A new story!
Yeah, I know, I'm in the middle of writing another one, and scarcely updated yet another one, but this one's been resting in my head for so long it practically built a house there.
As you probably noticed from the description/image, it's going to be a Gamer Weiss story.
It might start rather serious but I hope to turn it a bit more light-hearted later down the line.
I hope you'll have fun reading it.
It was an almost average day in the Schnee Family Manor for little Weiss.
Her dad had left the house to work on improving their Dust Company, early in the morning, as always.
Her mom had closed herself in a room with drinks, she wasn't allowed to talk about to her yet, like usual, as well.
She and her siblings, Winter and Whitley, were given a structured timetable of lessons and exercises with different teachers they were expected to attend and pay attention to for the entire day.
If everything went according to the plan, this day would have been completely unremarkable when placed among all the other similar days in her life.
There was, however, a slight deviation for her this day.
It just so happened that there was a huge car incident back in the city, and one of her piano teachers, whom she was supposed to have the day of practice with, was involved.
Normally, an absence of a teacher wouldn't have made a difference in her everyday routine, because if someone wasn't able to come over and teach her, she would have simply had the lesson with a different person. However, since it happened just an hour before the practice, her father couldn't summon a different person to teach her in such a short time.
Just like that, because of a single unfortunate incident, Weiss found herself with free time to spend doing whatever she wanted, for the first time in her life.
This, unfortunately, didn't come with all the happiness and relief, she had expected to feel upon finally having the time for herself, and instead she only found herself mildly confused.
What was she supposed to do in her free time?
Her hobbies, or at least all the activities she was supposed to say were her hobbies during the social gathering, were all boring, or the things she was expected to do during her lessons, anyway.
She couldn't go outside the mansion by herself, either, and she really doubted anyone would be willing to accompany her.
With those two options gone, the free time for her appeared to be for absolutely nothing else aside from sitting on one of the many exquisite chairs in her mansion, and waiting for the day to end.
It was something, she's already been doing for close to an hour, now.
She pouted.
It was really starting to drag.
The chair she was sitting in, though undoubtedly expensive and beautiful, wasn't particularly comfortable and after a while of sitting on it, she was really starting to wonder why had her father even bought such furniture.
Was showing their wealth to their servants really that important?
She tilted her head slightly to the side to ponder about it for a second, before dismissing that line of thought with a shake of her head.
Whatever, it didn't matter to the situation at hand, anyway!
It was currently her free time!
She was supposed to use it to have fun and relax!
There wasn't any time to waste on thinking about boring adult staff, she had her multiple lessons for that!
Although, if she couldn't relax by just sitting here and thinking, then what could she do with her free time to actually have fun? She didn't remember having any lessons about spending her long break.
Weiss looked down for a few seconds to try and remember any lessons that could help her.
After a minute or two of thinking, she sprung up from her seat with a realisation.
"I know!" She shouted to herself as she came up with a great idea. "The teachers always said to ask if I don't know what to do! I'm sure my siblings, and mom, will have an idea or few about spending my free time."
She nodded to herself with a confident smile on her face.
Sometimes, she astounded even herself with all the wisdom she could find in her mind. Truly, she was more than worthy of the Schnee family name with a great intellect like hers.
Now, the only question that remained, was which of the family members she should ask about help first.
(...)
A catchy tune echoed through the halls of the mansion, as Weiss hummed a little song to herself while happily skipping to her older sister's room.
Her older sister, Winter, was the perfect person to ask any question in Weiss's mind, not only was her older sister more experienced in life than her, she was also really kind and patient with her, as well.
Giving her ideas for a fun activity during her break should be an effortless task for Winter.
After all, in her fifteen long years of life, Winter had to find something to do in her free time at some point, right?
She wouldn't believe it if Winter said that she never had a break in her life before. The world, and her father, couldn't have been so cruel and heartless to her most beloved sister, after all.
With such confidence in her mind, she happily knocked on her older sister's door.
It wasn't a secret to her that Winter currently had her acting lessons, but she surely could spare a minute or two to answer her younger sister's important question, right?
"I'm coming!" Winter's voice echoed from beyond the door, and quick footsteps followed right after.
Weiss smiled in satisfaction.
Her sister really was amazing, despite being in the middle of her acting lesson, she was still willing to instantly pause her exercises and come to her, the moment she heard the knocking on the door.
Weiss could only wish, she was half as good at balancing her tasks with tending to her family by the time she was Winter's age.
"Is there anything you need, Weiss?" Winter said, as the doors before her opened.
She quickly nodded her head twice in confirmation, and moved to speak, but before she could let out a single sound, a haughty voice coming from deeper into the room rudely interrupted her.
"Whatever your sister wants, it can wait until the end of our lesson, Miss Schnee." Winter's teacher said with a scoff. "Improving your acting skills should be your highest and only priority during our exercises, Miss."
An offended scowl appeared on her face, as she heard her sister's instructor.
How dare that rude teacher get in the way of her question to Winter?
Couldn't that woman see, she was actively preventing her from gaining new knowledge, right now?
"Can we just take a single moment to breathe, Miss Bunt?" Winter turned her head to plead with her teacher. "I know that lessons are important, but my sister wouldn't have come here if she didn't need my help."
She could hear Miss Bunt actively scoff from the room.
"As if that little kid could have any important issues whatsoever." The teacher said with an annoyed huff. "Fine, go talk with your sister, Miss Schnee, but be aware that all the time you're wasting here will be a time of no worth."
"Understood, Ma'am." Winter growled through gritted teeth to her teacher.
As if to simply have the last word in their conversation, she saw Miss Bunt turn her back towards them with a loud scoff.
Winter sighed.
"I'm sorry, you had to see that, Weiss." Winter said, before shaking her head. "Anyway, you wanted something from me, sis? I know you're not one to go around different rooms, for no particular reason."
Weiss nodded her head in excitement.
Finally, she had the chance to ask her question! Surely, the answer her older sister was going to give her would be both insightful and helpful. There was absolutely no doubt about it in Weiss's mind.
"What do you do for fun, Winter?" She asked eagerly.
Winter blinked a couple of times in confusion.
"What do I do for fun?" Winter asked her out loud for confirmation, before slightly frowning.
They could hear the arrogant chuckle from Winter's teacher coming from deeper into the room, but, thankfully, a single pointed scowl from Winter was more than enough to silence them.
Weiss nodded her head again to Winter's inquiry, ignoring the teacher.
"Yes." She said before explaining. "Today's the first time in my life I found myself with some time for myself, and I have absolutely no idea what to with it. Therefore, I'm asking you for help."
Now that her sister knew the reason for her question, she's bound to receive an answer from her.
However, to her absolute surprise, instead of receiving the answer she expected from Winter, Weiss found her older sister merely looking at her with clear pity in her eyes for a few moments.
She couldn't understand why, though.
It wasn't like she was in any pitiable position, right now, was it?
If anything, Winter should be jealous of her. After all, it wasn't like it was her sister who had free time for herself, at the moment. Winter still had about three lessons to go before she could relax.
The only thing she was struggling with, was finding something to do.
"I'm not sure, I can help you with that problem, Weiss." Winter winced as she said that. "I usually just train my combat skills during my free time, but I doubt you would find it as enjoyable as I do."
Weiss's excitement deflated a little from the answer she was given.
"No, I don't think I would." She said with a little bit of sadness. "I'm forced to train until I drop, by father every day, anyway. The last thing I want to do is to train even more by myself."
Her sister winced further.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help." Winter said.
She sighed.
"It's alright." She mumbled quietly. "It's not your fault."
Winter put on a strained smile before putting her hand on Weiss's head and starting to comb her hair a little to comfort her.
"If you're really struggling with finding something to do, then how about you go and ask Whitley for ideas?" Winter suggested. "Since both of you are of similar age, I'm sure that his ideas are going to sound more entertaining to you, than mine."
She looked up to see Winter smile encouragingly at her, before strongly nodding with a newfound determination.
"You're right, Whitley has to have some ideas about spending time!" She turned around with a determined expression on her face, before running off in the direction of Whitley's classroom. "I will go and find ask him, now!"
"Good luck!" Winter shouted.
Suddenly remembering something very important, all the social class teachers always told her about, Weiss hurriedly turned around towards her sister again, bowed slightly, and shouted back.
"Thank you for the assistance, my sister."
Winter giggled.
"You're welcome, Weiss."
(...)
In the large mansion of the Schnee family, Weiss quickly realised, it was far more difficult to find her younger brother than her older sister.
While finding Winter was often as easy as asking some servant about her whereabouts, most of the same servants wouldn't have been able to tell where the youngest of the Schnees was, for their life.
Sadly, it wasn't because Whitley was that good at hiding.
Instead, it was because nobody really cared for the youngest child of their family nearly half as much as they did for Winter.
Had she not been in an almost exact same situation her whole life, Weiss might have even felt pity for the younger boy. Unfortunately, as long as Winter was set on becoming the next owner of Schnee Dust Company, all the other children were simply decoration pieces.
At least, they weren't expected to attend all the public gatherings, yet.
She quickly shook her head.
No, she couldn't think about stuff like that. It was her break, at the moment, and she would rather not have a break in the first place, than waste it on moping about her life the entire time.
Thankfully, she was already approaching the room, she was highly confident, Whitley was in.
Now, all she had to do, was knock on the door, and ask him her question. Surely, if Winter could spare her a couple minutes despite having way more advanced classes, then her younger brother could do so, as well.
With little to no hesitation, Weiss eagerly knocked on the big door before her.
No one answered.
She waited for a couple seconds, but just as there was no immediate reaction from either her brother or the teacher, she was sure were in the room, right after she asked, there weren't any a few moments later.
An annoyed grumble escaped her.
She knocked on the door again, louder.
This time there was a response, however, not from the room behind the door she was knocking on, but from the room just to the right of it.
The door slowly opened to reveal an elderly looking man with a patient expression on his face.
"Is there something you need, Young Miss?" The elderly man asked with a kind tone. "If you want to talk with your brother, then I would have to ask you to wait for a while. My lesson with young Whitley should still last for about a couple of minutes, Miss."
Weiss fake coughed a little to hide her embarrassment at choosing the wrong door, before turning towards Whitley's teacher with a smile, her teachers often referred to as diplomatic and inoffensive.
"Can I just take a single minute of his time, sir?" She asked.
The teacher looked at her with a small frown on his face, though despite that, he still appeared rather kind.
"I'm not sure if I can allow that, Young Miss." The teacher moved a little to his right to reveal the room behind him. "As you can see, Whitley is currently in the middle of studying the foundations of mathematical equations. Surely, you must know how important they are going to be for his future."
She shifted a little in place.
Of course, she knew how important knowledge was, but that was also the reason she needed to ask her brother a question! How was she supposed to learn something if all the people she wanted to learn from were always busy?
"It's really important to me, sir." She pleaded.
The Whitley's teacher nodded slowly.
"Don't worry, I do not doubt that for a single moment." The man raised his arm before she could interject in any way. "However, practising the virtue of patience should be just as important as your inquiry, no?"
She shifted again.
"There is a bit of a time limitation for that matter." She said. "I promise it won't take long. I will just ask Whitley a single question, receive my answer, and be on my way, sir. Please, it will take less time than our current conversation."
The teacher looked at her for a few seconds in contemplation before putting on an obviously fake smile, and replying.
"I'm sorry, Young Miss, but I believe that you've already wasted more than enough of my lesson's time with your pleading."
Weiss jumped a little in surprise as the door shut before her, when Whitley's teacher returned to his job. She didn't even have the chance to see her younger brother throughout the entire conversation.
"I-I see." She mumbled to herself while looking at the now closed door.
She huffed in silence a little.
It wasn't the time to give up, yet. If Winter couldn't give her an answer and Whitley wasn't allowed to talk to her during lessons, then she would simply have to go to the last family member in the house for help.
Surely, there would be at least a single person in this sad house which could tell her how to have fun!
(...)
Aside from dinners, and family gatherings, Weiss didn't actually meet with her mother all that often.
She knew her mother was almost always in the mansion, it was a rare sigh for her to leave the house in the first place, but unlike her, who usually walked around the mansion when going from classroom to classroom, Willow Schnee usually stayed in a single place for the entire day.
That place, unsurprisingly, was her room.
Now, Weiss was never actually told why her mother always preferred to stay alone, but it didn't take her long to figure out her mom was usually not in the state to meet other people.
It was incredibly difficult to talk to someone when you could barely talk in a clear way, after all.
Typically, she would have been more than fine with leaving her mother on her own, but the prospective hours of maddening boredom were pushing her to at least talk to the woman, before giving up.
What was the worst that could happen?
Besides, her mom was never really busy with anything, anyway, so maybe the answer to her plight would be just some good old family time with her.
She sighed.
A girl could dream.
In reality, if mother really wanted to spend more time with her and her siblings, then she would have cut down on their extensive lessons and exercises a long time ago, already. One wouldn't just put up with not seeing their children for so long, if they wanted to care for them, at all.
It was something even she was aware of, and she was still a child.
Well, at least Willow would know how to spend her free time in a decent way, Weiss didn't think, she had ever seen her mom busy with something, so obviously, the older woman had to have a lot of experience with free time.
The only thing she would ask for was for her mother to share it a little bit.
Certainly, as her daughter she could expect at least this much help from her, right?
She didn't bother to knock on her mom's door. There was absolutely no chance the woman was somewhere else in the mansion, and she was absolutely certain, her mom wasn't busy with anything, at the moment.
With that in mind, she merely pulled her mother's door open to see the older woman half-lying on a chair with a nearly empty glass bottle in her hand.
It wasn't an uncommon image of her mother.
"E-Excuse me, mom?" She asked meekly, she never really trusted herself with talking to her parents.
Her mother grumbled something incomprehensible before trying to clumsily straighten herself up on her chair, failing that, and ending up slowly raising her head a little to glare directly at her with glossy eyes.
"What do you want?" Willow slurred, barely comprehensibly.
"I-I-" She stuttered.
Willow got annoyed.
"Speak up, you brat." The displeased scowl on her mother's face was almost audible with how pronounced it was.
She gulped.
"I-I finally found myself with some free time, for the first time in my life." She said with as much dignity as she could muster while talking to her impaired mother.
Willow merely looked at her questioningly, and if she were to look at her mother's eyes a little bit closer she might have noticed traces of contempt in them. Clearly, her mom was quickly getting impatient with her.
"So what?" Willow scoffed. "Do you want me to sit you on my lap, pat your head, and congratulate you? Fuck off, kid. I wasn't responsible for taking care of you for the last fifteen years, why do you think I'm capable of doing anything for you, now?"
Tears started appearing in her eyes, as her mother's words reached her.
"M-Mom, I'm not W-Winter." She tried saying something.
It actually made her mom blench a little in confusion, as she looked at her with narrowed eyes, to confirm that what she had just said was actually true.
"Who a-are you, then?" Willow asked with a drunk hiccough.
Weiss shook in anger.
Had her mother forgot about her and Whitley from all the adult drinks she drank?
"I'm Weiss." She said meekly.
Willow's eyes became glossed as she tried to process the information.
"Ah, you're the second one." Willow nodded slowly before looking up with a reminiscing expression on her face. "I remember now, you were the least enjoyable to make out of all three of you. I still had hopes for having a happy family with Jacques back then, you know?"
A shiver ran down her spine as she blenched at her mother's words.
Out of all the things she didn't want to deal with today, this was likely among the top of that list.
"Get out." Willow said with an almost casual tone.
"Wha-" She started to ask in confusion at her mother's quiet words, but a loud crash of a brittle glass bottle shattering on the wall right next to her, stopped her from finishing her question.
"I said, get out!" Willow screamed in a drunken haze as she reached for another glass bottle.
"Y-Yes, mom!" She shouted before quickly taking a step back, and slamming the door behind her.
When she heard another glass bottle smashing into the closed doors, she could only jump in surprise at the attack, before sighing in relief at the fact she hadn't been hurt when talking to her mother.
At least, she was safe.
A silent groan escaped her a couple seconds later, she still had about four to five hours to go before evening came, and she had yet to find a single fun way to spend that time on something.
She huffed as she glanced at the wide corridors of her family mansion.
With literally nothing else to do, she might as well go explore her house again.
Who knew, maybe she would even find something interesting to do in it?
(...)
Walking through the servant's quarters really put into perspective just how cold her house could be to other people.
No matter where she looked, dry, emotionless, white walls stared back at her, stretching till the end of the house. There was no furniture, no instrument, or any tools she could use for doing anything productive.
She was lucky there were windows to look at the outside world.
It was obvious that back when her grandfather had designed the Schnee Mansion, a lot of the places here weren't expected to be visited by the main family.
Every servant, human or faunus, was clearly treated worse than they deserved for keeping her entire mansion working. Weiss had no idea what exactly her parents were paying all of them for their work, but she doubted it would have been worth it to work in such an uncaring place.
She sighed.
This place didn't give her anything interesting to do, either.
Was the reason her dad always made such strict schedules for her, the fact there was literally nothing to do in her house when she wasn't studying?
All of her family members were either too busy to do anything right now, or didn't want to talk to her in the first place. The servant were too afraid of her to start a simple conversation and would probably rather work, and go home. And the entire place was so empty, she was slowly starting to believe her family manor wasn't meant to be lived in, in the first place.
Frankly, it was maddening.
She glanced out of the closest window to see that it was still the middle of the day.
There were still multiple hours left, before she could responsibly go to bed and not wake up in the middle of the night.
What was she to do?
"This bloody spammer! I swear once this game's over, I'm going to get a rematch and destroy him with my Belck! Then he will learn who's the real pro gamer here!" A loud cursing coming from one of the servant's rooms made her jump a little.
She quickly locked onto the room from which the noises came. Some of these curses and terms weren't words she remembered hearing before, things like spammer and gamer sounded the most foreign of them all. Also, she had no idea who was this Belck.
What was going on?
Were the servants of her family fighting amongst each other?
Was someone trying to rob them?!
With a slow, hesitant step, Weiss carefully approached the loud room. She might have only started her combat training not too long ago, but it didn't mean she couldn't do anything to help!
Surely, with both her and the servants that were already there, they would easily be able to stop any no good thief!
The door creaked a little as she opened it to see what was going on.
Luckily, nobody in the room seemed to have heard it, and she was safe to surprise the robber.
The moment she got a closer look at the inside of the room, however, she had to stop herself from doing anything in confusion.
There weren't any thieves or robbers in the room. In fact, there was only one person, a deer faunus, in the room. They appeared to be angrily sitting on a cheep looking chair and screaming at the computer screen before them.
"What's going on?" She asked out loud, startling the faunus.
"Woah!" The deer faunus shouted in surprise before falling out of his chair and turning towards her. "W-What are you doing here, Young Miss?"
She shifted a little on her feet as she saw the faunus man lying on the ground next to a desk and looking at her with panic in his eyes. Her presence wasn't that scary to her servants, was it?
"Uhm, I was walking by your room when I suddenly heard loud shouting coming out of it, so I came here to investigate." She explained herself a little shyly. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, I guess I can be pretty loud while raging in game." The faunus man mumbled to himself before smiling widely in a friendly manner. "Don't worry, little Miss. I was only playing some video games, since I had a break."
Weiss tilted her head to the side in confusion.
"Video games?" She asked.
The man stood up from his lying position, shook off any dust from himself, and kindly nodded his head.
"Yup, video games." He pointed towards the computer behind him. "You know, the electronic time killers that conservative media claims make impressionable children violent but are incredibly entertaining? You probably didn't have many chances to play them, now that I think about it."
"Is it fun?" She couldn't help but ask.
"Well, yeah, they are." The faunus looked at her with some confusion. "I wouldn't be spending my time playing them, if I didn't consider them fun."
Her eyes started to slightly widen in excitement.
Did she just hear 'entertaining time killers'?
It was exactly what she was looking for!
"Can I try?" She asked.
A look of uncertainty appeared on the deer faunus's face, as the man glanced at his computer before quickly checking the time.
"I don't see why not?" The man asked more than stated. "My break had actually ended a couple minutes ago, so I suppose I could let you play something. As long as you promise to keep the fact I was playing here a secret, that is."
"Alright!" She nodded with a smile, and started to walk towards the computer.
The faunus quickly looked back at the game he was playing and winced.
"It might not be the best idea to let you play this game in particular. This game's a bit too mature." He mumbled to himself before closing the game, and picking a different icon from the desktop. "I think some good classic RTS like Sci-War should fit you much better."
Weiss huffed in indignation.
She might have been still a child, but she was very mature for her age, thank you very much!
At least, all of her multiple teachers, often said so.
By the time she sat down on the chair in front of the screen, the older faunus had already selected a campaign for her to play, and prepared everything for her.
"I'll let you play from the beginning, so that you can learn how to control everything through the tutorials, okay?" The faunus asked. "This game has them done in quite a decent way, so you should be fine."
"Okay." She nodded her head at the faunus before turning towards the game.
"Alright, I will just leave you to it, then." The man said. "I still have the kitchens to clean, after all."
Following that, she watched the faunus man leave his room defectively to get back to work, before she turned her attention back towards the game, the older man promised would be entertaining.
Well, she wasn't sure if games were her thing just yet, but she supposed she could dedicate a couple of minutes to find out.
(...)
A full day of menial work could leave any man exhausted, and as a common servant working in the Schnee family mansion, Reh was no exception to that statement.
The fact he had been forced to endure being scolded by the head servant for an hour because of his procrastinating, didn't make his day any better, either.
He groaned from tiredness as he entered the corridor his in-mansion room was in.
At the very least, he didn't work in the Schnee family mines. The horror stories about the treatment of workers there somehow managed to reach even his ears, in recent years of him working here.
The thought of joining the White Fang had never entered his mind before, but if the standards from the mines were to ever arrive here, he might end up reconsidering his alignments.
It wouldn't help that he was a deer faunus, either.
Thankfully, despite the patriarch of the family being frankly an immoral man, the other Schnees, and the people he was usually made to work with, were far more bearable and understanding people.
Sometimes, they even were rather endearing to be around, he would dare to say.
For example, little Weiss, who in spite of always trying to appear way more mature than her age, in reality was nothing more than a young child that was sadly often overlooked by the rest of her family.
A low chuckle escaped him as he thought about the kid.
When she had asked to play his games earlier today, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for the kid. He couldn't imagine a life in which he didn't even know what to do for fun, when having a break.
He sighed.
The kid truly was pitiable, in his opinion.
Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do for the kid anymore. It was already almost two hours past midnight, and the kid's father had probably scheduled her next one or two weeks to an hour, already.
By now, the kid's bound to be asleep, and it wasn't like they could meet all they wanted in the mansion, either.
He had a work he was expected to accomplish every day, and the girl practically never visited the servant's quarters due to having all her lessons back in the main parts of the mansion.
At least, he did manage to make one day more enjoyable for the kid.
His steps faltered, as he suddenly heard faint game noises coming out of his room.
He raised his eyebrow in confusion.
Had the kid forgotten to turn off the game after getting bored with it?
Certainly, it wasn't impossible. The girl clearly didn't have any prior experience with video games before, and she definitely had never needed to close a computer after playing for some time.
He shrugged.
All the living cost in the family manor for servants were covered by the Schnee family, so it's not like he would lose any money because of that. The worst thing that could happen to him was receiving another scolding from the head servants for wasting energy, but he could deal with that.
With a confidence of a man returning to his apartment, Reh casually opened the door to his room, and immediately jumped in surprise upon finding out that, contrary to his expectations, his room wasn't empty.
Right in front of his desk, he could see little Weiss still sitting, staring into the computer screen, and apparently trying to defeat the penultimate level of the kingdom campaign of Sci-War.
"Uhm, young Miss?" He asked with uncertainty in his voice.
Weiss didn't answer him, too focused on the game before her.
He blinked a couple of times in confusion.
Had he been so tired from work, he imagined it being a far later hour than it actually was?
A single look at his scroll told him that, no, it was still two hours past midnight. Weiss Schnee, the perfect daughter of the Schnee family and someone who was technically his boss, was simply too immersed in the virtual world before her to tell the time.
S-Should he interrupt her?
It would be best for the girl's health and sleeping schedule, but who was he to tell his bosses how were they supposed to spend their nights?
He carefully walked closer to the kid, and upon doing so, he noticed that her eyes had already begun turning reddish from intensely staring at the computer screen for far longer than she should have.
Yeah, okay, his boss or not, he wasn't going to let the poor kid get some serious health issues from playing too much video games.
With a quick movement of his finger, he shut off the computer, turning the screen before Weiss's eyes black.
"Wha-?" Weiss asked in surprise before quickly turning her head toward him. "Why would you do that?! I was almost through this level! If I had just one more minute, my sky-mechs would have destroyed the last Grimm Hive!"
Seeing the tears forming in the young girl's angry eyes, a horrifying realisation came to him.
He accidentally made Weiss Schnee, the potential heiress to the biggest Dust company in the world, addicted to video games.
And Cut!
As such, Weiss Schnee had become a real gamer.
One day she might even become a pro!
That's it for now, see ya!