It was in the early evening, my father was surprisingly home early.
Today is the day.
Finally, I'll see what this barbaric city looks like. I hope I will be entertained, it's beeing really boring until now. I understand why people reincarnate in their teens.
"Come on Wei'er, prepare yourself. We're heading out soon."
"I'm already ready, dad."
" What did I told you about manners?"
" That I should use them at the table."
" You little runt, go wear something presentable."
" I don't want to!"
" Listen here, it's not because you think you're smart that you can do as you please. I know the City Lord's children and they are smarter than you."
" You probably know them more than me."
" Little insolent, I'll show you after the party. Now go change! "
My arguments with my father are a daily thing that started a month ago. He doesn't like the fact that I'm more the book type and do little exercise. I'm 3, you moron. Does he want me to lift boulders or something?
The current argue is about my clothes. He wants me to wear the shower robe. Are we going to a sauna? If that's the case I should stay home. Don't want to imagine what kind of barbarian things they do there.
I just wear a shirt, pants and shoes.
I'll never wear a robe and definitely not sandals.
For a barbaric society I must admit that the tissu is very good.
Now, let's use my ultimate weapon to avoid looking like an old pervert : my lovely mother.
" Leave him be, husband. Children tend to be stubborn. It will get better later."
" Fine."
The trip was disappointing due to the empty streets. We took the carriage, a barbaric way of traveling, to the venue. My butt isn't happy.
When we arrived, we were announced as the family of the commander's fighter of the City Lord's force. That's interesting.
They left me at a courtyard where the kids were staying. Of course my dad had to make a remark.
" Don't disgrace me tonight, stay alone and try not to stir trouble."
Of course I am not going to listen to him. Tonight I need to gather informations and try to make some connections.
...
It's not going well so far. Those arrogant kids keep ignoring and avoiding me. Is it my face? Yeah must be it. How can I say it?
I'm ugly. Not too ugly but It just stand out being surrounded by those refined and handsome people.
So i should just postpone the information gathering, I'll just enjoy the food.
Oh, there's a victim sitting alone. He seems to be brooding. He has purple hair. Jackpot, Snow-Wind family.
I approach his table, sat down and said :
" I hope I'm not intruding."
He just glanced at me for a brief moment and retracted his gaze. A tough nut it seems. So a bowl cut hair and lavender eyes, at least he keep his hair short enough. God I hate having long hair or beard.
" Nice to meet you, brooding boy. "
" I'm not brooding!"
" So how should I call you?"
"..."
" How about John, John Doe."
" That's a weird name. What does it mean?"
" It comes from a book, it says that they refer to unknown people who lost their memories John Doe for men and Jane Doe for women. "
" A book? Can you tell me about it? "
Baited. His voice seems so girlish. Wait, does my voice sound girlish too? Puberty, I miss you!
" It's the story of a man who lost his memory but on the other hand knows the answer fir everything else. Having an absolute knowledge. "
" Wow, what great things did he accomplish?"
" He used his all knowing abilities to solve crimes."
" There must be really heaven changing crimes! "
" Not really, how about I recount you a few ones? "
And so I passed the next hour coming up with a few stories adapted for a young audiance. His reaction and cute laugh showed his interest in those stories. This Ye Hong I presume will be a real lady-killer later.
" And how did it end? "
" Sadly the story is unfinished, all that was mentionef that the Phoenix Organization was protecting him from another organization."
" What would they?"
" It seems he had a near death experience that led to his body transcending to a spiritual plane where the questions were answered. This made him for them a messiah worth protecting. "
" What's a messiah? "
" An envoy from God. "
" Like our ancestor the Snow Wind God? "
" Something like that. "
" I really liked the story, especially the part where he was searching for a lost cat. That was really funny. "
" Since you liked it, how about becoming friends, I'll tell you more. "
".... "
" Are you, you know who. "
" What? "
" Nothing. I guess I'll just keep calling you John then. "
" But I'm a girl! "
" Is that so? "
Oh he seems upset. She seems upset. Can she blame when she have relatively short hair and all the people wore robes?
" Since that's the case I will call you Juliet. "
" Not Jane? I guess that's fine, is there a story behind it? "
" Of course and I'll recount it to you one day. As for me you can call me 'Romeo, oh Romeo, why are you Romeo? '."
"…..."
" Just call me Romeo. "
" Can you..."
" Yun'er, where are you? "
" That's my father. Let us meet again Romeo, oh Romeo, why are you Romeo? "
" Haha, yes farewell Juliet. "
And we got home and I took time to ponder. Am I like John Doe? It seems unfortunetly not. Since I plan on taking pills, am I Neo? No, I don't know Kung-fu.
Who am I?
What am I?
What am I supposed to do?
Now that I have confirmed that I have the same age as the protagonist, how should I act?
Do I lay low to preserve my advantage of knowing the future?
Should I try to change things?
Should I make a list of my harem's potential members?
I'll leave this to the future me.