Chapter 36

As I continue to write about my past life knowledge, I gear something.

Knock, knock, knock.

Someone is knocking on my door.

'...This Deja Vu feeling. Why is it so similar?'

I feel that I had done a similar thing before.

I decided to open the door and saw a familiar face.

"Hi, Miss Black Fairy! Let's play together! I was bored because my parents are busy. Will you play with me like before?" Nemesio was smiling brightly as he asked me.

"Alright, what do you want to do?" I can not argue with that innocent and bright smile.

It's not that I am weak to it but it always reminds me of my cute niece in my past life. I'm glad that I am still able to remember about my family in my past life. Although it was sometimes painful but it often helps me to endure the unreasonable treatment that I get in this hell-like place.

"Can you teach me about what you previously show me? I want to learn it because it was more fun to learn than what my dad's taught me. And it was really beautiful." Nemesio eyes glitter as he praises the martial arts movements from my previous world.

"Of course, I will teach you. I will help you to remember the movements easier." I decided to help him and teach him the martial arts.

I try to remember how my masters in my past life help me to learn martial arts. I remember there are a few pair training to help someone to learn the basic movements easier. I tried to use it to help him learn the martial arts.

It was similar to playing so Nemesio able to easily learn it. As expected of young age. He was able to remember half of the movements that I taught him. Interacting with a good kid seems to be the medicine that I currently need.

Nemesio's innocent and cute reactions really help me to forget about the unreasonable (abusive) treatment that I often get for this one year. Maybe I was actually hurt by it but I was pretending to not feel it. I keep being reminded of my action that I can see other people's problems and emotions but I can't see my own problems and emotions.

After I teach him for around an hour, we decided to stop and take a break. We enjoy the sweets that Brother Winslow made.

"This is delicious! Did you make this, Miss Black Fairy?" Nemesio asked with a curious face.

"It was my secret recipe," I answer shortly.

"Then can the chef or my mom will be able to make it?" He curiously asked.

"I can tell you how to make it but won't you break our promise if you tell the chef or your mother?" I said as I still need to hide myself.

Even in the game, no one knows about Renneshia's existence until her tenth birthday. The Viscount Ruach seems to want to hide it so he could easily erase me and my mother if I didn't know any use.

"Oh right, it will be dangerous for you if they know about your existence. Hmm, what is that?" Nemesio saw the notes that I am writing.

It was a note that written with the invisible ink. So it will look like a stack of some blank notes. That's right!

"I will make something for you I will tell you how to read it later but could you wait for me to write it down?" I asked him.

"Umm, could I stay here? I don't want to meet with the people who keep mocking me. They keep saying bad things about my dad." Nemesio said with a sad expression.

His words make me realize about how rotten most of the nobles in the Eastern part of the Draconia Empire were. The children's behaviours are mostly being influenced by their parent's parenting skills. And if they bully others because of their low status, it was because they saw how their parents usually act. Although there is also the possibility of their tutor teaching but it won't be as worse as how their parent's examples are.

"Alright, then would you like to listen to my story while you are waiting for me to write it down?" I think I will help him with his learning with this story.

I remember that in my previous life, I have read some books that help children to learn by making them into comic books to make them more interesting to read. So how about I test the historical story that I made? Of course, I would not include the bromance parts because it was only for some cultured people. And I still do not know if people in this world will understand its good part.

"It was what I heard from the elders. Around a thousand years ago, a human named as..." I began my story as I started to write something in the blank notes.

As I start to do it, it feels a bit nostalgic. Maybe it was quite relaxing for me. As I couldn't get back to the past and needed to think about my bleak future...I suddenly feel a bit sad.

Times quickly passed when you spend it happily. As it was almost dinner time, I told Nemesio to go back. As he leaves, I continue my writing. It was a martial arts book that might be able to help him with his training. Should I also write about the truth about my identity at the end of the book?

I was worried that someday in the future he will call me as 'Miss Black Fairy', how embarrassing it will be. But it should be hard to meet with him again in the future. As I will run away with my mother from this hell-like place before my tenth birthday.

If I don't run away from this place my mother will die in a horrible condition like what happened in the game. There will be an epidemic when I was nine years old. The epidemic was followed by drought so it will cause a lot of victims. Should I also think about the possible solutions for the future that relates to the disasters that will happen?

I keep writing while thinking about my future. There are too many possibilities and choices and I need to choose for the most low-profile choice so I won't get to interact with the game characters in the future. Who cares about fame when it will cause your death?

I look up at the window and realized that the sky had become dark. I'm feeling a conflict between going to the kitchen to help Brother Winslow or staying in my room and waiting for him. If I go to the kitchen I will be able to help him but it also will make him angry because I will get punished if they found out that I went out of my room. But if I wait until he came, it was as if I added more work for him and I'm worried about his health.

I know that lately, Brother Winslow has often trained his skills until late at night because of the cooking tips that I tell him. He really likes to cook and he has talents for cooking. Even if he stops working at this hell-like place, he will be able to open his own restaurant or work in a better place.

Knock.

Before I chose what I should do, someone knock on my door and open the door.

"Did you try to do something that will make you get punished again?" Brother Winslow asked while glaring at me.

'Did Brother Winslow have a sixth sense to read someone's mind? Or did my expression expose my thought?'

I touch my face to make sure about my expression.

"What happened with your face?" Brother Winslow asked with a worried expression.

"No, nothing. But I just wanted to check if my expression is so easy to read." I answered him honestly.

"Pfff, d-don't worry about it. I am only able to guess about it because I have known you for a year. And I have some experience taking care of my younger siblings." Brother Winslow seems to try his best to not laugh as his lips keep twitching.

"Why do you have the exact same reactions as Sister Ancelina when I asked about my expression? Did it really funny?" I really wonder about how strange my expression was.

If I remembered about what I know about Renneshia's description in the game, she was a cold and mysterious beauty with a sad past. Is her cold expression was caused by the unreasonable treatment that she gets from this hell-like place? I really need to get a mirror.

"Don't worry. You didn't make strange expressions. But your reactions and questions were the ones that makes it a bit funny." Brother Winslow said while smiling with twitching lips.

When I hear his reasoning was the opposite of how he acts, I feel really suspicious. But I did not try to ask him about it because he seems to like to not tell me about the truth. And I didn't dare to make him angry with my question. Because he was the person who provided me with that delicious delicacy. I don't want to taste the terrible foods from this world again.

"Here are your dinner. I tried to make it with some poached egg. Did it cook perfectly? What do you think about the taste? I cook it..." Brother Winslow started to explain about my dinner.

He always becomes more enthusiastic when it relates to cooking. I only listen to what he is saying and only open my mouth when I need to. We discussed about cooking knowledge until I finished my dinner.

It was a tiring day.

But I feel relaxed and happy for some reason.