Chapter 11

Made by the mindfull hands of several artists 'he' paid to do just this!

As for the 'little faults' mentioned…

'A character can beonly as perfect as the little imperfections allow it…'

As one of her in-game manga-artist friends said!

Note to add… this was the same person who designed her character basic appearance.

'Yet, with so many people knowing my character look — possessing most likely malignant intentions… I just can't keep that. Also, ashen grey skin and black sclera stick out in the crowd… yeah, pretty much!'

Yeah… she would be right away recognized, not speaking wearing her epithet white military uniform that made her so notorious looking amongst other players. She would be right away revealed!

"So, are you up to the challenge?" the girl asked once more, still grinning in a "scary" way…

"Well…" and Gillian hesitated to say her answer, only the appearance of a "spectacular" group saved her.

"It is her…!"

"Rias-senpai!"

"Oh! Akeno-tan! Love me!"

"Koneko-chan is so cute!"

"Kiba-kun…!"

In the next moment, a small group passed the corridor, earning many gasps and adoring stares. Both boys and girls nailed their eyes on them.

"The members of the ORC club…" Aika whispered to Gillian, making her tilt her head.

"ORC?"

"Occult Research Club." Added the girl with the spectacle.

"Eh, really?"

Four people moved through the corridor, carrying grace and beauty, earning the people's gazes all around.

The first was a small white-haired girl — most likely first-year student. In all honesty, she would be the perfect mascot for any club.

'I wonder where they get her…' As Gillian watched her, she can't help, but the word 'loli' came to her mind. 'So cute!' She squirmed in joy! Back then, she loved lolis!

The second… A buxom and tall woman with raven hair made to be a ponytail, reaching entirely to her ankle. Her face carried a calm and gentle expression.

'Wow! Is those real? How her clothes can contain them? And her face…!? Waifu material on the horizon!' She saw a few absurd looking characters, in YGGDRASIL, as once you bought the creation tool, you designed your avatar the way you wanted. Also, being a friend with an H-game enthusiast – also little bit herself - she saw a few 'twins' in the digital playfield with exaggerated proportions!

But to see a pair with those size in real? She never imagined they exist! And that gentle expression witch healed the soul… she right away started to fantasize!

'Such a gentle face usually hide a gentle personality, or in reverse! A gap moe! A complete sadistic monster…'

Both types had their advantage and disadvantage, though, she preferred the gentle personality paired with a gentle face.

'Ahhhh…! I want to lay on those soft valleys! I want them to heal my broken, tortured soul! Ah! If Ulbert-kun Tabula-san or even Peroroncino would be here… they would go mad in jealousy!'

She missed her friends, and just now, she imagined their comments.

'Fufufu… they are so bad!'

She almost drooled, only thanks to her newfound mental fortitude she held herself in line, though, she allowed herself a momentary lecherous gaze.

'Focus!'

After giving herself a mental slap, she inspected the group further.

The third was a girl, with crimson hair, her red mane like blood, flowing entirely to her buttock, her chest less sizable, yet, more firm than the raven beauty. Her eyes blue, penetrating, carrying a demonic spark, expression confident, and firm! Yes, the appearance of a confident girl who led her group!

'An officer type? She must like to punish others…' Gillian snickered, imagining the redhead in a skinsuit, carrying a whip and punishing the 'bad.'

Gillian guessed she was the 'Queen Bee' of the group, leading them in the front.

'Yeah… she is beautiful. But Queen Bees usually has a horrible, bitchy personality.'

Though, she rarely judged the personality of others according to their appearance. In her previous life, she experienced how bitchy, bossy, abusing, and rotten persons queen bees and other clique leaders can be.

'I hate cliques!'

Yeah, never fitting anywhere, beaten up and abused to do their homework and do their projects, she, in general, hated popular kids and cliques. Those things simply helped to enforce the power of rich and the popular, pushing the abused lower in the social ladder.

'I hate them…!'

All in all, it was not simply unfair; it was heavily counterproductive! It crippled and twisted otherwise normal people to act unnaturally, obey the whim of others, blocking them to search their own path of success. Also, it made the clique leaders basically untouchable, as their 'subordinates' always stood behind them, stripping them from the opportunity to learn from their own mistakes and take responsibility.

According to a survey, a certain percent of criminals were clique leaders once.

Losing their 'safe zone' after finishing high school, they were unable to fit in a society where they lack their 'servants.'

Seeking another way to gain such an advantage, they often choose the wrong path, even going that far to commit a crime.

They were addicts, addicted to their own power and authority.

'Where is my homework?' 'Stupid ghost kid! Don't screw it up!' 'Why can't you just die!?' 'Fucking useless…'

Her resurfacing memories caused a momentary rush of rage, almost overwriting her carefully managed mental control. She was on the verge to lose control over her great power.

'I want to pulverize them!'

"Is something wrong?" her guide asked in the next moment, raising her brow, somehow feeling Gillian's rising tension, the air and space already vibrating around the school.

"Oh! I-Its nothing…" after breathing deep, the player managed to suffocate her passives, remembering a few of such student from her past.

Remembering… seeing them on the streets as physical workers and homeless, baking cheap burgers… in an age where most physical work done by machines… it was indeed satisfying sight, seeing her bullies suffer!

'That's for you, assholes! Relying on your 'servants' instead of studying! Foul-smelling apes.'

"It's nothing, just a pleasant memory popped up." she smiled as nothing happened.

"I see…" and her guide nodded, somewhat looking suspicious.

Gillian may look evil now, but who wouldn't enjoy the fruits of hard work? Deep inside, she was a human after all, not perfect, not a saint.

Aside from friendliness, she also carried ill-intent against the ones who hurt her in the past. She was no perfect, just a human.

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With her new race, every emotional effect affected her multiple times as strong than in the past; she can't help it…

"Huh!"

Sighing once more, Gillian inspected the last member of the group; a familiar boy came to her view.

'Is that, Kiba-kun?'she raised her brow, a little bit surprised seeing Kiba with such a company.

'I never knew Kiba-kun is part of that club…'She can't help but chuckle, seeing the blond. Her rage slowly buried under her amusement.

"Prince Charming" walking with three girls. 'I see why you visit us, Kiba-kun… fufufu! You need to rest between three women!'

It might be lewd, but she imagined it, and it was quite funny, and also, a little bit sad.

"Oh!" it seemed Kiba recognized her, first giving a confused expression, then gave a waving smile, and she waved back, offering an honest grin.

"Uuuuu! Kiba-kun waved this way!"

"No! He smiled at me!"

Many girls around them squirmed in excitement, can't decide who the boy offered that honest gesture, creating small chaos around Kiryuu and Gillian, but between the two, it was apparent who he aimed that small gesture.

"Heh! So you like that type? I should have guessed…" Kiryuu fixed her glasses with a slight perverted grin.

"What are you speaking about?" and Gillian can only blink confusedly.

"Kiba Yuuto, the Prince of Kuoh Academy…" Kiryuu grinned, giving the info. "I warn you; you will earn many enemies if you try it. Almost all the girls in the school want a piece from him. And every boy seems to dislike him… but fingers crossed! I support your war effort! Kiryuu-senpai is with you!" winking, Aika offered a thumbs up, the light glinting on her teeth.

"Eh!?" the player was still confused, but slowly started to recognize what her guide referred.

"Handsome, gentle… do I need to say more? And as I see it…" she adjusted her 'scooter,' a devious light flashing through the lenses. "He may have a sizable member."

"Ugh!" the player almost groaned in disgust, she doesn't want to hear it. But at once, her face slightly heated in embarrassment.'I hate this body!'

"Let's continue the trip; there is much to see… we can always ogle boys later. I know a good spot! If you are interested, of course…"

"O-Of course…" she really hated herself, this girl was scary! Making her oblige whatever she said.

And thus, Kiryuu continued the trip, leading the new girl through the school, introducing her a few of her girlfriends.

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Meanwhile, in the student council room:

"Hmm, Gillian O'Dyēus…"

"Yeeeeppp…!"

Read the name the lean girl in the spectacle, and the girl on her side gave away a painful yelp, grabbing her head with tearful eyes.

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