Fucking Life (1)
I was dragged into this fucking world a long time ago.
I was born as an orphan with no parents.
Moreover, one of the 'abandoned children' in Dawnfall, the lowest floor of this seemingly endless tower called the city of garbage where nothing is left.
Anyway, I don't know when, but I still have memories of my previous life in my head.
That is, the last memory is that I was a normal man living in the world of Earth, reading a hunter genre web novel, and then fell asleep.
But anyway, that's that, and now it's now.
To survive in this garbage city, I didn't care about robbery or theft; I did all of it.
It was the only thing I could do as a girl abandoned in this world, and since my parents who abandoned me were a hunter called a superhuman, I was stronger than most adult men.
It's really thanks to those damn parents.
Although my body is that of a cursed girl, thanks to this body, I was able to survive.
That's how I lived.
I got caught stealing bread from a bakery when I was hungry and got badly injured, and one night I almost got dirty when a group of men broke into my old shack while I was sleeping.
Of course, I managed to knock them all out and escape, but as long as I live in this garbage dump, there's no place where I can relax and rest comfortably.
My life was garbage.
Yeah, a garbage who lived in the garbage dump.
Even one day, I stole milk and ran away, and unfortunately ran into a [Gate].
A Gate is an abnormal phenomenon that occurs in the tower, and if hunters stop climbing the tower, it's like a monster attack spawning on the lower floors.
That kind of attack happened right in front of me.
From that Gate, disgusting orc kids appeared, and when they saw me, they rushed at me like crazy dogs, and I struggled to survive.
……I lost my right arm there too.
I managed to escape from the orcs somehow, but when I was caught by an orc, I sacrificed my right arm and walked half-crazed and blankly.
And not long after, I collapsed.
No matter how much hunter's blood flows, I was a child, and the bleeding from my severed right arm could never be ignored.
So I thought I was going to die.
No, maybe the garbage who lived in the garbage dump died once then.
On a rainy day, as I was dying, I was transported by some unknown person passing by to the Holy Order, a huge guild.
And there, I was given the name 'Ruina'.
On the day I was given a name without any, it was the start of my second life and the beginning of another hell.
1.
It would be nice if it was a strange ceiling.
But what came into my vision was just the worn-out ceiling of a familiar wooden building.
“……Fuck.”
When I woke up in the morning, that word came out naturally.
It feels like the film has cut.
Thinking about it, last night I had purified the Gate until dawn and barely returned to the Order and fell asleep. Luckily, I washed up and slept, so the disgusting sewer smell is gone and a faint soap scent is on my body.
Really lucky.
“Ugh.”
Maybe I overdid it yesterday, my shoulder is a bit stiff, and a headache comes like I drank a bottle of soju.
Since I was in a mana-dense place to close the Gate, it's no wonder I overdid it.
I have hunter's blood flowing through me, but unfortunately, I'm not familiar with mana.
Still, I can use divine power at a normal level, so I'm living as a nun.
That's proof that I have some faith in the gods.
So, it's been 10 years since I started living in the Holy Order.
“……Have the other guys woken up yet?”
Looking around, all the other beds are empty.
Probably everyone is up and preparing breakfast. What diligent guys.
Today is the weekend, so I could rest comfortably, but anyway.
Of course, if a C-rank or higher Gate opens somewhere, I have to run out, but that's life, so whatever.
It's still 8 AM, no special schedule, so I can sleep a bit more on this creaky bed.
So, I'll sleep a little more. When I can sleep, I should sleep now, otherwise when will I be able to sleep...
“Sister! Morning!”
Shit.
Those damn kids are unnecessarily diligent and noisy.
As soon as I lay on the bed, these little kids appeared and started shaking me awake.
I want to sleep more, I want to sleep comfortably on this golden weekend, but those guys won't leave me alone.
Anyway, I have to get up.
These kids are orphans or abandoned children living in this Order.
Among them, there are some who lived in the garbage dump like me in the past, and some who were sent to this Order after their parents died in dungeons.
“……Yeah, damn morning.”
“Yeah! Damn morning!”
“Kid, don't follow that kind of swear word.”
“Yeah, I won't swear anymore.”
“……”
No matter how I think, being a nun doesn't suit me.
The oldest here is 10 years old, and because she's still young, she follows the rough words that stuck in my mouth during the time I lived in the garbage dump without any problem.
That's why I get scolded by other nuns, but since I can't fix it no matter how hard I try, whatever.
Foul Mouth
D-Rank
Effect: You are not underestimated by others.
Description: Your speech habit inherited through the skill from living in Dawnfall for a long time. Some weak creatures can be suppressed by words.
So, after the boring morning prayer ends, my day starts by feeding the children living in the church.
'Bread and soup today, simple enough.'
The guild I belong to… no, the Holy Order is one of the major guilds under the Hunter Administration. Like the soldiers I know, they do odd jobs and training, but they also take care of and raise the children who have no parents.
And taking care of the kids is considered 'sucking honey' in the common saying.
This is something only nuns with time like me can do.
Other nuns usually do cleaning or cooking, and the rest of the staff train on weekdays except weekends because of the threat of unknown Gates.
But it's really like a real army…
From shooting practice to physical training and maintenance of various equipment, the Holy Order keeps doing things that could give PTSD to some people.
'Hmm, the taste is really shitty. Too bland.'
In a way, this is only natural.
Humans have been fighting monsters in this tower for decades, and C-rank or higher Awakeners are required to register with guilds and climb upper floors.
So, because there aren't enough numbers, besides the kids raised in the Order like me, ordinary women among civilians usually enter the Holy Order and live as nuns for two years.
And again, nuns are almost like soldiers.
Just a very slight difference.
“Come on, everyone eat your fill… no, wash your hands and come to the kitchen. And after eating, don't forget to brush your teeth. If you don't brush, your teeth will rot later and hurt, you know.”
“Yes! I got it, Sister!”
After about 30 minutes, the kids' breakfast is over.
Then I should rest a bit.
It's more comfortable than training with dirt on my body, but taking care of dozens of kids is no easy task.
So, a little sleep—
“Ugh…!”
……Damn, this fucking body again.
“Sister? Are you okay?”
“……I'm not okay. The breakfast I ate earlier tasted so shitty I thought I was going to puke.”
“Yeah, it was shitty! Me too, I thought I was going to puke! Ugh!”
“So, I'll go to the bathroom for a bit. Don't wander around, play in the room?”
“Yeah! Okay!”
I sent the kids to the living quarters appropriately, then turned my steps toward the bathroom.
'This rotten body doesn't seem to be getting better.'
I shouldn't have sent the kids in, but showing them the blood I just threw up was even worse.
Although I look fine on the outside… no, without an arm, I'm not fine, and my body is even worse than it looks.
I spent my childhood in that garbage dump, so it would be stranger if I was fine.
-Click.
After washing the blood in the bathroom, I take out a pill and swallow it.
Yeah, now I feel a bit better.
Still, blood is flowing from the corner of my mouth.
“……Fucking.”