I'm Mia
Have you ever had the feeling that you've worked your whole life for one goal, and then when you're at the finish line, it all goes to hell? I'll tell you, it's not a good feeling. So, I'm standing in front of a divinely handsome guy who looks at me like I'm trash, and I'm thinking about whether I should go fuck myself.
How did I end up like this? I don't get it either.
This was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. I worked hard for 5 years, day and night, to become an idol. I gave up university and a promising future as a psychologist, how much I fought with my parents, I even stopped counting, and finally, at the age of 25, I'm making my debut as an idol. That's how I fell asleep last night (I didn't manage to sleep) and in the morning, with the face of the happiest person on earth, I was going to the music awards.
But no, I can't be happy. On my way out of the house, I was hit by a car. A fucking ambulance. Not on the road, at the gate. Surprising? That's not why I died. The doctors put me in the car to take me to the hospital, but on the way, a pole fell on the car. A fucking pole. Apparently, that would have been enough; the ambulance exploded. And obviously, I died. Amazing? Listen to this.
I woke up in a line. A LINE. And sitting across from me in a chair was a blond guy with golden eyes, long, white hair, and features so beautiful that any idol would give his soul for it. He had some kind of iPad in his hand. This is the third time this angel has asked me a question.
- Do you have any questions?
What questions can a man who listened to the whole thing in shock have? Of course.
- Can you repeat everything you said?
Ohhhh, did I call that an angel? Well, I was very wrong, and after I said that, his face twisted like he'd already made sushi out of my organs. Okay, I'm starting to get scared. Get your shit together. This devil smiled kindly, although the coldness in his eyes seemed to suck the soul out of me.
-Well, since there are no questions, you can wait for your guide in the waiting room, and at the same time read the encyclopedia for beginners.
After these words, it seemed like I was thrown somewhere with a snap of my fingers. Because of the bright light, I couldn't see anything. After my eyes adjusted, I was finally able to explore the space in which I found myself.
Actually, there was nothing to study here. This was an absolutely white room. In the middle, there was a black sofa, a small table on which there were three thick books and coffee, and a clock hanging on the wall.
Now it's time to think calmly.
What the hell is going on here?
After shouting this philosophical and undoubtedly useful phrase about 100 times, I finally calmed down and came up with a plan of action. Actually, it consisted of one point. Read books.
And plan B, wait for some guide. I made these brilliant conclusions after the last words (I hope) of the devil. Well, since there is a plan, it's worth executing it. I sat comfortably on the sofa, took a book and started reading, while drinking coffee. I sat in such silence for about 26 hours.
Why is it so long?
Fuck yes, because these books were 12,000 pages. How I want to beat someone up now. Having poured out all my anger on the poor sofa, I began to draw conclusions. First, the coffee here is terrible. Secondly, what the hell is this? No, don't think that I'm not that emotional, and I don't like swearing, but if there was even a stone in my place, I would swear like a shoemaker. What I read was already shocking, but due to the lack of information there were more questions than answers. And it would seem that almost 40,000 pages of the book, what a lack of information, but 95% of them were water. What they stretched out sooooo much could be fit into one small book. Actually, that's why I want to kill Ryan. Who is this? The author of these damn books.
It's okay to give in to emotions, but it's worth thinking about everything.
So that means I've found out.
I ended up in SOG, which means Systemic Organization of Guardians. This organization was founded a shitload of years ago and is still dedicated to maintaining world peace. What is he doing? This is the most interesting thing. There are trillions of worlds and galaxies in this reality. To compare and understand the scale, our solar system alone has 19 million parallel universes. All these worlds are interconnected, and when one world dies, its fragments can harm other worlds, which will also die because of these fragments and harm even larger worlds. And so a chain reaction starts. SOG is primarily engaged in cleaning up these fragments, and if the world can be helped, it collects and sends a guardian there, who must resolve the problems that are causing the world to die and prevent the world from harming others. Actually, Guardians are recruited from different worlds, trained and sent on missions to save worlds. For an organization to choose you, you only need a strong enough soul.
You probably already understand why I'm here. Yes, they offered me to become a Guardian. And what's even more amazing is that we have a choice. If we don't want to be a hero, we can refuse, then our soul will go for reincarnation, but if we agree, our soul will be tied to the system. But there is one small nuance. Once we agree, there will be no turning back. If we later regret or die during the task, our soul is deprived of the chance for reincarnation and is destroyed. The process of destruction is very, very painful. It seemed that only heroes or fools would agree to this, but there is also a nuance here.
The reward that awaits the traveler who reaches the end is a chance to return, or 3 wishes. In short, if you agree, you must go to the end.
To make the Guardians' task easier, a system, a store, and classes were created. The book briefly described the function of each of them.
System - classic system with characteristics, skills, etc.
The only important point is that the operation of the system depends on the selected class. I don't know how, but special attention was paid to this.
Shop - It has everything your heart desires, and what you don't have, you can add yourself. Purchases can be made using points, which can be obtained in different ways, depending on the class. Again, I don't know how.
Class seems to be the most important thing, since the 2 points listed above are closely related to it. There are four of them in total, which can then develop into subclasses. These subclasses are not specified, but the classes are as follows: combat system, production system, diplomat system, otome system. Only their names are known, there are no descriptions. The class is chosen depending on what the Guardian did or was famous for.
It is also known that before becoming a Guardian, you need to undergo training, which includes completing tasks in three worlds of your choice.
In general, this is all that I collected from that crumb of information from the books. In theory, the guide should answer my questions, but he hasn't come to the hike yet. This is bad, very, very bad. If I stay here even a little longer, my mentality won't stand it. I am a psychologist by training (semi), but I feel I will soon need a psychologist. I waited another hour. Before I had time to start a new hysteria, some kind of blue hole opened on the floor. I might be surprised, but the supply of shock is exhausted today.
So a guy came out of this hole. He was damn handsome, but he couldn't compare with the devil. The guy had red hair and green eyes, but there was no life in those eyes.
His appearance was accompanied by cool special effects and bright lights, but again the reserve of surprise was exhausted. After the parade in his honor ended, his eyes seemed to become more meaningful, a light lit up in them, and he came up to me.
- Are you the new future Guardian?
He said, and at the same time began to examine me. For such a frank study, I usually give people a couple of affectionate ones, but he looks too innocent.
-Yes, I am, honey. She winked at him. I know it's not the best time, but I couldn't resist.
-W-w-w-what...
Look how he blushed. I didn't know that ordinary flirting could confuse him so much. Apparently, he doesn't talk to girls often. Because of this, the desire to tease him is even greater. Yes, it turned out to be an interesting acquaintance.
- Well, yes, honey, did I say something wrong?
-Let's get down to business,-he quickly changed the subject, cutie,-and so I am your guide, I will also be your assistant throughout your entire journey, you can look at my characteristics, if I don't suit you, you can call someone else.
During the last sentence, his voice became quieter and quieter. He drooped greatly. Hmmm, does he think I won't choose him?
The room suddenly became too quiet. Remembering what I had read in the book, I looked at him and mentally said "characteristic".
So that's why he was so depressed, he had already been rejected 53 times, and all because of monstrously low luck. As I understand from the books, the maximum number in the system is 100, the minimum is -100, and his luck is -95. It's understandable why no one chooses him. They are afraid that he will pull them down. Yes, and I'm not a saint, it's already hard for me, I don't want an extra burden. So you need to refuse. Yes, refuse. Now.
- Listen Akira, I looked at your Characteristics and decided, - come on, tell, tell, - you're not..., - say rag, pull yourself together, - imagine how glad I am that you will be my assistant.
Aaaaaaah, what have I done... I don't need a problem. So why. Ah, I guess I thought that the main characters always face troubles and get a lot of treasure because of them. Yes, exactly, I just wanted to take a chance. Who am I kidding, I just couldn't refuse him. I won't survive this way.
-R-really?
The guy was so worried that all this time he stood with his hands clenched and his head bowed. After my words, he almost jumped with happiness.
-A-Are you sure? You have seen my luck, I can bring you problems.
You are my dear, so kind. If I were in his place, I would immediately agree, so that they don't change their minds.
-Don't worry about it, honey. It's better to answer my questions. - I switched to a more serious tone, although I still couldn't hide my emotion.
-Y-yes, it's clear that the handsome guy still confuses him, but he's surprisingly professional, -ask.
- First, tell us about yourself.
He was surprised that my first question was this and not something more important, but he quickly pulled himself together.
-Akira, third prince of Nihon, 17th century, died from poison that was put in a bowl of soup.
So that's why he has such a strange way of speaking and dressing. Because of the shock, I didn't pay attention to it, but now it's clear. But it's strange that he talks about his death so calmly, either he has come to terms with it, or this system has done something. As I understand it, guides become those whose souls are strong, but not strong enough for Guardians. So it's clear why our behavior is different.
While I'm thinking about all this, the room is silent. Akira waits patiently for my next question. But...
- Nice to meet you, Akira. From now on, we will go through some difficult trials together, so let's get along. My partner.
From my speech, Akira turns red as a lobster, but determination is visible in his eyes. And so I continue...
- Thank you. Now, the second question is why, after 26 hours in a completely white room, I didn't go crazy or die from exhaustion.
Hah, it's clear that he didn't expect me to pay attention to this.
-This is the influence of the System so that the Guardians do not end their journey before they've begun it.
Exactly what I thought.
-Next question. How are classes connected to the system and the store?
-Good question ma'am, depending on what class you get, the missions and tasks for earning points will be different.
Catching my uncomprehending glance, he continued in more understandable language.
- For example, in the combat system, tasks are given that require physical strength or victory over the enemy. By defeating one of the targets selected by the system, you will receive a certain number of points that can be exchanged in the store.
So that's it, eh.
-And how to determine the class?
-That's why you need assistants, but first, have you already decided whether you agree to sign the contract?
He asked this so seriously that I was scared.
-Hahahaha, sorry. Honey, how would I have become your partner if I hadn't decided?
He blinks his eyes in confusion. Heh, Cutie.
-Don't laugh, ma'am. Let's sign the contract and choose your class.
"Yes, but before that," I suddenly became very serious, Akira tensed, "don't call me Ma'am, it's embarrassing."
-Ma'am, I mean, yes, I mean, how?
From his muttering, I understood what he meant.
"First, the contract," I said, smiling.
He blushed again, why, I didn't do anything. Ahh, because of the smile. Ehh, he needs to get used to it.
"Okay," he said solemnly, though rather sweetly, "here's the contract."
A piece of paper and a pen appeared in front of me. After carefully reading the contract and not finding anything extra, I signed it. While Akira was away, I thought about it for a long time and came to the decision that I didn't want to die.
I don't care about desires, I don't care about returning, I just want to live. I want to eat 5 kg of ice cream again until my stomach hurts, I want to eat a ton of tangerines, I want to hug trees, I want to listen to music, I want to make 1000 friends, travel around the world, learn something new, cook a new recipe, blow up the whole kitchen, watch cartoons and films, I just want to live.
And at the moment of signing the paper, everything around was lit up with white. That's it, there will be no turning back.
After it was all over, I looked at Akira, seeing tears in his eyes, I ran to him and hugged him.
-Let's live together.
"Yes! Why not," he said, wiping away tears.
Now we are a family.
After these sentiments, we gathered again. Now is the time for the system to assign me to the class.
I have two options. I am absolutely not athletic, so combat is eliminated automatically, the production system is not either, my hands grow from the wrong place.
The diplomat system and Otome remain. A diplomat because I was a psychologist, and a diplomat is a class that brings out only beliefs, such as drug therapy. Otome - well, because there is only one word - idol. The chances of both are equal, but please, not Otome, just not Otome.
-Well, ma'am, are you ready?
-Yes! No? Yes! Nooo. Yes no! No yes! Yes? Yeo?
-So, yes or no,- I finally saw Akira's irritation. Okay, this is not the time for this.
- No!
-It's already late, the scoundrel has already started.
The surroundings were already illuminated in white as usual, and a pink sign appeared in front of my face.
- Nooooo, for what? That's it, I don't want to. Let me go home.
-Ma'am, you've already decided everything. Where is your determination? - Akira is nice to me.
Smiled, but now this smile was creepy.
- Sorry, I won't tease you anymore.
-Ma'am, what are you talking about? - What have I done, I raised a monster.
Yes, you already understood, and I already knew for a long time, but this cannot be avoided. I HAVE AN OTOME SYSTEM.
-Ma'am, we need to move on to complete tasks, otherwise...
He points to my soul. Oh yes, I completely forgot. If you don't complete tasks for a long time, the soul will gradually disappear. Mine is already running out.
Yes, is there something you want to tell me?
Yes, ma'am. In SOG, there are two basic rules. First, it is strictly forbidden to interfere with the original canon of the world; even the slightest attempt will give you an electric shock, and if you don't stop, you will be destroyed. This is done to prevent the Guardians from making things worse, thanks to the butterfly effect. Only the fates of those connected with the system can be changed. For example, goals.
-Secondly, if you die during a mission, you die forever. In general, that's all.
- I see. - These rules create great difficulties, but I can handle them. - And now, as I remember, I can choose the first three worlds myself.
- Yes.
-Then, Naruto's first world.
Naruto was my first anime, and perhaps one of the few in which I am well-versed.
-Fine. Then I will look for a job in this world.
After a while, Akira's voice was heard again.
-Rank D assignment, one of the alternate worlds of Naruto, there are almost no differences with the main one, only that Sakura is not in love with Sasuke. Position - Due to the fact that so many shinobi died in World War 4, the balance of nature is disrupted, there may be a risk of destruction of the world. Low rank due to the fact that failure of the task will entail almost no consequences.
The goal is to save as many people as possible during World War II.
The reward depends on how much you can save.
The tool is to seduce the leaders of this world with the help of the Otome System and restore balance.
-Here's a brief description. We don't have time. I'll tell you the rest on the spot.
So, let's begin the first mission. The first station is the Naruto World.
A portal opened, I entered it, and finally shouted to Akira...
-I'm not ma'am, I'm Mia.