#punctution is for cowards

[hippie-dingo]

i had a dream that i was in america and there was a guy at the farmers market selling shotguns and then i went swimming in the lake and then i got arrested by the us navy for not being allowed to swim in the lake but then the sailors were kinda cute so being arrested wasnt that bad what does this mean

[adelinafugowantstowrite]

Nice! My otome game scenario is writing itself up, as expected!

WhySynopsis: Saito Sakura, a woman working as an author for the famous VN company “N*tr*pl*s” is currently the main writer for an otome game scenario coming up. One night, during The Crunch, she collapses and wakes up in her game world! However, she wakes up as Adelina Fugo, the main villainess/pain-in-the-butt for the commoner protagonist Petra Saenz. Worse than that, since the storyboard was never completed, she’s only got a general idea of where the story’s headed in each of the four main routes, and they all lead up to exile or death of her character!

“Well, worse comes to worse, this all serves as inspiration for when I wake up!”

Recap from last chapter: Sakura, working on coffee fumes and sheer willpower on her otome game scenario, finally collapsed under the strain in front of her computer. Meanwhile, in another world, Adelina accidentally gets thrown to the floor, and then she starts remembering a series of memories from places and actions she knows she hasn’t visited or done.

Chapter 02/??:

The Queen of Tengoku Calmecac Academy

I glanced out from the corners of my eye at the girls who were following me and my very command. Good, while they were confused as well, some even trying to hide their faces in shame so as to hide from everyone else their lack of knowledge of this ‘New York’. They didn’t seem to realize that I was also confused as much as they were.

Appearances are important in this circle, after all, and I couldn’t afford to look confused, especially after such an outburst.

Fixing my stare back to the - don’t call her talking mop, that’s rude - facsimile of a human being, she also looked ashamed of not knowing what I was talking about, but at the same time so much ore open. Like a trembling rabbit about to face its end in a petting zoo, before being passed from children to children, never quite knowing peace while everyone fussed and fawned over them.

It would’ve been cute had she actually got the spine to stand up to my bullshit even once. So far, she’s been nothing but a disappointment, and as such not even worth of my time.

Before she could even think to say anything, let’s give a shocking exit, I need some alone time to sort these fucking memories and feelings.

“Here’s a word of advice, consider it a freebie from a fellow girl.” I startled her, while dusting off whatever specks of dirty may have clung to my skirt after that fall.

She shuddered as my glare intensified. Good, that means she’ll be more likely to never forget these words.

“I don’t know who you are, nor particularly care. From your uniform, you look to be another student of TenCal Academy, a school for elites. So act! Like! It!” I punctutated the last three words for emphasis. After a short pause, she started nodding rapidly in understanding before I continued.

“An elite never apologizes, because they’re never in the wrong. Don’t apologize, instead thank for understanding. And above anything else, be mindful and observant.” Looks like the once-trembling girl had calmed herself, and was now listening with so much attention it almost made me have hope in her future.

“We’re human after all, and to be human is to err. But we’re the cream of the crop, and Perfection is our name and signature. You’ve only got one chance before the public opinion rips you to shred. Consider this your first and last warning, so don’t mess it up, capisci?” My face relaxed after I let out that rant in front of her. Whew, that felt good!

However, the monrel in front of me didn’t look properly intimidated (as it should be), but instead rather pensive. Hm, that wouldn’t do at all.

I looked behind me, and the girl posse were murmurin between each other in surprise, as if they expected me to take another route. Fancy that.

“You!” I pointed to non-important-character #2, and she stood up, eager to receive orders.

“Yes, Lady Fugo!?”

What was with that question!? You didn’t stutter, but you sounded so incredulous at that moment that I talked to you!

“Please escort little miss Rabbit over here at the end of class period to where my chaffeur usually waits for me at. We’ve got a lot of work to do.”

The silence was so strong, you could hear a pin drop. Everyone had questions, but none dared to even ask me those.

Cowards.

I clapped once to snap them back to reality, and then they started nodding frantically, while little miss Rabbit just looked lost, before giving - what a gentle smile, it was worth doing good - a smile filled with her gratitude that reached to her eyes.

“Thank you, Miss Fugo!” she cheerfully replied after successfully getting over everything.

I clicked my tongue at her in annoyance, but she just smiled even brighter. And “Hmph. Don’t thank me, I’m just doing what’s needed to keep ignorant clouts like you from hurting this Academy’s reputation. Now off with you!” I shoo’d her away, and---

Was she actually laughing? At moi? What a cheeky NPC!

“Just GO ALREADY!” I shouted at her in annoyance before she said her goodbyes and ran to the classrooms, now happier than before.

Seriously! The nerve!

I didn’t pout, high-class ladies didn’t pout. Not at all! With a totally stony expression, I looked back to my girl posse, of which one finally had the audacity to come forward as a representative.

Sorry not sorry, non-important-character-#3, you’re all too generic for me to remember your names.

“Lady Fugo, if I may, why didn’t you crush that girl’s spirit for crashing with you into the ground?”

Ah.

So that’s what happened, and why I was on the ground in the first place.

They still needed an answer, and I could go over all the facts later, especially those extra emotions I’ve been feeling. Because, honestly, she’s right, but I can also give her an answer as to why within my own feelings.

“Do you ever grind to dust every single ant that crosses your way?” I replied nonchalantly, and it seems the tense atmosphere that came from my perceived odd behavior lifted itself.

“Remember her appearance. She wasn’t in uniform, so it must be her first day. Her dress came with typical folkloric patterns around the neck reminiscent of the Central Mexica empire. From what I felt when she crashed on me, the fabric was cotton. This all means that she probably had it comissioned by a skilled artisan in a small town, with poor quality materials from the region. Which, coincidentally, points to the most likely conclusion.” I paused to let it all sink in.

“That girl entered this academy, not via money connections; but rather by her own scholastic merits. She’s smart enough to keep her place in here, which also means she’ll be tough enough to be a challenge to crack down once she reaches her full potential!” This time I finished by covering my mouth with the back of my left hand before letting out a shrill OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! Seriously, that laugh is so addicting.

The girl posse looked in wonder at her, from having gathered so much information from a single meeting, and then understanding came. Apparently.

Seems like they had the wrong idea, because instead they were also now smiling and laughing at her! Disregard the fact there was no malice, simply laughing without sharing the joke should be punishable by death! Death, I say!!

What’s this I hear about “Lady Fugo’s finally realized she’s lonely”? You fool! Am I not gracing you all with my presence!? Bow down before me and ask for forgiveness!

With a stomp, I ceased the murmurs, but the posse was still way too relaxed.

By the time we realized, I was late to Calculus, but it didn’t matter since that teacher never took attendance. Now that I had silence, I could sort everything that’s been happening