Prologue
'From my dreams, my hopes ...
I wish for something more than that.
When can I accomplish my-'
"What are ya yapping about now, Mizu-chan?," my lousy guardian character asked.
"Huh? Rempo!" I exclaimed. She almost scared the crap out of me.
"Jeez, when can you leave me to my prayers?" I stubbornly muttered.
That's my devilish guardian character all right, Rempo. When we met, her egg was black and red, with flaming designs on it. I didn't really like those colors, black and red. Well, black is okay. Dark colors just sometimes creep me out. I should just get used to them. It's part of my "goal" that I want to succeed.
"Oh man up!"
We both glared at each other for a brief moment.
Rempo started laughing,
"Hahaha! Oh god, you're fun to tease!"
I had just met Rempo a few weeks ago, though we aren't much cooperative. Oh gosh, I haven't even introduced myself. I'm Yaneka Mizuki, 12 years old, 7th grade. About a month ago, I wished to become stronger and at least a bit more aggressive. That's how Rempo became who I want to be.
Last year in 6th grade, I was always beaten up to a pulp with bruises and black eyes. Good thing my mother was a nurse though. She understood my hardships against idiots.
But my dad got tired of it. He said for my "safety", I should transfer to another middle school while it's still summer vacation.
So right now, they're packing up to move out to Seiyo.
"If you have nicer friends at a better school, then you won't be able to get injured!" he would say.
I thought they took it too far at first, but then I started to think that maybe making new friends was a better idea. Mostly because I was just a loser, but I don't care about that. Popularity is nothing to me. I just want a chance to meet new people to trust and care for, even if it's only one.
Author's Note: Chapter 2 will probably be coming around tomorrow in the evening. (Mizuki's appearance; photo link on profile)