Reminiscence 1 (Kerrell) First Encounter

(Note: Kailuo's memorial is written in the first person, with Kailuo as the perspective)

April 4th, 287th year of the Britannia Empire.

I, Carol, am 14 years old.

"Kylor, this is my home, and this is where you will live from now on."

Mr. Falk enthusiastically introduced me to the luxurious mansion in front of him.

So big and luxurious - this was my first thought after seeing Mr. Falk's mansion.

He didn't agree with his father's ideas, so he had a big fight with his father and decided to run away from home. Not long after leaving home, he met Mr. Falk, who happened to be doing business in the north.

Because of my excellent cooking skills, Mr. Falk, who had a idiosyncratic habit of "loving to adopt people with various abilities", invited me to live in his house.

I happened to be homeless, so I followed Mr. Falk down south to Mr. Falk's base camp - Avon City, and prepared to move into Mr. Falk's mansion soon.

The above is my life experience in the past few months.

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Mr. Falk's mansion was very large, and in order to cater to his own preferences, he had many rooms in it specially designed for people of all abilities like me.

The room I was assigned to was neither big nor small, and presumably other people's rooms were similar to mine.

There is a lot of necessary furniture, such as beds, tables, chairs, mirrors, quilts... There is no shortage of things necessary for life.

I picked up the mirror on the table.

The mirror reflected a lovely face.

When I was still living in my hometown, some boys in the village would suddenly come over and say they liked me.

A few people even said they wanted to marry me.

I didn't realize that I looked cute before. It wasn't until many boys from the same village and other villages came to me and told me that they liked me that I gradually realized that my face was cute.

And for these boys who kept saying they liked me, of course I rejected them all.

Among these boys, there are also some very handsome ones.

But I just can't get enough of them.

My mother once asked me what kind of boy I like.

I didn't answer my mother's question at that time.

Because I don’t even know what the answer is.

I touched my short, aqua-blue hair that was level with my chin, and sighed softly.

Coming to this unfamiliar and unfamiliar environment, if you say you don't feel scared, that would be a lie.

Can I live here well?

Can I find friends?

Will I be bullied by people here?

These questions have been bothering me lately.

Knock, knock, knock—at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Who is it? With this question in mind, I opened the door.

Outside the door, there were three girls who were slightly older than me.

"Hello~~"

The leader of these three girls has long fiery red hair.

However, the appearance is relatively ordinary.

It should be said that these three people all have ordinary appearances.

"Are you the newcomer?"

the red-haired girl asked me enthusiastically.

"Ah, yes..."

I replied, twirling my tongue as I was not used to speaking Britannia.

"My name is Carol Cook. Starting today, I will officially move in here."

"Hello~~" the red-haired girl continued to say in her enthusiastic tone, "My name is Harriet, and the three of us, like you, were also adopted by Mr. Falk."

"My name is Jima."

"My name is Jennifer."

The two girls standing behind Harriet also introduced themselves one by one.

"After learning that a new person was coming today, the three of us immediately came over to see what the new person looked like."

Harriet patted her chest lightly, looking relieved.

"It's great that the new guy is a lovely girl, not some unpleasant boy.

"

"Kaylor, it's almost time for lunch. If your time is convenient, would you like to have lunch with us? We can also take you to familiarize yourself with the surrounding environment."

"Yeah! I have time!"

I agreed to Harriet's invitation without hesitation.

I was worried about being alone in this place and having no friends, when someone—and it was a girl—took the initiative to invite me to have dinner with me.

Unless my head was pinched by the door, I would refuse the invitation of these three people.

I followed Harriet and three others and walked outside the mansion.

Along the way, Harriet introduced me to some of the rules of living here.

"Kylor, you have to remember, never take the initiative to ask other people what your abilities are."

"Huh? Why?" I asked Harriet.

"You should also know that Mr. Falk likes to adopt people with various talents."

"There are many people with...weird talents."

“Some people are ashamed to say what their talents are.”

"So over time, you can't take the initiative to ask others what their talents are - this rule has become an unspoken rule here."

"No matter how unruly a person is, they will obediently abide by this established rule."

"After all, if you violate this rule, you will be despised and despised by everyone. No matter how arrogant you are, you don't want to be despised and despised by everyone. "

"So that's how it is..." I nodded, silently keeping Harriet's words in mind.

I secretly felt lucky in my heart - if Harriet hadn't told me this rule in time, I might have violated this unspoken rule in the future.

"Harriet, thank you for telling me this."

I thanked Harriet sincerely.

"You're welcome." Harriet smiled, "After all, from now on, we are a family..."

Before Harriet finished her words, she suddenly stopped.

Then, she muttered softly:

"I actually ran into him..."

He?

I looked forward in confusion.

In front of us, a boy with black hair and black eyes, who should be about my age, walked towards us.

Harriet and the others seemed to deliberately avoid this black-haired boy and moved towards the corridor.

I didn't know why, so I could only follow Harriet and the other two to the corridor.

When I was about to pass by the black-haired boy, I slightly turned my eyes and cast a curious look at him.

Perhaps because he felt that I was unfamiliar, the black-haired boy also slightly turned his eyes and moved his eyes from looking straight ahead to my face.

My eyes and his eyes collided in mid-air.

This person... looks very good-this is my initial impression of this black-haired boy.

After my eyes collided with this black-haired boy in mid-air, my heartbeat directly accelerated a few points.

After passing by us, this black-haired boy retracted his eyes and no longer looked at me with a curious look.

Even after this black-haired boy passed by me, I subconsciously turned my head back and let my eyes chase the back of this black-haired boy.