"Young Miss. Young Miss, it's time for you to wake up." A soft, singsong voice floated to Saya's ears as she opened her eyes to a cozy, canopy bed as sunlight began to filter through the bed's curtains as another set of curtains was sent rustling outside of the secure covering, almost as if she was a treasure being kept hidden away from the world. If only it could be kept that way. She'd already gone the perpetually sick route, ended with being kidnapped and dying silently in bed.

Not fun.

Brushing the canopy curtains aside and stepping out, Saya stretched and gave out a soft yawn. Almost naturally, a voice that was silky and low flowed out from between plush pink lips. "Good morning, Kikyo-san. What's for breakfast today?"

Ms. Kikyo, the elderly house servant who had practically raised the 20th incarnation of Furuta Saya, was standing at the window with a kind smile. With her gray hair in a tight topknot upon her head and a brown, well-worn apron covering her front, she gave a reply.

"A western breakfast, Young Miss. Would you prefer coffee or tea?"

"Tea, please. Lemon tea."

"Of course, Young Miss."

As Ms. Kikyo exited from Saya's bedroom, the black-haired girl grabbed her phone off its charger and brought it into the connected bathroom to get a proper look at herself and freshen up for one of the most important events of the 'game'. The first day at Lobel Academy. Assessing herself in the mirror more properly, Saya couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"I might've made myself a bit too pretty."

Being able to properly see herself in the game's own vision was always different in comparison with the appearance set-up screen. While she often looked attractive, average, or even a little ugly upon her own decisions, when put into the actual world she always looked a bit different. Almost like when you drew something digitally and flipped it. Just not as terrible as that sometimes turned out. Her raven black hair now had more of a glossy, purple sheen to it in the bathroom lighting while her gray eyes had a diamond quality shine. The little beauty mark under the left one stood out even more against her well-maintained skin.

"Looking this good is going to trigger more of Ueno's storyline and events. I do not wanna deal with that so early. Her route is always full of bombs for the other characters." Saya grumbled to herself, stripping out of the nightgown she was wearing to take a shower. The hour or two before the school entrance ceremony was the most consistent thing for all of her attempts, influencing most of the starting favorability stats of the capture targets.

Out of all seven of those crazies, who would be the best to start with this time? I can definitely finish Ueno's route pretty quickly with this appearance but maintaining it will be an absolute pain. Maybe I should go with Sonoda since she was so low last time. I'm not going with Kajiwara yet, no matter what. Perhaps Takai or Hirabayashi? Iwasaki can be done slowly over time and so can Nishimoto... 

With seven capture targets to go through, the whole game could pretty much be defined with who she conquered first. With so much to consider Saya could only sigh. In this complicated ass game, the capture targets even had favorite scents and clothing styles to consider when hanging out with them. After as much deliberation one could have while in the shower, Saya eventually decided on citrus-scented body wash with her first capture target in mind and set to work scrubbing herself clean.

Within a few moments, Saya was clean, dressed in Lobel Academy's uniform, and brushing her hair as she finally stepped out of her bedroom. This incarnation of Saya, as the daughter of a wealthy family, lived in a highrise luxury apartment that was close to the school and with multiple amenities such as a top-of-the-line security system with 24/7 rotating security personnel, a gym and pool, library, spa, beauty salon, and even a restaurant. Quite literally, Saya could have a multitude of dates with capture targets all in the comfort and safety of her apartment complex but that would also bring about the issue of capture targets having the security personnel learn their face or even just learn the blindspots of cameras and rotation of guards. Not to mention some capture targets would have their favorability stat lowered in the presence of all the wealth.

This game would never let her have her cake and eat it too.

Sitting down to a breakfast of toast, fried eggs, bacon, and salad as Ms. Kikyo set down her cup of tea was probably the most relaxed she was going to be able to be today. With elegant movements, Saya tore into her breakfast without any hesitation and once finished sipped on her lemon tea with a satisfied smile gracing her refined features.

"Ah, Young Miss. Before you leave with the chauffeur, I need to get a picture of you in your new uniform for Madam." Kikyo mentioned as she began to clean up the dishes at the table. Saya gave a practiced sigh. Right, she had chosen a distant and lenient family to keep a mostly restriction-less allowance and outing time. An only child, too. Couldn't have siblings the capture targets could use against you or could unknowingly push you to your doom by forcing you to associate with rapidly blackening capture targets either.

Swiping a strand of hair out of her face as she stood from the dining room table, Saya resigned herself to her photographic fate. In all honesty, the uniform for Lobel Academy was insanely cute. A blazer uniform with a black skirt, white blazer with the school insignia embroidered into a chest pocket, black ribbon or tie depending on which you desired, and any choice of socks, tights, or stockings to go with the mandatory black mary-janes.

Luckily only 10 pictures with different poses were taken before she was able to escape the apartment with Ms. Kikyo's yell of "tell me all about it!" following her out the door.

While there were plenty of advantages with having a chauffeur drive Saya to school such as always being on time, general privacy (unless the chauffeur was paid off by a richer capture target or the car was bugged), and a place to breathe, there was no chance of encountering capture targets like with public transportation or walking to school. Once again, every choice had a consequence to go along with it. As the car traversed smoothly on the streets of the city Saya couldn't help but close her eyes and just think. The kind of personality she wanted to present to the student body, her behavioral nuances, deciding on a fashion style to stick with, the club she wanted to join when the Club Fair event rolled around...

There was a lot to go over.

Just as she had gone over all the details in her mind, the car rolled to a stop as the chauffeur stepped out of the car and opened the backseat door for her, stepping aside.

"We've arrived, Young Miss."

Oh, Lobel Academy. How I haven't missed you at all. How many of my deaths occurred on your grounds? 10?

Lobel Academy was a sight for sore eyes in a way. A long path upwards that was dotted with beautiful cherry blossom trees in full bloom with the season and a black gate accented by gold. Centuries of history with thousands of girls who had gone in and out of the gorgeous, European-styled school. Multiple girls, some of them freshman just like Saya were walking to or being dropped off at the gates and beginning the trek up and the black-haired girl couldn't help but let out a snicker at the sign hanging off of the gate.

Welcome And Welcome Back! We've Been Expecting You!

Welcome back indeed.

[ Hello again! I'm back at it with another chapter! The real plot will be beginning next chapter so look forward to it! Remember to comment, favorite, and answer the poll! <3 ]