Basically_God

  Having just exited the foyer, we were met with a rather open floor pn, with many support pilrs that had the bark still on the lumber. This hall could be said to have been split into half. With the area we had walked into being filled with round tables that saw little use as the younger members of high-society wandered around discussing; below fifteen years of age. The tter half of the hall had their guardians overlooking their wards - from aed ptform that had a siairwell up the side of the rightmost wall. In trast, the left wall utilised bulletproof gss to allow both sides to view into a fairly average shooting range which would no doubt be the one we were to use.One may think it’s weird that the adults would o walk through the children's se, to reach their ows, however that’s only if you fet the point in this meeting.Having it like this showed exactly what background eaew kid es from - allowing for those already there to know who they go against. Afterall, how embarrassing would it be for someone like Guo act chivalrous to a girl only to find out she’s some poor minister's mistress’ daughter, being totally useless due to no bes at all. At least until she grew up and was useful for his “relief”.Thus having all the children visibly enter with their parents allows for everyoo easily reise (as long as they had doheir research) what the worth of the children would be. Daddy wasn’t the only one who proudly dispyed his own pany logo; I even had the logo of Furstin upon my rider-style outfit.Due to all that, it was hardly surprising everyouro look towards us, likely seeing me being lifted by mother first and foremost. Which I must admit is quite impressive sidering I ’t be lig- wait, since I’m a spirit, I have no muscles or bones inside of me?

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  << Ao {query}.[“since I’m a spirit I have no muscle or bone inside of me”] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >>

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  You enjoy watg me suffer don’t you?

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  How a system produced, from my own remnaal processing, by my father have developed a grudge like this?

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  << Ao {query}.[“How a system produced from my own remnaal processing by father have it in for me like this?”] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >>

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  Thought so.System aside; in front of us stood a little bck haired boy with a level of annoying smughat could only be achieved by the most self-tred of young masters. Simir to brother he even had his hair slicked back by gel yet a strand of hair jumped out from his frio fall down his face giving him a very evil looking appearance.Around him he had some very familiar (if far younger) followers. As well as many who I had never directly seen but had researched in my past life. Three of those were particurly familiar to me - as if it had only just beeerday sihey both led and caused my death. The bck haired girl ag snobbish with obvious disgust toward me & Alexis, the already handsome pretty boy was w that smile while the Umpa Lumpa… Well that is very curious - his face showed some unusual fusion as he couldn’t help staring at me with a gaping mouth. If it was what I thought it was then he would prove to be a very iing pawn who thinks himself a queen or maybe even king in this game of chess.A pawn who thought himself a king is best to be removed, however.“Wow I’m surprised you came again this year!” The bck haired 6 year old boy said while adjusting his little tie that had the Vagen logo embroidered on it. His own bzer was like the one brother had slung over his shoulder except the logo on the chest pocket found itself with our rival corporation's logo.Daddy frow the brat who showed no respect (brother close behind) causing both of the men to look at amongst themselves. Only for daddy to nod toward him. It was far below him to aowledge someone of the younger geion & giving them a response for their crass attitude would just give room for the eion to judge.As such it was, my brother stepped forward to meet with the pt Kus, who had already clearly marked my brother as his ‘rival’ sihey were the same age. “I’m not too ied in these sorts of events, Kus, yet unfortunately little Armor caught a bug so I had to take her pce st year.”A perfect defehat got a thumbs up from me.“Armor? Who the hell is that?” Kus said with some annoyan his voice while those who obviously had doheir research turheir gaze to me.Since I could foresee that I was going to be needed in a few seds, to help support brother Arthur in this verbal shootout against these Vag-goons, I leaned over to mother. I just whispered so that both mother & Daddy (who had an arm around mother’s waist) could clearly hear me. “I think us three are good here so you two head to talk to the other adults.”Mother obviously gave the usual worried look yet she willingly pced me down as well as letting Alexis go to perform untold chaos on these poor mortals. Although she was the smallest person on their own two legs within the room - she was also far more dangerous than any of them. Even I had to bow dowle to her.Turning my attention back to Kus - sister is now other people's problem - I saw the primary three having their goons whisper details into their ear making Kus look toward me with that smarmy smile.What he didn’t expect was for brother to visibly frown at his earlier words and now that mother was gone he had no problem letting them know about it. “Do you think you’re entitled to use my little sister's pet name, you loathsome troglodyte?”“I’m Armor-Cordis Porshi but you call me winner~!” Before those gormless cretins could express their witless opinions I decided to introduce myself with a cheer that ended with me cheekily stig my to the er of my mouth; hitting the side of my scalp with a closed fist. This manoeuvre will get me fiven by any adult with just a little bump on the head - due to the level ht endearing-ness I am able to naturally emit with this new young form of mine.Being as young as they were, the brats weren’t able to prehend the wonders of a girl like me, so this act did more to annoy them than actually appease them. Of course this was something I had ated for when I spoke - it was mostly to deal with any adults that were spying on us - so it appears like ‘this group of mean boys are bullying a wittle ol’ me’.As could be expected, Kus wasn’t too happy about a newer challenging his easily obtaihrone, and was more than happy to express it. “You think a little girl like you even hit a target a metre away?”“Hm? I’m more worried that none of them are over one hundred metres away at this range, so, won’t it be too easy to get full points?” I inquired with a tilted head; an a that only caused little Kus’ face to bee even more dire than it rior.“I don’t think a cute little girl like you would uand the intricacies involved, lil’ Porshi~.” An obnoxious voice (that was far more childish than in my memory) cut through.Gunter cut between Kus and myself - with that ‘prince-like’ smile aimed right towards me - in an attempt to seemingly teach me a lesson. Those eyes of his even revealed a clear pt due to his young self not being as talented in using women as his stepping stones; brother spoke up with ridicule. “Yes, I’m sure the heir of our firearm divisio uand the intricacies of firearms, you self-serving dreg of a human.”Holy, I was impressed with my brother's vocabury this early on in his life and it also seemed we had succeeded in our terattack. A simple strategy where we make it so they ’t focus on a single one of us - essentially attag on two fronts - thus taking advantage of their obliviouso their own advantage in numbers.“She is still just a girl though.” So Gunter replied with a bit of a chortle; lifting his arms up in a shrug as if he was saying “’t be helped if she’s a bit dumb”.“Enough talk - I’ll just have to show these idiots in Porshi why the Vagen is better!” Kus mithered as he turo walk towards the reason I was here in the first pce - the firing range - where we would perform for the adults peering in from above.Now that the group of Vagen groupies were gone; our own colle of sycophants came to greet us yet I just nodded along happily while we slowly made our way over as well. Surprisingly many also came over to greet me (despite my obvious ‘unprofessional appearance’) although this could be expined by their young age bined with their sheltered nature to make them unbigoted...Well, some of the more well regarded ones were as such, like me & brother. Those who found themselves attending schools (as well as having more free time) would gre toward me or point while saying something or another. I was an unrecorded ur in my past life, doing things to live that mother would no doubt cry about if she knew, so some rich kids giving me dirty looks was something I had plenty of experien phasing out. Ironically it was those same rich kids that found the most ‘use’ in a small androgynous boy who looked quite beautiful.Not that I could pare my two lives; I looked way better now so would have no problems sedug Jessie.*bang*...*bang*...*bang*...*bang*...*bang*...*bang*...*click*Seems like he was finished on top of having incurred some minus points due to an obvious rookie mistake by the sounds of that attempt to fire on ay der. I couldn’t rete.The gss doors automatically opeo allow us into the shooting range - where a hologram leaderboard on the left and the current score as well as the challenger was above. Looking at Kus’ score which was currently the top, I couldn’t help pretending to try to tain my mog snickering, although my brother didn’t even attempt to hide his own snigger.“What's wrong?” Kus uttered through ched teeth. “Too impressed with our improvement over st year, so went insane, Mr. 15 points?” So the always insightful Gunter remarked. Proudly waving his hand toward the leaderboard revealed that the male trio of Kus, Gunter & ‘Agustus’ (I have no idea who that is but Umpa Lumpa junior looks smug) all were far ahead of everyone else who had already taken part. Although this was a very casual petition, where one could freely talk & pete as they saw fit, it was certainly still a petition that would have quite a bit of publicity. A lot of those in the middle & w css enjoyed watg their betters. So it was important. In this regard - their scores usually would be very impressive for kids of only 7-8 years of age - though at the same time… This time I was here. So their pitiful scores of 51-48-56 would soon pale in parison to what I would get. Especially sidering I had improved a lot sihe first time I held [Baby’s Erste Schusswaffe].“Hmpf sis got 105 on her first try!” Somehow our little Alexis had shoved her way through the crowd to front those under Vage was clear they hadn’t believed her as they broke out into hysterical ughter.I didn’t bother to verbally aid her, as I happily hopped up toward the holopad, where I pressed a fio identify myself as the est taker.“Oh this should be good *snort*.” So a young - but still bitchy - Leonie chimed in with her arms crossed across her chest with a haughty look upon her way smaller face. Still, I just took my revolver from its holster, to look toward the tiny birds about 40 metres away. Which also marked the best targets there were; since I had no iion to fan the hammer. With my thumb resting upon the hammer - I lightly pressed the trigger before pulling the hammer down while redireg the muzzle to the arget. Although it was far slower (than if I was to fan it) it was certainly still more than they had managed. So I would win even if it wasn’t a game of pure accuracy.*PAM!**click**PAM!**click**PAM!**click**PAM!**click**PAM!**click**PAM!*Just like that I blew off the rising vapour from my muzzle then, using the finger guard, spun the revolver on my trigger finger. Guiding it down promptly into my holster. Above me erfect score of 150 points making everyone go pletely silent. Even those watg from above also didn't give so much as a peep. Except for daddy who I heard softly utter “I told you I wasn’t being overly doting”. “That’s not possible; that unwanted bitch must have cheated!” Sure enough, there was no such thing as a graceful loss when it came to Kus, as he soon came barreling over to me with a face that would make a tomato feel embarrassed over how little colour they had. Additionally, something about that word (“bitch”) just makes me strangely ‘angry’ for some reason.Before he could make it to me - a little hellspawn knocked his legs out from under him. Making him fall to his khus stopping his charge. He didn’t eveo know what happened as Alexis grabbed his head with her little hands and then proceeded to send his fato her little knee. No way his nose would be fier that; the blood dripping down from his lowered face cided with this belief.“Only I’m allowed to bully my sister *ptui*!” Kus was just trembling on the grouhe mohat is Alexis who no one could stop, expeg her to be a weak little girl, spat on his head while kig his side after having dismahe poor kid. I feel a bit bad…Just a bit…Not really.