Always Pay Attention to the Warning Signs

On a huge cliff, several teenagers and adults were talking and taking pictures with smiles on their faces.

Why would they do that? Because that was a tourist spot, of course. These teens and adults are students and teachers who have come for a tour of this bland place.

How do I know this? What a silly question. It's because I'm one of the students.

See? I'm right there! That girl over there!

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No, I'm not the girl with the long hair and the dazzling smile. More to the left!

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No, I'm not the tanned blonde surrounded by guys either.

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Wha- Why the hell are you looking at the history teacher?! Sure, she's smoking hot, but I said I'm a student! Turn the camera this way, you pervert!

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That's not me either. This person wearing makeup and a wig is a man. He dresses like a woman, but he's a man. He considers himself straight but says he doesn't like women. In fact, he doesn't even consider himself a man or a woman. Honestly, he's a confusing mess, he has a problem in his head I think, but it's not my problem. Anyway, a little more to the left!

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Ting!Ting!Ting!

Finally, you found me! The small, plain girl sitting alone on a rock fiddling with her cell phone, that's me!

What? Did you expect a super hot model with big breasts and a bubble butt? Sorry to spoil your illusion, but I'm just a normal sixteen-year-old introverted girl. My hair is the most common brown color there is, and it's pretty shaggy. My face isn't very pretty, just below average, and to top it all off, my body has about as much sex appeal as a mummy.

As I said, I'm pretty introverted and antisocial. My communication skills are as good as Jamie Oliver making Asian food.

And of course, as if that wasn't enough, I have a weird fucking name. Biba Trixipepa. Courtesy of my loving parents who abandoned me when I was just two years old.

Now, if you put all that together, what's the result? I'll give you a hint. It starts with B, ends with G, and has eight total letters.

Still don't know? It's-

"Hey, Biba! Catch it!"

I hear someone's mocking voice calling my name, and I look in the direction of the voice. The moment I raised my head to look, I saw a blue ball coming toward my head. I instinctively closed my eyes and put my arms up defensively, protecting my head.

The blue ball, upon contact with my arms, exploded, wetting most of my arms and my school sweater; it was a balloon, and from the smell, it was probably loaded with dirty water from somewhere.

Opening my eyes, I see a small group of guys laughing as they look my way.

Well, I think you've already guessed it, right? This is the result.

Bullying.

I ignore the boys laughing at the situation, and I sigh down at my wet clothes. This kind of situation is already normal for me, you know? It doesn't bother me anymore. What I find most incredible is the determination of the idiots to find and fill the balloon with dirty water in the middle of nowhere.

As I take off my wet sweater, my Philosophy Teacher suddenly appears with a furious face.

"What do you brats think you're doing?! I saw everything! One week of suspension for each of you!"

The Teacher roars, and the boys shut up. They look at me accusingly as if it's my fault, and in the next instant, they run away.

She comes to my side and comforts me by patting my back. "Trixi, are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere?"

I look at her and see her eyes full of concern, making my heart warm. Frigga Lennox, my Philosophy Teacher, and my only friend.

Hm? So what if my only friend is a Teacher? Any problem with that?

Anyway...

Frigga is a little old, already in her late seventies. She has gray hair tied in a bun and dark brown eyes. She is the only teacher who takes my side when I am bullied while the other teachers and the principal just pretend that nothing is happening so as not to hurt the prestige of the school.

Sounds like a bad, cliché script of a movie, right? But unfortunately, it's the truth, and this kind of thing happens more often than people think.

Frigga and I have the same hobbies. We both like to read; be it action books, to fantasy books. Even manga. Well, Frigga didn't know manga, and when I introduced her to modern Japanese literary art, she was delighted.

Yeah, I'm a weeb.

"I'm fine, teacher. That's just a harmless water balloon," I said with a smile.

Frigga raised an eyebrow and sighed. "Those damn brats. When will they mature? Trixi, if anyone pesters you, just tell me their name and class, and I'll make sure to give them one hell of a time!"

It was my turn to raise an eyebrow.

"Is this... allowed? I mean, aren't teachers supposed to be... impartial about the treatment of students or something?"

Frigga immediately snorts in amusement, then smiles at me and says, "You are quite ignorant about the stupidest things, I tell you. A teacher who doesn't give preferential treatment? If a teacher like that really exists, then the earth is flat!"

I giggle at her words.

Well, the world is a pretty unfair place, so it makes sense.

"I have to get back to the other teachers now, I still have things to discuss with the idiots," she says in a tired tone. "And Trixi, try to stay close to where I am, the brats wouldn't dare mess with you with me around."

I nod, "Alright."

I watch Frigga walk away from me, heading toward where the other teachers are, and I let out a big sigh.

I get up and start walking to clear my head. I know Frigga said to stick around, but I wanted to spend some time alone.

I'm sure Frigga will lecture me, but I'm a sixteen-year-old girl going through puberty. If someone tells a teenager to do something, he'll do the opposite, just to piss you off. It's just the law of nature.

Jokes aside, I'd like to venture a little and take some pictures in silence, as this place is quite strange.

When I was told for the first time that we were going to do a beach excursion, I thought of sand, sun, water, and almost naked people playing and swimming around. Obviously, this place is not a beach, but its name is 'Beach of the Stones'. It is a large cliff that is in direct contact with the sea. The strangest thing is that there is a lot of vegetation and trees that have grown under the rocks, which is quite weird since there is no earth here.

In short, it's a giant cliff full of vegetation.

The most interesting thing is that every time the sea water hits the cliff, it makes a sound like thunder. It was interesting to listen to in the beginning, but it got boring soon after.

I walked for some time, not noticing where I was going, and the next thing I knew, I was far from the meeting place. Fortunately, since we were so close to the cliff, I just need to follow the edge back.

However, I saw a strange glint in the corners of my eyes, and like any curious teenager, I went to see what it was.

"Wow...What is this? I never saw rocks like this before!"

Moving closer to where I saw the glow, I saw more clearly what it was. It was a rock, a black rock with what looked like shiny blue veins that were on the ground, half hidden among the weeds. Bending down, I cleared a good chunk of the brush to get a better look and noticed that the black stone with the blue veins continued ahead.

Looking ahead, I saw a lot of weeds, and without thinking too much, I followed the black stone trace.

Walking for a few more minutes following the trail inside the small grove, I came across a cliff again. But this one was different as the black stone with blue veins was all over the place.

I quickly took my cell phone out of my pocket and started photographing the strange rocks. Aiming at my phone while taking dozens of photos, an image of a warning signpost appeared on my phone screen. Curious, I put my cell phone away for a moment, and up ahead, near the cliff edge, I see the signpost.

Like any stupid, curious teenager, I walked to the signpost to look closer. Coming very close, I immediately became confused.

"What kind of sign is this..?" I muttered.

Analyzing better, it looked like a sign that showed...The wind? What does that mean? Shrugging, I pick up my phone again to take more pictures, but suddenly, I feel a strong push on my back, strong enough to make me lightly levitate.

It was extremely unexpected, and it took me by surprise. I was already on the edge of the cliff, and the push took me straight to the end of the cliff, and at that moment, I knew I was going to fall.

In desperation, I take one last look around, for anything that might help me, and then my eyes lock on the sign.

'Ah, I get it now,' I thought. 'It was a warning about strong winds...'

The next moment, I was falling into the dark waters.

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"Oh my god, Charles, she is the most adorable thing in the world!"

"Of course darling! Her eyes look a lot like yours! Oh, look, she's staring at us!"

"Kyaaa! So cuuute!"

Please someone get me out of this hell!

Sigh.

Some would say hell is a demon infested land of fire and brimstone, others say it is a freezing land. In my case, my hell is having to stay completely still without being able to move, while I have to put up with two doting parents who won't leave me alone.

You know, after I fell from the cliff towards the bottom of the sea, I don't remember much, but while I was falling, I was absolutely sure that I was going to die, after all, not only was it a fall of almost thirty meters, but there was also many rock formations at the end of the fall. I sure died flat on the stone ground, or drowned in the sea. Unfortunately, I can't be sure, as I lost consciousness as I fell.

How can I be so sure that I died? Well, because of my current situation, of course.

A few days ago, I woke up scared, and I saw an unknown ceiling. Yes, very original. Anyway, I was glad I didn't die, but when I tried to move,for my surprise, my body wouldn't move. The thought of now having a completely dysfunctional body crossed my mind, making me feel devastated. Well, it wasn't an illogical thought, seeing as I had fallen off a cliff and survived.

What completely shocked me, however, was the sight of two gigantic people who appeared in my field of vision, looking down on me as if I were a dwarf. A man and a woman. The woman had short brown hair, a slightly above average face, and gentle caramel-colored eyes. The man had blond hair combed in a nerdy style, and a big blond mustache; he wasn't very handsome, but he wasn't ugly either.

I tried to scream, or at least say something, but all that came out of my mouth were completely incomprehensible noises.

Strangely, the couple made expressions of happiness, and when the woman opened her mouth to speak, the reality of my situation hit me like a truck hitting a generic shounen would-be hero.

"Oww! Our baby girl is so cute, Charles! She will grow up to be such a beautiful girl!"

Baby Girl...

Baby.

Baby?

Yes, baby!

My brain stopped processing everything in that instant, and I was completely stuck for a while; or rather, for a few hours. Until my mind started working again.

I forced myself to calm down, and go over everything that had happened from beginning to end. Analyzing everything, I came to the absurd conclusion that I not only died, but also reincarnated with my past memories. As if that wasn't enough, a strange golden-colored screen appeared at the corner of my eyes.

[Original Character Creation System Active! Please read the manual before proceeding!]

Yeah, apparently I have a system too.