walking meat bags

"Please step into the room and dress in the uniform. This uniform is to be worn once you are outside of your designated room. Students are only allowed to wear clothing not associated with the school when they have gained enough points. This information is provided within the school rule book."

I nodded, said my thanks, and stepped to the side to change into my clothes. Once finished, I then stepped from the small room, ignoring the mirror.

There is no need to look at how the three-piece uniform fits my slight form. The uniform looked good and did not make my pale skin look garish in the least. In fact, the uniform was a dark grey pleated knee-length skirt, elbow-length shirt with a plain grey tie, and a matching sleeveless jacket. This is the standard uniform form first-year students.

The shoes were also grey with white socks and matching now. Upon standing in front of the madam, Aqua, her voice was heard before I could even glimpse her form.

"Good, please follow madam Quain waiting outside. Have a good day student number five hundred and forty-seven."

"Thank you, madam Aqua."

Outside the room stood an unfamiliar face. But this is probably the woman madam Aqua mentioned. the attire she wore was more than professional; a Burgundy loose-fitted fitted suit complimenting her ivory skin.

"Student number five hundred and forty-seven?"

"This student greets the madam."

"Mm, please follow, keep up." The woman turned away and strode away. I followed behind. First, we walked down a short cobblestone path. Each side was graced with beautiful red and white flowers. The flower was large, releasing a slightly sweet scent. Looking w2ay from this I focused on scanning my surroundings for useful plants that can assist me in helping my thighs to grow stronger.

Finding a few, I looked away and focused on the tall female in front of me walking as if she walked on air; each step sure, back straight with her head forward.

The doors we entered were towering, standing over fifty meters tall. The building itself should be over a hundred, if not slightly more. The roofing had sloping sides with a pointed middle making up half of the building. The style is what I had become familiar with as a European gothic style my Lecturer had taught me during old earth world history. "This building is among those saved before our old world was abandoned. This building back then was already eight hundred years old, built in the late sixteenth century. It took over two hundred years to build, and the lives lost are countless. Today we use it for our school where students will study for four years before they graduate…"

Looking at it I suddenly felt quite amazed. Imagine the age of this building and the history it held. These air breathers are truly amazing. When the madam/Lecturer in front of me continued to explain the history of the building and the school, I found that it had been shocking. This school had been established two thousand years ago and had carefully trained queens and various nobles.

For me in the body, I thought of the memories and wondered what I can be called.

The father's lineage of this body is not bad. Though if I have to think hard, I am a concubine born. These students are all from the main wives and noble fathers. As for the mother who had tossed me into that place?

Her background is unknown.

From what grandma had said, I had been invited by this school. The question back then and now is why?

Why would they even pay me any heed?

"… As to why we have sent you a mere adopted child of a clan that has supposedly fallen?"

The click-clop of her heels echoed in the empty hallway, with the low, steady and cultured tone of her voice, hearing her suddenly become silent after saying those words, I could not help but to stare at this female who had drawn my interest.

We are in an empty hall. From the scanning of my surroundings, there are only three other people present besides myself. I did not worry about them because with my upgrade it is easy to hide whenever I wanted to.

"Grandma had told me that I should not be bullied. This school, even if the king himself recognised it, I can still destroy it if my life is threatened. The lives within are nothing. That is what she had informed me with a smile. Grandma is the best, second only to brother. Brother also said that destroying the school is not enough. Make them know genuine fear and sink the island." I smiled, not just with my lips but with my perfectly shaped pearl white teeth. They are correct in saying this. The lives of air breathers, except those I have found worthy enough to not deem as useless meat bags, are nothing in my eyes.

This woman who still had a face that did not change after hearing my words should be praised, I am sure I am not the only dangerous thing around and I am also sure that the students here are not only humanoid but other. Thinking about it made my mouth water.

Remembering the two with the smell of Sirens, a delicacy I had long missed, I imagined wet else that can whet my appetite before I focus on the meat bag before me and spoke up again. "For me it is simple, everyone who is unworthy in my eyes is walking meat bags."

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NOTE:

*Madam: this is just a formal greeting. Either accompanied by Lecturer and surname.

just a reminder some names will be back to front:

Au Fuji

Fuji Au

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