Sunday

Here's something odd that happened today as I'm writing on my new journal the day my stepfamily moved back to Kuoh during our week-long family vacation around Hawaii.

Especially since I was planning to make money with my ongoing autobiographical series alongside getting famous when I grow up.

To begin, when I was lounging around in my room binge watching a new series on Youtube during the early afternoon as my stepparents (a Japanese man named Hiro and a blonde American woman with blue eyes named Kayleigh) are both taking all the dirty clothes to the nearest laundromat, leaving me to look after my younger stepsisters.

But anyway, the show I watched was so amazing (especially with quality of the episodes that the show makers did) that my left forearm sudden change into a silver knight gauntlet with a diamond-like gem on the top of my hand.

I was so freaked out that my forearm was turned into a gauntlet that I tried to remove it, to no avail, and was about to panic when a light glow in the gem of the gauntlet appeared, until I saw a couple of gemstones falling to the ground out of thin air.

Feeling shocked, I tried to summon gemstones again forcefully but that didn't work.

But when I decided to do it while being relaxed, more gems start to appear out of nowhere again.

I tested out my new ability with my gauntlet a couple of times, and I found out that I can summon various gemstones out of thin air and make them disappear at will.

Not only that, but I can also make my gauntlet disappear and reappear at will as well, which is useful to not blow my cover in public.

Feeling satisfied with what I discovered while subconsciously calling my new gauntlet 'Gemstone Crafter', I imagined making lots of money selling gemstones of various kinds; I could make jewelry store and manufacturing plants go out of business.

I was so excited that I decide to head out of the house to get a few drinks for myself as a personal reward, but with my actual money.

But during that time, I also found out another ability by accident, or at least it was an accident.

You see, when I'm walking with a few cans of soda in my bag around an empty street after going to the nearest convenience store, I almost crossed paths with a bunch of rude American tourists (a few of them being African Americans) acting petty and spiteful when they noticed my presence.

They then proceed to get on my nerves nonstop as I walked past them as I tried to ignore them, when I imagined large gemstones popping out of their chests.

Then all the sudden, I heard large screams of pain and terror as I turned around and saw all of them exploded into a pile of limbs and guts with large gemstones coming out of their chests.

Shocked at what had just happened and noticing my gauntlet had appeared instead of my forearm (which I had to quickly make it disappear), I quietly raced away from the street and headed to a crowded area around town for a few hours before heading back home, hoping that my stepparents didn't show up.

Thankfully for me, I arrived a couple of minutes before my stepparents showed up with bags of clothes for me, my stepparents, and my twin younger stepsisters named Abigail and Zoey (both are a few ages younger than me with their biological mother's blonde hair with their biological dad's brown eyes).

When asked on what I was doing, I quickly told them that I was going to get some drinks for myself before putting my cans of soda them in the fridge, which they quickly brushed it off.

Things were normal for the rest of the evening as stepmom was making dinner for everyone, when stepdad told us on the news that a murder occurred around the empty street where I 'accidentally' killed a bunch of rude tourists, before asking me if anything odd happened during that time frame as Abigail and Zoe were still in the house.

If I told my parents that I accidentally killed them, I doubt they'll let me slide on me committing murder on a brunch of rude jerks, especially since the American West has unfortunately got several nutjobs that want my head mounted on a pike for killing a group of tourists (including the African American ones) aside from possibly targeting my stepfamily nonstop.

Aside from that, it's likely that my stepparents want to call the police on me for that incident and I need to face trial for committing murder, which could end badly for me long term.

Instead, I told them I was walking down the street with my drinks in hand before heading to the crowded area around town to see what's going on after we left for vacation.

Yet despite believing my story, stepmom told us she's going to drop us off and pick all of us up to and from Kuoh Academy instead of public transportation until the murderer is caught, aside from both stepparents giving all of us all pepper spray cans.

While we didn't mind being given out pepper spray for self-defense, we're not happy having stepmom drop us off to school and getting picked up, as all of us don't want our classmates to think we're a bunch of little kids, but stepmom is not having any of it.

We kind of expect stepdad to come to our defense but he didn't, though I guess he doesn't want to get scolded by stepmom due to genuine fears over our safety, alongside not getting interrogated by his own wife, which I don't blame him to be honest.

After dinner, I went straight to my room just to get some sleep, though I can't wait to use my newfound abilities to get rich.

While I'm writing my new journal down, I'm Chance Motomeru (messy black hair, green eyes, purely American), adopted son of the Motomeru family and future Gemstone maker.

Though to be fair, this might be the start of the madness, for better or worse.