Chapter 295: Confessions [Pt 3]
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Chapter 295 Confessions [Pt 3]
"Be strong. Stay strong."
That was Trisha's family motto, and for all her life, she abided by those principles.
Her father was a well-respected Martial Artist in the community, and he even used to have a dojo before retiring.
Despite her being the only child of the family, her parents treated her with love and didn't try to turn her into a boy.
However, she could see it in her father's eyes—the desire he had for an heir.
Someone to carry on their family's legacy.
"Father, I want to learn Martial Arts!"
In the end, she was the one who thrust herself in the world she became immersed in for most of her life.
Everything she did after that revolved around training, learning, trying her hardest to be strong.
It was difficult, but she comforted herself with the happiness of her father.
... With the success of her family.
Even now, Trisha had no real regrets. She still desired to be strong and every day, she strives to reach even more of the unattainable height that was the Martial Peak.
She couldn't blame her father for this path. This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com
Everything she was, and all she had become... Trisha chose it of her own accord.
Which was why she began to crumble when she looked around her and found out a truth she couldn't see before.
In this world, where her father and the entire community she grew up with, weren't present... what was the purpose of everything?
Sure, she was strong... but did that really matter here?
Her Martial Arts were rendered obsolete by Skills and Magic, and she wasn't even the best at that.
She was outshined by the pretty girls and handsome guys of the class.
It grew into heavy frustration for her.
There was only one person whom she could truly look at without hints of envy, yet had some strange kind of respect for.
That was Rey Skylar.
Somehow, she knew he was strong... yet he didn't seem like it.
"In the end, I believe all those superficial things don't matter. I won't deny that I was lucky to have gotten these powers here, and that my appeal played a big role in making me popular back on Earth, but in the end..." Alicia looked at Trisha and smiled.
"... What matters most is what we choose to do with what we have, right?"
Alicia didn't know if she was passing the message across the way she wanted to, but she knew there was something else she had to say.
"Also, I really think you're pretty, Trisha." As soon as Alicia said this, Trisha blushed and stopped back in shock.
"W-what? Stop kidding!"
"I'm serious. You look really pretty. I like your whole tomboy aesthetic, and I'm sure I am not alone in that sentiment."
Trisha shook her head as if she didn't want to believe it, but Belle giggled at the whole thing, causing both girls to look at her.
"I completely agree with Alicia. You're a very fine girl, Trisha. Especially those thighs of yours. Your butt is also pretty plump."
"BELLE! That's a bit too much, don't you think?" Alicia yelled, noticing how flustered Trisha looked as a result of her assessment.
"What? I was just saying the truth." The blonde answered innocently. "Besides, we're all girls here, right? I doubt the Undead guy is listening in on our conversation."
Trisha's face appeared very very conflicted. She fidgeted a little too.
It wasn't like she hadn't heard those words from people before, but she always thought they were making snide comments or didn't mean what they said.
Seeing her fellow ladies give her those compliments really encouraged her and gave her confidence in her body.
"Thank you... the both of you." Trisha's moist eyes glistened as she looked at Belle and Alicia.
This conversation was more liberating than she imagined.
"You girls are the best!"
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[A/N]
Thanks for reading!
How cute. I still plan on an arc, or some sort of deeper interaction with Trisha's character so you can know her better.
No girl gets left behind... until the final decision is made.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Chapter 295 Confessions [Pt 3]
"Be strong. Stay strong."
That was Trisha's family motto, and for all her life, she abided by those principles.
Her father was a well-respected Martial Artist in the community, and he even used to have a dojo before retiring.
Despite her being the only child of the family, her parents treated her with love and didn't try to turn her into a boy.
However, she could see it in her father's eyes—the desire he had for an heir.
Someone to carry on their family's legacy.
"Father, I want to learn Martial Arts!"
In the end, she was the one who thrust herself in the world she became immersed in for most of her life.
Everything she did after that revolved around training, learning, trying her hardest to be strong.
It was difficult, but she comforted herself with the happiness of her father.
... With the success of her family.
Even now, Trisha had no real regrets. She still desired to be strong and every day, she strives to reach even more of the unattainable height that was the Martial Peak.
She couldn't blame her father for this path. This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com
Everything she was, and all she had become... Trisha chose it of her own accord.
Which was why she began to crumble when she looked around her and found out a truth she couldn't see before.
In this world, where her father and the entire community she grew up with, weren't present... what was the purpose of everything?
Sure, she was strong... but did that really matter here?
Her Martial Arts were rendered obsolete by Skills and Magic, and she wasn't even the best at that.
She was outshined by the pretty girls and handsome guys of the class.
It grew into heavy frustration for her.
There was only one person whom she could truly look at without hints of envy, yet had some strange kind of respect for.
That was Rey Skylar.
Somehow, she knew he was strong... yet he didn't seem like it.
"In the end, I believe all those superficial things don't matter. I won't deny that I was lucky to have gotten these powers here, and that my appeal played a big role in making me popular back on Earth, but in the end..." Alicia looked at Trisha and smiled.
"... What matters most is what we choose to do with what we have, right?"
Alicia didn't know if she was passing the message across the way she wanted to, but she knew there was something else she had to say.
"Also, I really think you're pretty, Trisha." As soon as Alicia said this, Trisha blushed and stopped back in shock.
"W-what? Stop kidding!"
"I'm serious. You look really pretty. I like your whole tomboy aesthetic, and I'm sure I am not alone in that sentiment."
Trisha shook her head as if she didn't want to believe it, but Belle giggled at the whole thing, causing both girls to look at her.
"I completely agree with Alicia. You're a very fine girl, Trisha. Especially those thighs of yours. Your butt is also pretty plump."
"BELLE! That's a bit too much, don't you think?" Alicia yelled, noticing how flustered Trisha looked as a result of her assessment.
"What? I was just saying the truth." The blonde answered innocently. "Besides, we're all girls here, right? I doubt the Undead guy is listening in on our conversation."
Trisha's face appeared very very conflicted. She fidgeted a little too.
It wasn't like she hadn't heard those words from people before, but she always thought they were making snide comments or didn't mean what they said.
Seeing her fellow ladies give her those compliments really encouraged her and gave her confidence in her body.
"Thank you... the both of you." Trisha's moist eyes glistened as she looked at Belle and Alicia.
This conversation was more liberating than she imagined.
"You girls are the best!"
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*
[A/N]
Thanks for reading!
How cute. I still plan on an arc, or some sort of deeper interaction with Trisha's character so you can know her better.
No girl gets left behind... until the final decision is made.
Chapter 295 Confessions Pt 3 "Be strong. Stay strong." That was Trisha's family motto, and for all her life, she abided by those principles. Her father was a well-respected Martial Artist in the community, and he even used to have a dojo before retiring. Despite her being the only child of the family, her parents treated her with love and didn't try to turn her into a boy. However, she could see it in her father's eyesthe desire he had for an heir. Someone to carry on their family's legacy. "Father, I want to learn Martial Arts!" In the end, she was the one who thrust herself in the world she became immersed in for most of her life. Everything she did after that revolved around training, learning, trying her hardest to be strong. It was difficult, but she comforted herself with the happiness of her father. ... With the success of her family. Even now, Trisha had no real regrets. She still desired to be strong and every day, she strives to reach even more of the unattainable height that was the Martial Peak. She couldn't blame her father for this path. This chapter is updated by novelbiin.comEverything she was, and all she had become... Trisha chose it of her own accord. Which was why she began to crumble when she looked around her and found out a truth she couldn't see before. In this world, where her father and the entire community she grew up with, weren't present... what was the purpose of everything? Sure, she was strong... but did that really matter here? Her Martial Arts were rendered obsolete by Skills and Magic, and she wasn't even the best at that. She was outshined by the pretty girls and handsome guys of the class. It grew into heavy frustration for her. There was only one person whom she could truly look at without hints of envy, yet had some strange kind of respect for. That was Rey Skylar. Somehow, she knew he was strong... yet he didn't seem like it. "In the end, I believe all those superficial things don't matter. I won't deny that I was lucky to have gotten these powers here, and that my appeal played a big role in making me popular back on Earth, but in the end..." Alicia looked at Trisha and smiled. "... What matters most is what we choose to do with what we have, right?" Alicia didn't know if she was passing the message across the way she wanted to, but she knew there was something else she had to say. "Also, I really think you're pretty, Trisha." As soon as Alicia said this, Trisha blushed and stopped back in shock. "W-what? Stop kidding!" "I'm serious. You look really pretty. I like your whole tomboy aesthetic, and I'm sure I am not alone in that sentiment." Trisha shook her head as if she didn't want to believe it, but Belle giggled at the whole thing, causing both girls to look at her. "I completely agree with Alicia. You're a very fine girl, Trisha. Especially those thighs of yours. Your butt is also pretty plump." "BELLE! That's a bit too much, don't you think?" Alicia yelled, noticing how flustered Trisha looked as a result of her assessment. "What? I was just saying the truth." The blonde answered innocently. "Besides, we're all girls here, right? I doubt the Undead guy is listening in on our conversation." Trisha's face appeared very very conflicted. She fidgeted a little too. It wasn't like she hadn't heard those words from people before, but she always thought they were making snide comments or didn't mean what they said. Seeing her fellow ladies give her those compliments really encouraged her and gave her confidence in her body. "Thank you... the both of you." Trisha's moist eyes glistened as she looked at Belle and Alicia. This conversation was more liberating than she imagined. "You girls are the best!" * * * A/N Thanks for reading! How cute. I still plan on an arc, or some sort of deeper interaction with Trisha's character so you can know her better. No girl gets left behind... until the final decision is made.
