Fantasies are Not Reality (9)

"Why not? He has the power," I tiled my head in confusion.

"But my Luke is just taking care of people. Especially you who instantly got addicted like you were willing to die from playing games for your entire life," Eliza was still a hardcore fan of him.

"I'm only on the edge of what he does," I shook my head.

This was a good chance to get all my feelings out. My chest was already starting to feel even lighter as I exposed my horrible situation. All the luxuries here, everything they have taken for granted weren't present in my life.

"How about you show us?" Eliza brought a memorila with her.

"Do you have any memories you would rather forget?" Her cousin stopped her.

"This memorial isn't sophisticated like the others you may be used to. Unwanted memories may return to you throughout the next two weeks," he explained.

"It's fine," I was willing to share my memories.

I was wondering what it would be like to use the memorila with other people. Maybe we would sit in the movie theatre together. If this was what I needed in exchange for the headgear, it was a small price. I wrapped my hands around hers and Elise also joined with me. Meanwhile, their cousin agreed to watch over us while we were inside.

The next time I opened my eyes, I found myself already sitting in one of the seats. The big screen flashed as it waited for us to pick which memory to watch. I never knew there was this feature as my memories randomly played last time. I scrolled through some of the options, trying to choose the least painful one. Eliza couldn't see the ones about the fairies or the monsters.

"How about this one?" I clicked the scene of my ordinary life in school.

The screen immediately changed gears as it showed the time where Luke was burning all my otaku goods. I frowned, finding this was not the best scene to start off with. Their eyes were glued to me, wailing on the ground while picking up the remains that slipped through my fingers.

"How many times did I tell you Rika? You need to stop reading these books," Luke started to lecture me.

"It doesn't do anything to your family name?" I spun to yell at him.

"I told you that it won't be long until others figure out," he ignored my argument.

"Go change, you need to go to the study room to catch up on some materials," he passed me my uniform.

"I don't want to," I glared at him.

"Your time at the café may be gone. You know this will be hard for the both of us," he began to threaten me.

"I'll go," I had to prevent myself from slamming my door.

However, the door still made a big sound since I couldn't control my strength. After I changed into my uniform, he waited for me on the couch like he was about to start another lecture. I sighed with the anger disappearing from my eyes, wanting to get this over with.

"What did I tell you?" He lightly tapped his foot while he waited for me to answer.

"I shouldn't have closed the door that loudly," I started off by apologizing.

"You're not going to the café today. Walk to the door and practice closing the door lightly," he stared at me coldly.

I gritted my teeth as I walked back to my door to close it gently. When I walked to the couch for him to get up to go to the study room together, he gestured for me to repeat closing the door. My fists were clenched as I walked back and forth to close the door for three whole hours. His lecture would get more intense if I didn't listen to him.

"We can go to the study room now," he finally got up.

Like there was a chain pulling me down, I followed him into the study room. When I turned to see what Eliza thought of it, my shoulders slumped as more of her delusions began to shatter. I found myself opening the thick workbooks as Luke stringently watched over me. They watched me never taking a break while Luke assigned more work once I was close to finishing the current set.

"Sit up properly Rika," he noticed my perfect posture beginning to waver.

"Just a minute," I complained.

"Sit up properly," his eyes switched to warn me.

"Thirty more seconds," I wanted to relax for a bit.

"Rika!" He narrowed his eyes.

Luke ended up increasing our study session the more I refused to maintain my posture. I rubbed my eyes while hiding my yawn, turning my face the other way. I wanted to cover my ears as he explained why image was so important to the Roselia family. This was why the study session was getting longer from all his naggings.

"There's certain etiquette you can't forgo," he continued his lecture.

"I get it! I get it!" I was about to go insane.

"You can stop now," I was on the edge of covering my ears.

"Your shoulders aren't aligned at a 180-degree angle," he managed to point out another error.

"Your neck shouldn't also be bending down this much compared to the rest of your body," he searched for more things to point out.