My Bothersome Life - Chapter 390

“You’ll be turning more into a fairy. They can only eat desserts,” Lucius warned me.

“It’s easy for people with a large amount of mana to resemble fairies that they almost become one,” he revealed.

“And that’s how they die from the other part of their body, not being able to handle the lack of nutrition,” he showed why it was a serious issue.

That was it! My grudge against God increased by tenfold. He only gave out the unlimited mana card since he expected it not to be used in the future. The second chance card was too precious to be used and the dimensional library was almost useless here.

“But it’s not only the unlimited mana that I possess,” I decided to reveal the dimensional library.

I needed to know how not to die. If things were really as serious as it seemed, it would be better to get as much information as possible. Although I wouldn’t reveal I was reincarnated from another world since most of the s-class monsters had that trait.

“I also had this ever since I entered school in the first district,” I made the system show the library to them.

“It has all the information about this world and helps me absorb the material,” I couldn’t face Luke this was how I cheated sometimes.

“I know, how else would you have been able to get those grades? I’ve seen you use it before and it’s not like nobody has had it before you,” Luke sighed.

“It just adds to the burden of having more mana,” he revealed.

I was stunned. Luke was much more perceptive than I thought he would be. Did God just give these random cards out to others as well?

“Librarians have the same skill as well. Everything inside that dimensional library, we have in our mansions from them. Isn’t that why you only use it to absorb the information?” He pointed out.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you knew?” I wondered.

“It wasn’t doing much harm in general,” Luke shrugged.

“You can’t use it often anyways since there’s limitations,” he knew some information about the system.

“That’s why you need to be more careful than others,” Lucius continued.

My mind spun as I didn’t want to turn more into a fairy. I already resembled their cruel beauty and had almost the same diet as them. With tears welling in my eyes, I found myself in front of an unfamiliar boy. Inside his bedroom were many different things like gaming machines to intense sports. His shelves were filled with artworks made from his own hands while certificates from participating in competitions were hung on the walls.

“How can there be no single thing that you’re good at?” An old woman slapped him.

“Our investment in you has been almost useless so far, are you even trying?” She screamed at him.

“I am,” he looked down, staring at the floor.

“At this rate, you’re going to go to a lower ranking school,” she threw a bunch of papers on the ground.

“I’ll try harder mother,” his hands trembled.

“Don’t just try harder, show some results,” she slammed his bedroom door.

The boy picked up the papers his mother threw on the ground. He knew everything was his fault since he couldn’t meet their expectations. The sheer amount of money his parents spent on him allowed him to try anything to find at least something he was better at than others. From playing instruments to researching on new innovative machines, he had failed them all. At this rate, he wouldn’t be able to live with his parents once he graduated from school as he would be kicked into the second district.

Although he possessed an average amount of mana, he was never good at chanting spells. Chanting spells required a lot of knowledge about the fundamentals of what you wanted to create. Having no talent in anything, he relied on pure effort to stay in his current school. People called him a juggler, someone who did everything but couldn’t do one thing properly. Knowing that his parents would disown him if he got lower than average results, he stayed up many nights.

“I can do this,” he walked to his desk.

“You can do this,” I whispered behind him, pitying what he had to go through.

Looking at his uniform, he attended the lowest ranking school in the first district. This was pretty impressive on its own as Elise attended a school in the second district while Eliza went to one in the third district. Many people who lived in the first district attended schools in other districts. Watching him study for most of the night while going to the library with a room possessing the time-space settings in the mornings, he didn’t rest. Other times, he attended all the classes his parents had arranged him to attend.

“Would you like to hang out with us today?” His classmate asked him.

“I can’t,” the boy remembered the slight pain in his cheek.

“Well then we’ll be going to the game centre on our own,” the rest of his classmates left the school.

“Why did you even ask him when you knew he was going to decline?” Someone whispered to the person who asked.

“I felt bad for him,” his classmate pitied him.

“Plus my teacher in my extra mana classes told me to include him. She told me his situation,” he explained.