I am now standing in the small kitchen where that woman was telling me to quickly clean the kitchen and go to school.
Cleaning?
Just who was she?
While coming down, I noticed the house looked a lot different than the one I lived in. It certainly wasn't my home, except for the room.
"What happened to you? Why are you standing like a rock? Move your ass?"
She said as she got herself ready to leave.
I still don't know what I am supposed to do.
Looking at the kitchen, it was a mess, and I certainly won't clean it.
BANG!
The sound of a door slamming—I could hear it from the kitchen. She has a lot of anger issues.
Shaking my head, I sat at the dining table.
Then suddenly, I heard a machine sound and raised my head to see a robotic machine moving towards me.
It was like the ones in movies with a ball-type head hovering over a square box.
"Good morning, Jon Kingsley."
It said in a robotic voice.
Jon Kingsley?
Me?
I must have thought aloud; the machine answered me, "Yes, you are Jon Kingsley, youngest son of House Kingsley."
House Kingsley struck me.
This thing must know about me and what's happening here.
"Tell me where I am, and tell me about Kingsley House."
The machine started, "You are living in the house with unit no. 108, military cadet house, in the city of Sarzes, in the state of Caleefa, in the country of Aeorandal. The House of Kingsley is a ducal family in the country, serving the nation since the late 17th century. They are a very influential house in the whole nation, and as its youngest son, you have the privilege of living in your house on the military campus."
"Your
WHAT THE FUCK!
*SIGH*
After a huge fucking sigh, I compose myself, processing the iron-headed words.
So, I came to another world. It must be. If not, what is with the names and a ducal family?
Shit hit the fan real fast.
*SIGH*
Another fucking huge sigh.
Involuntarily, I get up and pace around the room; panic starts to grip me.
"Young master's heart rate is increasing. Master Jon needs to sit down and take slow breaths."
SHUT IT, IRONHEAD!
"Wait, what is that woman's name? Who is she?"
"She is your nanny, Leanna. the one who took care of you since you were a child."
A nanny? Then why was she cursing at me?
Fuck that.
I don't know what to do now.
Military campus? I must be in the army right now, but I fucking hate the army.
What to do now? What to do?
I didn't even think about all the absurdities or abnormal things happening to me; the only thought that struck me was the military.
I sat on the chair, my leg tapping the floor repeatedly, and the machine kept on suggesting not to.
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
Just what the fuck happened to me? Isn't there supposed to be a forest when someone dies and opens their eyes to see a lady in distress? I was supposed to save her, and I can fuck her later for saving her.
Shouldn't there be some goddess that should give me cheat codes or a system?
Where are they?
Give me those?
I screamed at the empty air and the metal bot.
As I was pondering, I heard the door open, and the lady came back.
Leanna came and stood before me, with her hands folded below her big boobs, which only emphasized them.
It was hard not to stare at her, but I did when she called me a bastard again.
This woman, why does she keep calling me a bastard?
"What are you doing, sitting leisurely?"
She looked at the kitchen and then at me. Then she moved, and I heard a slap sound.
I was staring at the wall.
Yes, she hit. Ouch. Right on my left cheek.
AGAIN, FUCK!!
It stung really hard, and I caught myself staring at her again with anger.
"How dumb can you be? You can't even do simple housework."
I got up and said, "Why the hell did you slap me?"
I was about to move towards her, but that's when I heard a sharp pain in my hand, which stopped my movements.
She raised an eyebrow at me. "Did you forget your spanking last night?"
My body froze, like something paralyzed my whole body.
I strained myself to turn my head and notice the band on my wrist. It was glowing with blue electric light.
It must have been the reason for my paralysis.
She looked at me with a smug face and said, "You need another spanking session today, but we don't have time for it."
She pressed something in her hand, and I fell to the floor.
It must have been the control, and why does she have something like that on me?
I just lay on the ground staring at the ceiling, and stopped thinking for a minute.
I don't want to think about anything.
What sort of crazy family was I reborn into to get this treatment?
Why does this body have the same face as me?
Are this boy's parents aware of what's happening in this house?
Actually, where are they living?
What is this world in the first place?
A lot more questions kept running through my mind, even though I told myself to stop thinking for a minute.
FUCK!
I even forgot how many times I used this word.