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Kuro’s Days
Chapter 83: Rejection

Chapter 83: Rejection

Chapter 83: Rejection

[Edited by: Bunny, deathbricks, Arthur300000, and ArchmageNaoki]

‘Ouch, my tummy feels funny, and my chest feels heavy.’ I woke up in the middle of the night. It was dark, but my enhanced eyesight and the starry light that shone through the gap of my room’s curtain made it possible for me to see the outlines of the fluffy things laying on my chest.

Ms. Fluffy seemed to be sleeping peacefully, like cotton candy stuck on me. I patted her a bit and could feel the exquisitely soft texture of her fur. It was warm and comfortable to the touch, and I was glad that she seemed to have recovered her weight quite fast. Judging by the feeling on top of my boobs, I suspected that her weight might’ve doubled from when we met.

The problem was my stomach. Maybe it was because of that salmon roe that I ate yesterday. The eggs were bigger and shinier than what I remembered watching from one of the TV programs in my previous life which led me to conclude that what I ate might be the a fake. Despite that, it tasted otherworldly delicious, so I ended up having three bowls consecutively.

“No wonder they sold them cheaply, huh?” I decided to warn my family not to eat them tomorrow.

As I sorted out my feelings, I gently moved Ms. Fluffy down from my breasts to my belly. She meowed in protest but after patted her a few times she obediently quieted down. Her warmth made my tummy relax and the pain melted away. Feeling comfortable and warm again, we went back to slumberland together.

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“Mistress, it’s time to wake up.” What was this noise buzzing in my ears? I felt a headache as I was just having a nightmare about a desolate land with an endless amount of blood falling from the sky.

“Mistress, it time to wake up.” Ah, it’s that time already? Five more minutes, please. I adjusted my posture, trying to sooth my head and my stomach.

“Mistress, it’s time to wake up!” No, I don’t wanna, the sun isn't’ even up yet! With Ms. Fluffy as a hug pillow, it was too comfortable to wake up. It was like having a heating pad on my tummy which relieved the pain… pain… on my stomach… Wait, I had a feeling of deja vu somehow.

“Holy mother of all lingeries! It’s my period again!” I woke up with cold sweat and recounted the dates from the last time and it matched. A bit earlier than I thought, but considering that this world had 26 hours a day, it may be exactly on time. With a strange cramping pain like this, in a few days, the fearsome river of blood would come!

“Good morning, mistress.” Skynet greeted me, a hint of pride in her voice. “Ms. Nyatalee will come to pick you up in forty five minutes.” It seemed that I woke up in time again thanks to her.

Ms. Fluffy also woke up from my sudden movement. She stretched and yawned. Her short arms and legs looked like tiny bumps that peeked out from her super long fur. Her four claws also stretched out showing their shiny and translucent, perfect curve. I placed Ms. Fluffy on the bed and trotted to the bathroom as my stomach pain was killing me.

As I took a quick shower, I asked Skynet to research for an easy way to relieve my men...strual cramp. Damn, my face blushed as I remembered the word for it. Why does this expression begin with men? It had nothing related to them. Or does it mean that you won’t be a real man until you have one? Doesn't that mean I’m the manliest man on earth?

“After I removed 287 ways, which are illegal, difficult to implement, and having a detrimental effect on health, here is the list of menstrual cramp relief methods which you can perform immediately.” Skynet reported and displayed a window on my vision.

1. Exercise

2. Apply heat

3. Having an orgasm

I quickly discarded the first option. Not to mention rigorous activity, I didn’t want to move at all under this kind of pain. The second option was well known and proven, with Ms. Fluffys help last night, I knew full well the effectiveness of this method. However, what interested me most was the third option.

Who would have thought that in the face of the mighty orgasm, even the fearsome menstrual cramp would have no hope of victory? All hail masturbation!

Seeing me interested in the third choice, Skynet explained that having an orgasm would help me relax my uterus and increase the blood flow of that area. She also mentioned some kind of chemical that released at that time which helped in relieving the pain and inducing sleep.

Sadly, there was only half an hour left. If I would have to implement this solution, I might be late… Well, a bit might be alright.

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“I’m here, I’m here.” I ran down the stairs, skipping two or three steps at a time, and landed on the first floor like an acrobat. Mom complained a bit about the non-ladylike manners of mine, but after I quickly hugged her goodbye, her facial expression quickly melted into the usual benevolent mom again.

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Because I was going to be leaving home for almost two weeks, dad and my siblings had also woken up early to send me off. Weren’t they worrying too much? I already prepared everything during the previous night, so there was no chance for me to forget anything.

Cocoa, on the contrary, hugged goodbye with mom for a long time and seemed like she didn’t want to go with me.

‘Oi! You were the cause of my current predicament, so I’ll bring you along.’ This was what I thought to steel my nerves to drag Cocoa out the front door.

The reason that I had to leave for this long was because of the crime that Cocoa committed several days ago. As Cocoa’s guardian, my community service was to work as a teacher assistant at a far away school. Also, because of the ten days duration of this service, my usual every Saturday schedule was moved up and caused me to join this troublesome two day show called ‘The Wild Survival’. So, for better or for worse, you are going to sink with me, Cocoa.

Today, Ms. Nyatalee picked us up with her company’s flying car. During the ride she bragged that she already had four kinds of driving licenses, a car, a flying car, a motorcycle, and a boat license.

“I would be a failure if I couldn’t get you to the appointed place on time, nya.” Ms. Nyatalee said as she accelerated through the clouds. I listened to her while thinking that this worlds license exams sorely needed improvement, a proper examination shouldn’t let someone who was going to drive too fast pass the exam.

Cocoa, the girl who looked downcast at the beginning, began to happily wag her tails while looking at the scenery outside from time to time. Along the way, there were big colorful birds who smartly used our car as a head of a V formation to reduce the air resistance while they travelled.

“Oi! Careful! There is a huge monster down there!” I warned Ms. Nyatalee as I saw human-sized pink things swim up and down in the sea of cloud ahead of us.

“Don’t worry, those are sky dolphins. They’re harmless and playful creatures.” Ms. Nyatalee answered and sped closer to that cloud.

I was about to complain that there might be a sky shark or a sky crocodile hiding in the same cloud, but after the entire host of dolphins jumped in unison and played along with our car, I forgot what to say.

It was spectacular one hour ride. The sky was clear, and weather condition was at its best. Sadly, there was no flying whale sighting during this period.

“There it is, Ifrit island.” Ms. Nyatalee pointed at the large island at sea level as we descended. It looked like a tropical island surrounded by a sea. The most unreal things was a bit north from the island was a sea of icebergs.

“Why is a tropical island so close to a group of icebergs?” Cocoa asked what I was wondering.

“This island was previously occupied by an immortal class fire type monster, nya. Even after the victory of humans, the place is still affected by the residue of its power. That’s why this island is in a stage of perpetual summer.” Ms. Nyatalee answered and added that even in the winter, the temperature was still above twenty degree celsius.

Also, the island was filled with residual ancient magic which caused any spells or magic devices to malfunction on the island. The only place on the island that magic would work properly was a hundred meter elevated platform which was used to welcome tourists and served as a landing pad for flying vehicles.

I got out from our flying car and discovered that this place was packed with tourists. There was also a small hotel up here on this elevated platform. However, it charged a whopping 100 credits a night at the minimum which was very expensive for its service. Compared with a normal hotel with the same facilities around my hometown, it would only cost about twenty credits a night. So, a lot people would prefer to camp down below the platform.

I listened to Ms. Nyatalee’s narration as I followed her into the overpriced hotel. There, we found a few groups of good-looking teenagers and some casting staff inside what looked like a small conference room.

“Please stay here, nya. I will quickly go register and then come back!” Ms. Nyatalee said and ran to the crowded counter at the front. So, I looked around the place while sipping a welcome drink that a friendly looking hotel lady staff gave me.

Despite the conference room being very well ventilated, and the opened windows, it was still very hot. I also spotted some mildew here and there on wooden walls and ceiling. And the singing noise of birds and chirping of insects outside was too loud which made me wonder whether or not I could sleep tonight under these kinds of conditions.

Cocoa also fidgetly looked around. She seemed to be the only Beastkin here, a cute one at that, which warranted the gazes of a lot of people.

“Welcome Ms. Velvori, I’m Gilbert, the program director.” A metrosexual looking man approached me and introduced himself.

“Eh, hello.” I replied and shook his hand.

“Did your manager tell you about the program beforehand?” He asked and looked at me from head to toe. Did I wear something wrong? Well, most of my stuff was still inside the storage device, so I might not look like it but I already packed my things inside the backpack that Ms. Nyatalee gave me.

“It’s about the survival without magic right?” I checked whether or not we were on the same page.

“Yes, that, I hope that you already prepared non-magical devices as substitute for your personal necessities, right?” I nodded at his question and took the backpack from the storage device to show him. However, he just rudely grabed the bag from my hand and inspected the contents inside. How rude can he be? I got panties and sanitary pads there.

“Rejected, rejected, rejected.” He tossed out all of my clothes and underwear on the table.

“Why!?” I protested. I know that my pajamas were looked like a flying pig, which was a magical creature, but it was definitely not a magic item.

“Ms., we cast a wild, non-magical program here. So, synthetic fabric, including what you were wearing, which is made from any magical process is forbidden.” Ah? No one told me that.

“You can get your natural fiber clothing from the staff later.” He said as he saw my knotted eyebrows. Then he continued to remove my midnight snacks and lunch box. “No edible items allowed.” He added. However, his usual composed face sudden turned into surprise as he discovered the next item.

“Hm? What sort of godly shield is this?” He asked after he flipped the slab of adamantium he found at the bottom of my backpack. His eyes gleamed like he appreciated the craftsmanship of the item. It was a little bit bent here and there though.

"That is a cutting board." I explained, but he still carefully placed it on the rejection table.

"And these divine knives?" He moved on to admire a set of failure cooking knives that I made for mom while heaving out a sigh.

"That is my kitchenware-”

“Rejected! Ms., do you take me as a fool? These are clearly high grade magic devices.” He moved a knife around a little bit and it shined a colorful ray of light. I tried to explained that it wasn’t enchanted at all and my mom rejected it as a failure kitchenware. But after he tried cutting a wooden block with it, it was like complaining to a deaf person.

“It’s not a magical device though.” I mumbled dejectedly as he returned the bag to me, completely empty save only a pack of sanitary pads which was left inside… Now, how do I survive the game with only a pack of sanitary pads?