Minerva: Realism at its Finest

Self-Insert lll Katekyo Hitman Reborn lll Adventure

Chapter 1: Reality

"Minerva."

I raised my head to look at her, "Don't call my name if you don't have anything important to say."

It is always like this, they are talking about things I cannot understand. Because of them, reality seemed so far away. Under the clouds, beneath the sky, dog, rabbit, cat, horse, ra- what? I'm lost for a second there. You see, I am more of a fantasist than a realist- or both. I don't know. And I don't understand that, why don't I even care? I've been living for 17 years, and I have felt that I am stuck in reality for a long time. Life's a bitch.

"Don't push everyone that tries to befriend you!" she exclaimed. Her hands resting on her hips. A gesture that only she, can exaggerate. What a prick. I think I'm gonna die today. Yay! Happy day. Good bye suckers.

With her heels and an unusual way of wearing her uniform, now wonder that she is one of the most popular girls in school. You must be thinking why a famous girl in school would be on the rooftop, with me, a fucking normal girl. I am also thinking that shit. So don't ask me. What is she doing in here anyway? In the rooftop, with me? Well, I know that I have asked that dumb question, but I can't help. I am a girl who RARELY interacts with 3D people. I love to be with 2D students. But sadly, I can't be.

"Could you please stop bitching? You are so loud, my ears are sooooooo tired of your fucking voice." I said as I stood up.

I walked towards here and touched her shoulders with my both hands. "Fuck you," I coldly said then made my way through the door.

Being in this school never lifts my shitty mood and school never fails to amuse me. Who needs to study anyway? Okay, let's put it this way, even if I am in this fucking school for the sole purpose of studying, WHY DO YOU EVEN NEED TO TAKE TESTS? Okay, I may sound like a total idiot now. Forget about what I said earlier. I'm always damned, don't mind me.

I stared at random shits. This countless shits never astounds me. The stairs, hallway, awful schoolmates, classroom, butterfly, flowe- what the hell? I'm always lost in my thoughts. As I made my way through the hallway, countless eyes looked at me. I almost screamed at them. Like, STOP LOOKING AT ME, I'M A FUCKING FREAAAAK. DON'T FUCKING LOOK AT MEEEEEEEE.

Deym.

"I'm home," I whispered as I slowly removed my shoes.

"He-He's dead."

"As I have heard."

I silently entered the living room. Our living room has several painting and state-of-the-art furniture. Only finding my Aunt Cecil and my Mom talking. My Aunt breaking into hysterical cries and my Mom looking at her with cold eyes. When they saw me, I nod in acknowledgment and went to my own room. They are probably talking about the death of my uncle. I have heard it a while ago. Probably, my mom is the one who told my Aunt what happened. Well, you'll never know when death will claim you. Dying is a natural phenomenon. But you will never be ready.

I never really know my Uncle. He dropped by sometimes, other than that, nothing. As I said earlier, I don't associate myself from 3D people. Including my own family. It seems I have my own definition of reality. My reality is fiction. I didn't even noticed that I was curled in my bed, and I was actually looking at the cut-out stars on the ceiling. I find it really amusing. The sky in my own ceiling. Seems real, or not. I checked my watch for the time and shocked to see that it is already 8 o 'clock in the evening. I really abide my time in the convenience store. You see, I am not the kind of person who really goes home after classes. I am one of the I-don't-want-to-be-in-the-house type.

I unconsciously close my eyes and fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes, I was like, 'Heeey! Who turned on the fucking lights?'.

But no. I don't have the fucking energy to say that shit. Because I saw a face who is very near mine. Holy mackerel.

"Hi baby! I am your mommy~" sheesh. She's so happy.

Seriously, my mom has this cold eyes that can make you shiver, you are not even close to that.

"You really need to control you words Madame. You will be shock if your child answered you." A teenage boy beside the woman said.

Yes. Agree with him. HE is in his right mind. So plea- WAIT A MINUTE. WHO IS A FUCKING CHILD?

I raised my right hand and looked at the chubby fingers that is in front of me. Holy cow. I am a baby. A fucking baby my friend.

"Come on Reborn. Don't be a killjoy, you are only a child too."

"Sorry Madame, I'm only in my teens."

DID I HEARD IT RIGHT? DID I FUCKING HEARD THIS WOMAN SAY REBORN? Reborn she says. As in Reborn in Katekyo Hitman Reborn? Oh fuck. I'm doomed.

Okay, I need to calm down. It seems that I am in my most vulnerable state right now. As I have heard, that is Reborn. And Reborn is a character form KHR. So- HOLY SHIT. What am I doing in KHR? Who the hell is she? Okay I am not ready for this. Brain, please wait-

I have two hands, the left and the right~

Hold the upright so clean and bright~

OKAY. I'm fucking ready. So let's analyze the story.

Katekyo Hitman Reborn, known in Japan as, is a Japanese manga written and illustrated by Akira Amano. The plot revolves around the life of a young boy named Tsunayoshi Sawada, who finds out that he is next in line to become the boss of the most powerful Mafia organization, the Vongola Family. As such, the Vongola's most powerful hitman, a gun-toting infant named Reborn, is sent to tutor Tsuna on how to become a respectable boss.

So for short, I don't even know if I am stuck in the manga or in the anime. I have read and watched both manga and anime, the problem is, the plot is mixed in my fucking mind. There are some arc that is only in the anime and there are some chapters that is only in the manga. So fuck myself.

I don't even understand why Reborn in here looks like a teenager. Or in his twenties. I dunno. Maybe because Reborn's past is not really discussed in the manga or in the anime? Or maybe it is discussed and I am not paying attention? Even if any of my questions are answered, my knowledge about Reborn's past still remained. I know nothing about him except that he is an arcobaleno in a form of a baby and he is the world's strongest hitman.

"Reborn." called my "mom".

Dang. I forgot that I am in this situation now.

My "mom" slyly smile and said, "I guess the only thing I needed to do is to name her, maybe I'll name her Potato."

Reborn replied as if he is the one being mocked. Hey, I am the one being named Potato. I will not be surprised if Sasha in SNK will appear before me and kidnap me because of my name. Goodness gracious.

"I am not kidding Reborn. I want to name her Potato. And you are hurting my feelings." my mom said.

Reborn sighed as if tired of the argument, "Madame. Let me name her. Because I guess asking you to name her is a bad idea. I guess I'll name her-"

I interrupted him before I can hear a ridiculous name again, " Mi...Mi-Minerva." I softly whispered.

They looked at me with wide eyes. The first one to recover is Reborn, "So she told us her name. Welcome to the Phalanx Famiglia, Minerva."

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