CHAPTER 3: NO OOC

Scarlet's eyes dimmed, fear palpable in her black orbs. "I don't want to..." Her words trailed off. 

She didn't really want to be pregnant. She wasn't up to the task... especially when the father was so irresponsible. 

Scarlet knew she would have to surrender a lot for the mission, but she wasn't ready. She wasn't ready to waste a life... again. 

Fateball appeared beside Scarlet. It stared at her gloomy eyes and suddenly felt bad for her.

It wasn't silly. It had gone through Scarlet's life before it attached itself to her and knew how deep Scarlet's trauma was. 

It also knew about that particular moment when Scarlet lost her child___

"You are not pregnant." It said in a solemn voice. "This is the beginning of the timeline, and tonight is your birthday." 

Scarlet's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Yes," Fateball revealed, a slight smile forming. 

"You just turned 18 today." 

Scarlet's gloomy face finally morphed into a pleased smile, and she rubbed her stomach carefully. "Thank goodness. I have to make sure I did not celebrate the birthday like the original host did. That way, that slag won't ask me out today, and there won't be sex either." 

Fateball's lips curled up, "You have to celebrate this birthday." Her tone was filled with mystery. 

Scarlet's smile froze. "Why?" She asked through gritted teeth. 

Fateball appeared beside her. Its small arms held it round waist. "You can't act out of control [OOC], that will cause a penalty, and when that happens, you will be forcefully thrown out of this world." It explained. 

"Not only do you have to celebrate the birthday the same way the original host did, but you have to accept the slag's proposal. After that, you need to have sex with him. Everything must happen like it did. All you have to do is make the slags pay for hurting the original host and then seduce Cyn." 

Scarlet's expression turned uglier. She bit her tongue to stop herself from cursing, but she couldn't stop her eyes from rolling angrily. "Indeed. Nothing good ever comes out of quick transmigration." 

She returned to stand before the mirror, fingers clenched around the glasses on her face. "I need to have sex with that trash... I'd rather die then." She clicked her tongue and removed the glasses. 

She dropped the glass on the faucet and then raised her head to the mirror. Staring back at her was still a small face, obscured by messy strands of hair. "You said the host is beautiful." She mumbled as she washed her hands while still staring at her reflection. "Let's see how she looks." 

Scarlet splashed water on her face and brushed up the messy fangs, exposing the full face of the original host. The face in the mirror could be described as anything but average___ Large cat eyes, long, thick eyelashes, long nose, and small face...

"The original host is indeed... beautiful," Scarlet mumbled dazedly, her fingers trailing the flawless face. 

Fateball scoffed. "You've mentioned 'indeed' twice already. Annoying face-con!" 

Oblivious to Fateball's anger, Scarlet continued admiring the face. Her lips parting and closing, as she checked every angle of the face, trying to see if there was any flaw that could affect her... seduction.

The sound of footsteps snapped Scarlet back to her senses, and she quickly dropped her messy bangs. As much as she didn't want to spend any more minutes looking ugly, she also knew she shouldn't be in too much haste, either.  

She quickly put on her glasses, washed her hands again, and left the bathroom. She met a female student standing before the bathroom door, with a book in hand. 

"Hi!" Scarlet nonchalantly greeted and made to leave. 

The student smiled at her. "Hello, Scarlet. Can I invite my friend from 𝘉𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘓𝘐𝘈𝘕𝘛 𝘏𝘐𝘎𝘏 to your birthday today?" The girl asked meekly. 

Scarlet raised a brow and waved her hand dismissively. "Bring as many people as you want." She said and walked away. 

Fateball appeared beside Scarlet and hit her shoulder lightly. "She's inviting someone. Don't you think it might be someone you don't want to see?" 

Scarlet's lips twitched. "Do I have anyone I want to see in this world?" 

Fateball's momentum flopped, and it silently turned to mist, leaving behind a pitiful "Right."

Cyn...

Scarlet called silently. 

There was indeed someone she wanted to see in this world. That person named Cyn. 

Scarlet wondered. Who could the person be? Carlos of this world? If it were, then she would do everything to make him happy___ to repay his unrequited love. 

She returned to her class, and just as before, Klaus and Lyn were still discussing fervently. Lyn was asking Klaus about class questions while Klaus, acting like a genius, was solving everything for her. 

Scarlet rolled her eyes at them. From what she learned from Fateball, the original host was only average, but Scarlet wasn't... Amidst the darkness of her life, one of the things that kept her going was studying. 

She was a study guru. 

The day went by without much activity___ more like Scarlet wasn't interested in doing anything. 

No matter how much Fateball advised her to talk to Klaus, she just wasn't ready to. 

She stepped out of the class, and instead of going home, she decided to visit a saloon instead. 

"Let's prepare for my birthday, party." She smirked and hopped off, missing Klaus, who was about to hold her arm. 

Scarlet stepped out of the cab with furrowed brows. She brought out her phone, which had been ringing endlessly since she entered the cab, and seeing the caller, her eyes dimmed. 

"Her mum..." She mumbled, heart clenched. 'Fateball, tell me, does the original host have a happy family?"

"Yes," Fateball replied. 

Scarlet's eyes darkened, and she sneered. "Yeah, right. They are so good that they watched their daughter suffer injustice without lending a helping hand.".

"That's not the case... They are the ones celebrating her birthday today." Fateball sounded agitated. Like she was trying to prove something. 

Scarlet shook her head. "Whatever. I don't care about... ah!" She stepped on a stone and slipped. Her eyes widened, and her chest tightened. She opened her mouth and screamed, unable to think of anything else___

However, what she felt next was a pair of strong arms gripping hold of her tiny waist and holding her in place against a solid chest. Her eyes settled on her savior's face, and Scarlet, a hopeless face-con, found herself drooling at the looks.

"It's Cyn!" Fateball squeaked excitedly. 

'Huh? Cyn?"