SUPER_WEIRDO

*Excerpt*

"I am thinking of taking out a loan," I rolled my eyes, and thought to myself secretly, 'what an idiot but I can help this idiot!'
I began with my lecture, educating a dedicated 'servant' is the duty of the 'master'.
"A loan from a bank takes around 30 years to pay off, but if you rob a bank you are out in 10,"

"Ah...erm...Di'ordi what's with your head?"
I felt puzzled by this, I mean my logic is sound!
you don't have to worry about food and shelter in prison. I mean my 'servant' is decent enough to become a big boss while in prison.

"Nothing, I robbed a bank a while back but my accomplice got caught the fool spent 10 years in prison but now she's out and living well."
Ah, my last life but she will never know.

"f*ck!"

"No need to spout such filthy words, I haven't beaten you to a pulp or anything,"

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Di'ordi had lived a fulfilling life and died beside the man she loved and surrounded by the men who secretly loved her. Of course, those men had been repeatedly suppressed for the past hundred years but because they are in fact his shattered soul made flesh weakening him, he had granted them a boon to stay by her side as her friends.
Upon her death, his fracture souls were then bonded to her wandering soul and followed her to the thousands of light-years away planet to be reborn and join her once again.
The issue is, it became a bit complicated due to her siblings and other circumstances.
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When I growup

Well, this is my Lecturer and not my friend anyway.

Lifting my wrist with the band I looked at the time. So I only had five hours of sleep. Sigh, not even time for a proper meal.

I guess I have to eat that garbage this Lecturer provided me with.

When he lifted his talent I felt weightless.

This was a reprieve for my aching form which had felt as though it had been performing through sludge.

Exhaling, and inhaling slowly I tried to catch my breath and calm my protesting form.

"Good," he said standing taller and taking a few steps away turning away from me. I watched him closely as he walked across the room and reached into his wristband space and pulled out a three tier bento box.

This is not the garbage he would usually give me.

I stared at the box subconsciously moving slowly forward.

Oh dear gods tell me this is a reward im starving!

can I have some more of this food?