My Bothersome Life 56 Thinking About Past Memories

By the time we entered the dorm room, I gently said to Luke with the little energy that I had, "We can talk about this tomorrow, for now I'm going to sleep."

Before Luke had the chance to respond, I flopped onto my bed and went to sleep and hoped that we would have gained some points from teaching in the third district.

* * *

I woke up with someone shaking my body as if he was urging me to wake up. This familiarity... right it's probably Luke trying to help me get ready for school as part of our daily routine.

I opened my eyes to see my uniform on my bed. My uniform was all ironed and by the time I sat up, someone was already brushing my unruly hair.

"Luke?" I said while groaning as I was unwilling to wake up.

"We have to go to the cla.s.sroom early today because of the announcement our homeroom teacher will be making about how many points we'll get based on our results in the third district." Luke replied as he already knew what I was going to ask.

"Well, I will be making the announcements now about the points you'll be getting. Most of you guys will be pretty satisfied with the results, but there may be some exceptions," Daniel said while glancing at Luke and I at the last bit.

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When Daniel (our homeroom teacher) projected our results, I was thankful I did not spend my points too much when I was rich with points. I did kind of expect this, but it was a bit too much to handle as the dean said that Luke and I would not be getting any punishments from what happened in the third district.

When I looked at the projection I saw:

Ellen and Allan: 50,000 points

Sh.e.l.ly and Alex: 60,000 points

Rika and Luke: 0 points.

I knew that next time someone asked me to help find their family heirloom, I would decline under all circ.u.mstances.

I hung my head down while Sh.e.l.ly and Ellen tried to console me, "Rika you know it wasn't your fault..."

"We heard what happened from the rumours that came from the dean's office," Ellen added.

Maybe even Alex felt bad for me as he said, "It's a pretty rare event that something like this happens."

Well I knew now that with the mere 100,000 points Luke and I have left, we would spend it very wisely.

And this was how it came to be that I was studying in the library with Luke non-stop for over twelve hours. Since this month was not over yet, I could not use the dimensional library.

Whatever suspicions Luke had about how I was able to gain a lot of points last time, he didn't ask. All he did was to drag me into the library as soon as cla.s.s was over to make up for the points that we did not get from the practical a.s.signment.

I didn't dare to complain to Luke as it was mostly my fault with going along with the prank which got us in this mess in the first place.

Whatever that girl's true ident.i.ty was from the fake one in the third district was deemed to be scary.

She reminded me of a term called a 'Yandere' in my past life not that I exactly remembered what that term meant.

As the years went on in this reincarnation, I felt I was losing more and more of my memories in my past life.

Like those memories were getting more and more hazy.

At first, my memories from my past life came instantly back to me when I willed it, however as the years were going by, there were only flashes of memories that came back to me whenever I encountered something familiar from my past life.

Like that vending machine, I almost forgot that vending machines even existed until I came to the third district. However, I always remembered something like my light novels and junk food because I was always with them.

Maybe I was always nervous about fancy food and stuff in my past life that I had always innately disliked it in my current life.

Maybe it was because I was getting tired from cramming all this useless information lately. That must be it I thought.

I flipped another page in the book noticing that Luke thought I was blanking out as he stopped reading his own notes.