[CHAPTER 4] — WHERE AM I?

Looking at his surroundings, Lune knows that he is in one person room judging by the bed and table, probably his own room. The room almost look like a small library with how many books and shelves. There was even a side table with several brushes and parchments. Taking a closer look at one of the book, he leisurely skim over the pages. Lune learned Mandarin at his school, but it was only a glimpse and he only had to copy and memorized the words. Other than that, he never know any other words. As he read through the book, he found that he understand the words like all his life he had already learned it. He noticed that it was handwritten, then it dawns him that they were all handwritten.

Lune decided to try his penmanship since he never used brush before. He took the book over to the table, sure enough there were writing tools waiting. He may have never use brush but at least he knows a thing or two about inkstone and inkstick [1]. The principle is the same as using watercolor to paint. The inkstick provides color while the inkstone be the palette. Lune tried to copy one of the page in the book after everything was set. Given he never use brush for writing, he was somewhat nervous, but when the brush touched the paper, his hand moved like it was dancing and the characters that form are beautifully written.

Lune was surprised that he nearly tripped his hand, but his writing hand didn't even budge. When reading the book, he thought it was his terms and conditions for staying in this world. Like all those transmigrating story where you already know the languages in that worlds. Scanning the written text below him, he is convinced that this body remembers everything, but the memories doesn't. The chances that the memories will return bit by bit are not small, so Lune only has to hold on until all the memories come back.

The problem is, he still don't know who he is. What his name, his position, his friends or siblings. Lune grimaced, if it turns out like this, he should have just pretend that he got amnesia back when he just woke up. Lune decided while waiting for this body's memories to be put together, he might as well look out at his surroundings.

'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated'

Sun Tzi - Art of War

Lune couldn't know himself right now, at least he could know his environment. Judging by the sun, it should be around 3-4 o'clock in the afternoon right now. He stopped by the door hoping that there was nobody outside for the moment since he doesn't know anything about this body.

'So not fair, weren't transmigrating stories supposed to give some cheat or system to help the protagonist?! All I got is lousy memories that don't know when will be completed' Lune really want to scream.

The sight that greeted him as he opened the door made him thought he was in a painting. His place is the only place within sight. The pond on his right side and a garden on his left. The garden is full of Jasmine bushes that give the whole place the sweet fragrance and in the middle of it sat a stone table and chair. The stepping-stones path that lead outside also clean from weeds and thoroughly sweep judging by the broom beside the door. The pond, itself, has few colorful fish and clear water.

Lune could see his reflection and use this opportunity to see this body appearance. The face that stared right back at him is not too bad, the crescent-of-moon eyebrows were thin and narrow that compliment his big round eyes. It gave his oval shape face a child-like appearance but without a cut of a child. He looked more like a teenager in his early year. More so, IT IS HIS OWN FACE!!

Lune never do any cosplay before, but looking at his reflection, he is surprise he can pull off a long hair with his face. His usual bangs that cover his eyes are no longer there. His untied hair was parted at the middle so the black locks frame his pale face perfectly. Like a frame to a painting. 'At least it is my own face...glad to have something familiar here'

"Whatever are you doing outside with your undergarment?" a man with dark blue robe came down the stone path.

'WHO?!'

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Notes:

[1] Inkstone and Inkstick picture

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