Hmph, how boring.This is so boring.Uurgh, I can't stand it anymore!Such were the thoughts that kept swimming in her head as she rolled around on the bed inside her assigned room. She was currently wearing her sleeping gown, a cute pink frilly thing that reached down above her knees. She even had a night cap with it.
The trip was slow, too slow for her taste. To make matters worse, there weren't anything on the ship that could distract her from her boredom. She wasn't allowed to explore by the people running the ship, and she was stuck here inside her room. And the bathroom, if she needed to do her business.
She wanted to at least be allowed to walk around the ship's deck, but even that was forbidden by the ship's sailors. Naturally, she voiced her complains, saying what a stupid rule it was.
But in the end, they insisted in that stupid rule, and she got dragged back to her room.
I thought the trip to such a reclusive, hidden place would be more exciting. I guess I thought wrong.Hmph, let's see if the school itself is better. Mama and Papa certainly gave that impression whenever they talked about it.At the very least they gave her a pillow to hug.
And that the bed was fluffy.
And that the dinner was delicious.
It didn't take long until she fell asleep.
Only to be waken up by a massive hurdle that threw her off said bed.
"G-gah! W-what was that?"
She quickly stood up and undressed herself, changing back to her normal outdoor clothes. Outside, she could hear the hustle and bustle coming from the other students.
They're clearly getting out to check on things themselves. Maybe we've arrived? Or don't tell me we hit a rock or something and the ship is actually sinking right now?She hurried up at dressing herself. She didn't want to admit it but she was getting worried.
Once she finished, she immediately exited the room, joining in the line of students heading outside to the ship's deck.
"H-hey, don't push!" she said as the person behind her was leaning forward into her.
This is why I hate crowds...She kept her hand close to the gun holstered on her thighs. She always carried it anywhere she went, even to casual outings where a fight should never happen. 'Always be prepared!" was one of the motto her father always drilled into her. And with the crowd being so tightly packed like this, she didn't want anyone to end up stealing her weapon. She had a history with it, as she had been training with it for a year before coming here just so she could be accustomed to it. It was a gift from her father, and he said it was the best handgun money could afford.
And then, a stray hand suddenly came under her skirt, giving her butt a quick squeeze.
Immediately and instinctively, she grabbed her gun, turned backwards, pressed the muzzle into the cheeks of the person behind her (she wasn't tall enough to do it to his head), and switched off the safety trigger.
"Do that again and I will blow your brains out."
The culprit, scared shitless by what just happened, immediately nodded. Pleased with his terrified expression, she withdrew her gun before holstering it back to its place.
Perverts. Perverts everywhere.This wasn't the first time something like this had happened. Once, a delinquent though it would be a good idea to flip up her skirt as she walked down the streets. She shot him on his feet for that. Immediately, he and his friends ran away like the cowards they were (in his case, it was more like limping).
You can never let your guard down from them.As the daughter of the Vesperantus family, with direct bloodline relations to the legendary Lionheart family, she was always told to carry herself with pride. Punishing perverts was just one part of that. She would never let herself be disrespected by anyone.
Soon after, she finally got outside as well.
Immediately, the cold air took her surprise. She shivered, hugging herself to keep her body warm and while exposed legs were crossed with each other.
And then, she realized that they had indeed arrived at their destination. Death Island.
Unfortunately, it was dark, so she could barely see anything on the island. She could only follow the crowd to what she assumed would be their introductory briefing.
As she stood around waiting, she just happened to stand right in front of Luke, leaning on one of her legs. Her gaze was now upon the dark ocean and she was deep in her thoughts, thinking how this was the critical point where she would begin her schooling as a Reaper.
As so, she didn't notice that the cold night wind was making her skirt flutter, giving glimpses of her black panties to him.
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