Chapter 4
And so, I was forced into the life of Iris... With some music trouble
It was uncomfortable when you woke up in an upside-down world. Any here I was, trying to struggle myself up onto the puffy bed. But then I realised the floor was carpeted and the texture was actually nice too. So in the end I found myself sprawled on the floor, and somehow still drifting off a bit.
Hey. Call me an one-of-a-kind Butterfly.
Even still, I had to get up after a while, go through my usual morning routine of toilet, brush teeth, wash face... As I scanned my surroundings, I realised I was not in my room, and took a full minute to recall I had met this Jamari who was the descendent of Aladdin, and willing enough to grant me 3 wishes, and he had partially granted my first wish of being a World Jumper by sending me to the KHR world, without any idea of going back. And now I became a young "Master", with a scary Father and servants whom I could not show care to unless I want them to be replaced once a week. Seriously, what was with this "Father"?
I spotted a time schedule on an oak table not far away from the bed. Gingerly, I walked over to it, and picked it up. What I saw made me drop the schedule in alarm. Okay Ellenia, breath in, breath out. Now close your eyes. Now open, and they will just disappear...
Not.
By this time all of you should be wondering why am I acting like this. Truth be told, I was thinking, just how many lessons had this girl taken? I had always known that rich people made their children take up loads of classes, but I had no freaking idea it was this much...
Straight after breakfast, this 9 year-old would start her day with Math, then followed by Japanese, then Science, Economy, lunch, English, Chinese, History, Violin classes, Geography, then dinner, afterwards, French and Italian to finish off the day. Well but homework would most likely be assigned anyways. So that meant, I might have to stay up late to finish any work assigned.
I had a feeling that the reason why Iris was sick was because of all the stress that was put on her... Needless to say, judging by her diary entries, the last person that she loved was Carppy, and I had a feeling that she left a long time ago.
I opened my door gloomily, and the butler from yesterday greeted me politely. I flashed him a polite smile in return, and followed him to the dining hall. I mentally took note of the places in this mansion in case I got lost. I did not wish to get lost and end up having lots of explanation to do, since I assumed Iris had lived her 9 years in this mansion.
Breakfast consisted of bacon and eggs, and I was a bit fidgety because I usually had the bread-and-butter, and there were hell lots of servants watching me eat. (Luckily, no "Master"...) Nevertheless, I enjoyed it. As I finished my breakfast, the butler guided me to a room which I assumed was where Iris study and sort of...
And you know what? As a Grade 3 kid, expectation of this girl was... High. I meant, normally we'd start having multiplication and division at 9, but Iris here... Was starting to get the geez of algebra. And as far as I could remember, I started simple algebra when I was 11 or 12.
But anyway, no big deal. I was 14 now, you see. And Math (unlike a certain tuna fishy~) had always been my best subject. The teacher looked kind of surprised when I just breezed off all the Math questions like a piece of cake. Economy was a new subject to me, but since I took Social Studies from where I came from... Let's just say it was manageable.
After lunch, which was like a repetition of breakfast (except the food was different, duh), I continued with the language subjects. But how should I put it? You see, I'd grown up with English and Chinese, and took Japanese as my third language (but sucked at it), I understood every single thing any foreign teacher said. Only thing was that it sounded funny, like there was twisting of words before they reached my ears. Kinda like those anime episodes which were dubbed. You knew they were not speaking in a language you understand, but you still understood what they were saying. Same applied to the written. It was as if the words themselves were twisted and reformed into something I understood. Everything was understandable. Maybe this was what it felt like when you ate Doraemon's translator yam*?
So to sum it up, the only lesson I had difficulty in was the Violin class. You couldn't expect me, Ellenia the Butterfly, to play the violin, could you? The fact that I never touched any instrument since birth was explaining good enough. Okay maybe besides the piano cuz of the music lessons in school but that's another story, since I didn't actually know how to play it so yeah.
Apparently Iris was a good violinist, or maybe the teacher expected too much from her. Because the moment we just exchanged greetings, the teacher pulled out a musical sheet from nowhere and expected me to play.
By the looks of that sheet, I was wondering whether it was really a music sheet or rather a lot of black dots on a lot of lines.
You could have imagined how I scared the hell outta the teacher when I picked up the violin and started to play. And I meant 'play' literally.
So I spent the rest of the lesson trying to compose a screaming teacher, who came running in circles in screaming bloody murderer at the top of her lungs. For some reason the whole Namimori hadn't crowd in curiosity/complain of the noise so I was guessing the room was sound proof. Which was coming in handy now.
In the end, the teacher was whisked to hospital while I was staring at my butler, smiling innocently.
And I felt damn relieved to the extreme when I realised that the "Master" did not know of this.
After dinner, let's just say the lessons went on fine...
The day's lessons were soon over. I was mentally drained of energy and all. Somehow I found myself on the bed, unable to sleep. Partly because of the reason I was a night owl (No, not Mukuro the Owl), partly cuz of today's happenings disturbed me.
The violin... It seemed like a lost jigsaw piece. I'd never played it before, nor had I ever in my whole life, touch it. It was something complete new to me, yet it felt... Right. Like it had always been there.
Confused, I shook my head. Maybe it was that Iris played violin so much the memories where even engraved into her muscle. And since I possessed her body... Well...?
I got up, unable to stay in bed any longer. I reached over to my violin and decided to played a bit to get the hang of it. After some futile struggling, I decided to start with the basic. And I really meant the basics, since I had perfectly zero knowledge about music, much less how to play a violin. Well I mean, I knew how to read the 'do' to the 'ti' but that's just about everything I knew.
I felt glad I saw a laptop somewhere on the desk.
Immediately, I went over and searched on the basics of violin-playing. I must say one thing: the internet was really awesome. Since I figured I gonna get stuck inside the KHR world until Jamari woke up or something, I might as well pick up a new hobby. Who knows? One day I might need the violin!
Picking up the so-called bow, I gave my attempt at the violin once more...
*Translator Yam* I'm not very sure what is this thing called in English but I assume it is of above:P It is one of the many tools Doraemon owned and it's usage is to translate any language to a language you understand.
HAI! That's chapter 4... And kind of short compared to other chapters T.T Well, to make up for the shortness of this chapter, guess I'll put an omake here. Don't expect much though... AND NOT TO FORGET! I had a poll on my profile, please spare a second to vote ;D
OMAKE: Poor Violin Teacher
As Iris' violin teacher fainted at the spot last time because of my horrible music talent, and it was rumoured that day after day, she kept having nightmares of broken music notes chasing after her, threatening to bury her alive and sort. Thus, she was unfortunately sent to a mental hospital. Well, it could only proved that she took absolute pride in her student's work...
Doctor: what's your problem
Teacher: I keep having nightmares about musical notes chasing after me...
Doctor: what caused the nightmare
Teacher: (went into explaining everything)... And Iris is my brightest student! I devoted me life into nurturing her into a perfect world-class violinist! All that effort... *Sob sob*
Doctor: what I suggest, is to rest for a few weeks or months, then go back to check on her. Well it could be that Iris have some incident or something...?
Teacher: Okay...
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Several weeks later, the teacher went back to the Tenebris Mansion after resting. Breathing deeply to prepare herself for the worst, she walked into the room where Iris (or in this case, Ellenia) would be waiting for her.
Ellenia: Yo, sensei!
Teacher inner reaction: wait shit Iris never greet me like that. Calm down now, calm down. Everything's gonna be fine.
Teacher: Err, so let the lesson begin. Now as a warm up, would you mind playing the basic keys?
Me: okay. (Picked up bow and violin and played smoothly)
Teacher: (so it was my imagination, after all? Though a bit stiff, at least it proved that Iris is still a violinist) you got to work on your basic keys better, it's too stiff. Now, let's play this song. (Placed a random music in front of me)
Me: (luckily I practised violin every minute I got to spare.) okay! (Looked at music sheet and said under my breath) what shit is this! Nevertheless, i should give it a try. (Played the violin)
And you know what, the teacher fainted again.
And, Chapter 4 coming to an end. So will I, Luscinia Evan, sign off!