VERSE FIVE: HOW COME I DIDN’T NOTICE
I am currently seating inside my room which is now not as bright as before. Honestly, I think this is better since I know too much light isn’t good for the eyes. Father gently Caress my hair, never leaving my side. While my mom, for the first time silently just stand behind us.
Kresla: My baby, its okay. No matter who you are or what you are capable of, you will still be my darling child.
Daina: … Papa, I’m a girl?
Kresla: *confused* … Of course. But that’s not why you have no aptitude in Force. You know that wasn’t the case right?
Daina: I am not bothered about that Papa! I am Female! Isn’t this more important? How come…
I start to tear up. All along I thought I am still male like in my previous life. I, in someways, want to blame my parents for not telling me but I know it’s my own stupidity who’s at fault here. I just assume that that ‘certain part’ will eventually grow up as I do! Really! Just where did I get the idea? Haah… I miss the time when my room is brightly lit believing I was male.
Kresla: Eh? Ah… yes it is Dania. But… *he slaps his forehead* … I admit, this might be my fault. I never consider to properly upbring you as a female. I always see you as a sensible child. It must be because I, a male, is the one always with you so you think you are as well. It’s my failure as your father. Please blame this old man.
I blink my eyes rapidly as I gawk at my father gloomily looks down at the floor. I want to retort ‘Are you kidding me??? Just which part of you looks old. I can’t even see the man part your saying.’ Now, now. How can I blame him when he says it like that (aside from the old man part). My father, who brims femininity in every inch of his being, isn’t in wrong.
Ena: *smacks* don’t blame yourself Kresla. Daina is still young. It’s never too late for her to learn and I am pretty sure she can understand. It is just, right now, she is confused. And don’t just gloomily sit there! We should celebrate now that our child finally undergo the ceremony of birth! Get up now and cook something for the party!
Wow. My mother really is manly. Even though she is at fault somehow for not teaching me, she still has her good points for making father’s mood recover. My Father slowly nods and smile, we continue the party.
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It’s kind of new to me since I never really celebrate simple occasions like this in my past life, which I highly appreciated in this new one. In this life time, I have parents who sincerely loves and care for me. And even if I somehow disappoint them, they still support me. Huh, I guess being reborn isn’t a bad thing. I will treasure this people who does to me as well.
“It’s been four years now.” I said. Finally, I’ll be able to learn in the temple which will be my school since our race doesn’t have students often. Literally. Since we have low birth rate, building a school will be a complete waste. As for the teachers, it will be the masters in our kingdom. I can’t help to be excited but at the same time, frustrated to meet my new fighting instructor. Excited because at last, I’ll be able to get out of my mother’s clutches. Man, she’s really a monster. She will relentlessly beat me- ahem, I mean train me until I faint in exhaustion. it’s a good thing I have my past memories of my old life in predicting her next move and attack, my main problem lies on how to evade. And by main problem I mean my body itself. I remember what move to do, how to counter or attack but, haah… my body just… don’t listen. When I try to strike or dodge, somehow, I’ll always find myself in the ground. Its like I trip over the air, I can’t control m body well. Well, I am still young.
My father will always rush at me and argue with my mom for not handling me a bit leniently. Seriously, which is which is female again? I think it’s should be mom who are this gentle and my father is this strong. I shake my head at how fantasy like is this new world, everything seems defy common sense. But I won’t make the same mistake of overwhelming myself and assume that some part *hint: somewhere below waist* will just sprout as you grow up. That’s an embarrassing error on my side.
“Ena, be careful with Daina. What are you going to do if something went wrong huh? Stop this for now, I’ll check her if-“ as my angelic dad run toward me, he suddenly fell flat on the ground.
“Kyahahah! You never change husband! How did you manage to trip in your toes?” my mother just laugh out loud while helping my flustered father up. “ I remember before when you always fall over nothing while we are strolling. I can’t really leave you alone now, can I?”
Now I get it. And again want to cry. Whats the use of advance techniques I know in my old life? My old memories will never help me cure my inherited ability: clumsiness.
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