2- Second chance?

*BEEP*.....

Man, it freaking hurts. I didn't expect Hana to gather such a big crowd, and what's wrong with those people?

Getting swayed by strangers so easily. Seriously, the future of Japan rests on their choices and this is the result?? And, did they only find pebbles? That hurt like hell! Thank goodness, the frozen ground was more bitter. It totally numbed my body.

I shouldn't have taken that hit on my head for that brat. Sheesh, that one was so ungrateful. That hit made me lose my consciousness before I could confess my pranks with Mirai, like the dissappearing chocolates from her candy collection, her tossed out caffeine jars, and I guess, cutting off her network connection for wifi or data was the most serious one. But I was ready to apologize.

In the first place, I should have let the brat know about the pain of being hit. But dang! My teeny-tiny guilty conscience will never let me harm another person for personal benefits. I mean, Ibuki got caught up in this mess anyhow, and I don't know what happened to him now?

I didn't think Hana would get provoked so easily, did she lose it when I snatched away her first acting role? It was only a commercial though. I guess, me, being too talented caught her off-guard. But I must say, that commercial director was weak to innocent types, like me. Talking about that director, I wonder if Hana received a message from Shuichi-san. He was such a businessman, even though he was weak to my act. Anyway, even if he didn't contact her, he'll find out everything about my death.

Shuichi-san, Hawasaka-san, that director, Hana's agency boss, flower shop owner, and Ibuki. All of them helped me a great deal. Thank you all. Oh, I look like a loose woman, talking about so many different men, of different backgrounds.

For starters, I would express my deepest gratitude to the female leads in reverse-harem shows. I mean, let's forget the time, when I use to plan out your murder. Let's just push away the old habits like the dust under the carpet. Your naive, pure, innocent and dense personality act sure helped me in getting what I wanted. You see, I was too naive to scheme something, and I was too pure for them to touch me, and I was too innocent to understand their obvious signals, and finally too dumba- too dense to figure out their feelings. I don't know why such an idiot or as they called me "an angel" deserves your love. Like Hana was still alive, coz I controlled my urge to murder her everytime she acted cutesy. I'm glad I was alive despite my cringy, pukish act.

That narrative, damn... I should have learned that 'helpless' act narration. Scorching throat? Heart torn to pieces? And uh, what else was there? It was amazing, the narrative was. I don't know how it felt, but must be painful. It is all good if I'm not involved directly. Thank goodness, I didn't experience that hell.

But Miss narrator, I have 2 complaints. 1st, How could you forget to talk about that Shinomiya snake. I mean, Hana is just a nickname she gave herself. Her name is Shinomiya Ito. My elder sister (namesake, she's so immature, I hate it). A sophomore in modeling. She really thought she could make Ibuki her fiancé, and make me jelly. It was sure from his reaction, he was blackmailed. Or else, he's a pure person in reality. He would never like a vixen like her. I am a special case, though.

But, did Hana really not realize me, when I replaced her painkillers with laxatives (she only wanted pity, and a little of pride is a good exchange for pity, doesn't that sound right?), or when I prank messaged her to give up on her favorites, or when she was "haunted" by a vengeful spirit, or when her precious phone was hacked and all her files got deleted? (I retrieved them later on tho) or that time.... Anyhow, Moving on...

2nd, and most important, is it a new trend, to finish off the main character in the first chapter? Like, what about plot armor? You gotta do something like, "Reika regained her consciousness, despite losing so much blood, someone donated their blood to me". Come on, You can add something, you only have that job. Kill off the supporting roles, but the MAIN CHARACTER NEEDS TO BE ALIVE!! No matter what! Isn't that an accurate rule of writing? Or don't tell me, you plan on making someone else as the main character? I mean, who can play that role better than me!?

Anyway, I feel this stuffy feeling as if a freaking person was dilly dalying over me, I somehow move my hand and free it from the invisible pressure. I push my hand, with all the force I can gather.

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I shot open my eyes. I notice my hand, extending to the ceiling, reaching plain air.

"What in the freaking world?" I ask myself, utterly puzzled at the surroundings. Sturdy ceilings supported by enormous pillars, thick maroon drapery was clinging to the windows. The furniture was designed with intricate patterns of gold.

'An earthquake here, and an ample of bodies will get squashed' I mumble, looking around the room, hurriedly. This stage just screams 'rich', even one candlestick may be thousands of Yen.

"The Miss is finally awake!!" I hear delightful voices, I glance at the direction of the words. Frail young girls 4 or 5 of them, their ages might be 17 or so, they are wearing plain tawny Yukata along with a dull appearance. Their wholly anxious faces added by their appearance, showed how pitiful they were. But... Who are they? And where am I? What happened? Am I dreaming? Commenting on the things, I completely forget about important matters. In an attempt to wake myself up, I lift my hand to pinch myself, and to my surprise, I notice what I am wearing. A beautiful silk Yukata having Sakura patterns over it. Pastel pink accompanied with hues of white. I see myself enveloped in a fortress of sheets and comforters.

Slowly, absolutely slowly yet certainly, I start internally panicking. My studies as an Speech Language Pathology (SPL) Therapist, made me have a very good control over my expressions (and not to mention, my "innocent" act). So if I hear about the end of the world by a patient, I had just smile and digest the words or play along; or even better, if the kid in the clinic starts creating a havoc, I will control my urge to blast the kid away from me and put on my bestest of smile, and pat him or control him. Just thoughts of it, and I'm flaring with anger. I heave a big sigh, the job is highly tedious, but I like it very much.

I sit up on the comfy mattress, pain greeting every fibre of my skin. I have been lying on the bed the whole time, it was blissful.

"I'll go call Hinako-sama here" one of the girl runs off the room saying so, before I could stop her. "Tch" I click my tongue, I glance at the remaining girls, giving them a death glare. Having another set of people will only urge more trouble. So, What the hell is going on? I wanna shout these questions so badly, yet it is not the right time.

First, think! The setting looks historic. The girls conversed in antiquated Japanese, which means this is medieval Japan? Is it Taisho Era? Probably no. I'm wearing beautiful clothing whilst those girls are plain. Meaning they are my maids. I glare at the 4 of them, they look back at me, ghastly. "One of you can stay, others can get the hell out" I order them. Unable to properly understand my modern Japanese, they start bowing down, fearing my anger. Well figures. They can't understand my speech. Now, I try to be formally informal. "You" I pinpoint a maid "name?" I ask, raising one of my eyebrow, wearing an irritable expression all along.

"R- Rin" she says anxiously while she stutters. "Everyone get out except Rin" I order them again. This time, they hastily run off to the door.

"Don't let anyone in" I cry out to them.

"Now then, tell me" I ask Rin, who is looking at the door longingly "who is the current Emperor, the ruler of this beautiful land?" I ask, trying to sound respectful of the Emperor. Cause, the people in medieval times saw the Emperor as a descent of God, the one to lead the world on God's ideals. And disrespect to him will be a national crime.

"The great Emperor Tobito Kigashiyama" she answers, rather honored "May the peace and blessing always be upon the land and the Emperor"

Hmm.... Kigashiyama, I nod.... I see, I don't remember anything about him, I may have read about him in my history classes.

I can't figure out the damn time right now. I wish for my phone. "Bring me a calendar and also a cl-" I order, stopping mid-way, why? Coz I spot a huge maroon clock, decorating the wall.

"A calendar. Bring me one" I clearly order. It's nearly 1:45 PM right now.

"I-I have brought one, Young lady" she stutters, handing the calendar.

I get out of the bed while Rin gets ready to help me. I take the calender and guess what? The month is October. And the year is 1900. And the date seems to be 31st. Heck, this calender looks so rich and it's so helpful, even to a zero-knowledge person like me.

I make my way towards the dressing table and Rin follows me closely. I stare at the reflection in the mirror; pure black, shiny hair, with pale, porcelain skin. The eyes were deep black protected by thick, beautiful eyelashes. The cheeks had light hues of pink, the lips were pale just like a rough nude tint. This is not me! "what's up with this freaky doll- like appearance?" I remark to my reflection. Thinking about it, didn't I die? I mean, I could still be alive due to plot armor, but bruh, the setting completely changed and so did I and so did the people. People? Yeah, where is Mirai? Or snake Hana? My gaze tours over the room. Let's think about them later. So... What happened?

Am I reborn? Reincarnation...? Is this THAT legendary reincarnation? My eyes double in size. That must be. "Humph" I snort. Looks like "You only live once" doesn't apply to me.

But then again, for those around me, it doesn't look like I'm re-born today. And even if I say something like that, they won't believe me. I'll need to collect as much info as I can asap. For now, let's do what I'm best at. 'Act'.

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