I woke up and stretched out my legs and arms.
Dressing myself and tying my Kimono in the back.
The maids taught me when I was younger in case none of them could make it up those stairs in time for school. It makes as much sense back then as it does now. Personally I think they didn't want to tie it. I'm not complaining, I like doing things for myself. I can also make it as slack or as tight as I want so I don't pop like a pimple.
I slipped on my sandals and hopped down the stairs. I always enjoyed jumping down stairs. It was a hell of a lot easier than climbing up them.
I took the key off my dresser and chained it on my neck.
I wonder what it's to.
I told myself last night I'd go through my fathers room and study so I think that should be number one on my list of things to do today. Next, I go and visit The Raiden Shogun.
I need to assure my clan won't be shot out of the sky by the Kujou Clan.
How ironic it would be. If I am remembering correctly me and her met once or twice when I was younger. I met a lot of people when I was younger.
Ayaka Kamisato was one of them. We were very close but that was so long ago, she probably doesn't remember me. All I could hold on to is the past. But now since the Fatui seem rather interested in me becoming the Heir of the L/n clan I suppose I should leave this island as soon as possible.
Maybe I could go to the Kamisato's. I don't think that's likely though.
I finally made it to my fathers room. It was unlocked.
Huh..
When I was little it was always locked.
The door creaked open as I stepped into the room.
The floors were squeaky.
His office looked nothing but immaculate. There were many things and books upon his shelves that surrounded his room. The bed had a dark blue and gold pattern. I've never seen one like it before. I inspected it with interest.
Liyue embroidery. He's been to Liyue? He's never told me that in any of his letters.
I tore my attention away from the blanket and looked up at the walls.
Multi colored starfish hung from a chandelier above his bed. They danced and shimmered when I turned the lights on.
Bottles, books and papers were scattered around on the shelves. Some bottles contained spices others held pretty rocks and plants.
I looked over to his study. The door was also open.
I took a step inside and was blown away at the sight.
Glass tanks lined the room, a round table sat in the middle as a sort of work area.
I looked around at the tanks.
Slimes, hillichurls and crystal flys were sitting in tanks.
It's like a field day.
I pressed my face up to the glass like an excited little kid.
I've never seen anything like these before. I read plenty of books about them but I never expected to see one until I was old enough to leave the islands.
We didn't have many slimes or Hillichurls in Inazuma but when we did they were killed almost immediately.
I would love to study these.
I looked towards the workspace. It seems that's what my Dad was doing. I picked up his notes and read them.
It basically was all the experiments he's been conducting. I decided to snoop through the older ones.
I wonder what he's done with these 'specimens' as he calls them.
I blink through a few pages but stop when something caught my eye.
Child #0001
With such an intriguing title I had to read it.
Child 0001 or Charlie as her mother named her. She is petite and blonde haired and crimson eyed. I had a pleasure working with the young specimen although when the specimen grew older it seemed to branch off and grow distant. I decided to discard the Specimen after it died of natural causes. She is the first stepping stone to figuring out how to make the perfect specimen. My research shows the ways a visions effect on the human body, taking away a vision has harsh side effects such as but rarely happens, Aging. The most common is memory loss. I experienced this change in Charlie. Her growth sky rocketed. She looked around twenty at age five. I suspect the vision keeps us young and alive for as long as possible, That is why I'm 46 and still look 30 haha.
The vision however does not affect mental age. Sadly Charlie died at age twenty from natural causes. Truly a magnificent time of research and study. If seems I have no choice but to look for another test subject.
A picture showing Charlie was clipped onto the page.
I paused after I read the text.
Specimen? Mother? I don't look a thing like this girl in the picture. Maybe he had another wife before he met my mom. I'm assuming that's the case because I've seen pictures of my mom.
I sighed and shut the book. Processing what I just read.
Maybe he was charting human growth. Or how you mature when you age, but that last part "discard the specimen" maybe he divorced the mom or kicked them out when he met my mom. That had to be it. My dad would never cheat. He thinks infidelity is wrong and unholy.
But the whole Vision thing...
Maybe it was someone else. Maybe he found these old notes and decided to make use of them. My house was pretty old after all. And i myself go around checking for secret compartments in walls or behind picture frames.
I decided that he just found them and kept them. The notebook looked prehistoric anyway.
It was hard for me to get my mind off the discovery but playing with the small slimes helped get my mind off it.
They were sticky yet firm and solid. But I could push my hand right through their body.
But the electro slimes caught my eye. There were two!
They both looked so cute!
If I could get a decorative kimono with slimes on them I would!
I read my fathers notes about them.
The mutant type was electrocuting the normal type. One has negative energy while the other had positive.
The same thing I read in books but this time I could actually watch it happen.
A knock was at the doorway.
I looked over to see Itsuki with a sullen look.
"Young master... is it true about what happened to your Father?"
She didn't call him Old master.
I sucked in a breath and nodded referring her sad look.
"I suggest you read his will. It should be inside of his desk."
I nodded.
"Thank you Itsuki."
She nodded and took her leave.
I placed the slimes back inside their case.
I comfortably sat in my Fathers desk chair.
The color matched his bed sheets.
I sifted through the things on top of his desk first, just a bunch of unimportant papers.
Then I checked his desk drawers.
All of which were unlocked.
I found it! At the bottom of all the scotch and wine bottles.
My Father is not a collector of wine or alcohol so I'm assuming this was for his personal use.
I read over the document.
He leaves everything to me. No mention of my Mom or any other family members.
My grandma and grandpa are dead according to my dad. They both died in the archon war.
I bit my tongue. I set the will and the alcohol back inside of the drawer and closed it.
My small pit of dread began to spiral into a tornado of dread.
I'm way to young to do anything like run a business. Let alone be in charge of the biggest in Inazuma.
But I can't let any of this die out. My father worked to long and to hard for me to run this company in the gutter.
I picked my sad sack of flesh off and out of the room of wonders. The room reminded me of what I missed out on in my childhood.
I could've been going to different nations with my parents, collecting treasures and memories.
I should just stop whining about the past I never had and get off this dumb island.
Thanks for reading!
I have a question for you all, What Vision do you guys think Y/n should have? I'm stuck between a few but I would like your guys opinions. I'm asking cuz it will be relevant soon.