my coffee…"
I shamelessly lied through my teeth. I have zero pennies to my name, I can not pay for this either way.
"Is that so… well, if you found it on the floor you can keep it, good day mr. Crow."
What the fuck is going on?
As soon as the clerk turned around and my coffee cup was filled I felt a strange sense of comfort envelope me.
For the first time in ages, someone talked to me! And I even get to start the day with a full banana!
"Well, good for me."
I removed my face mask and started to fill myself with reverence for the food in front of me. Not that I could stuff myself and scramble, calories and energies were not something I could underestimate.
So I took my time, a full hour to eat a banana and drink two cups of coffee.
Mhhh it's 6.20 a.m. I guess I can spend 1 hour and a half in the library to study before classes.
Model student much? Sure, but mostly abuser of free services.
The school library has a free for all water tank, but the most important blessing granted by the school is air conditioning.
Ohhh the heavenly blessing of warmth when cold and cool when hot!
Of course you could only stay while studying and only if you didn't have any classes and that's the reason I am a model student: air conditioning.
Honestly, the government really did a good thing for us commoners.
So that was my next stop.
"Good morning!"
What the…
Once again I turned toward the unexpected voice, then around myself.
Once again I was alone.
"… Good morning."
Do people have a filter on their eyes today? Do they not realise I'm the lowest of commoners?
I made my way to my usual seat, left my bag and headed to pick up whatever book I hadn't already read.
The rest of the stay was thankfully uneventful, but a strange sense of disappointment got to me. It was the first time people noticed me in a long while and saying that I longed for social interaction was and understatement.
Years of being ignored at point blank distance had trained me to not expect anything, but being seen felt good.
At 7.45 a.m. I stood up and after putting the books back in their place I made my way back.
This too is unusual for me, I'd normally leave the books on the table, after all it's the librarian job no? But today… maybe today…
"Oh! Thanks for putting the books back in their place! I alway find books on that table so I thought it was you the disrespectful bast… brat, but you clearly aren't!"
FUCK! SHE REALLY SAW ME!
"Ha ha … I could never! I always put my books in their place!"
"Of course, have a good day!"
Discomfort gone, satisfaction achieved, lies? Sure, but it's really harmless! After all I couldn't possibly say it was me.
She was calling me a bastard…
Coff coff!
With a sense of satisfaction enveloping my very being, I made my way to classes.
Hoping for a better day and maybe, just maybe, someone would actually talk to me!
He he! This is the best!
"MARY! WAIT!"