A week passed since Akira came to Aya's house. They gave her the basement after it's been cleaned. Akira is pretty content here. And she tried testing her new quirk.
To be honest, Akira is very excited to test her quirk out. She may be an adult but she was a regular person until she got transmigrated here. So to satisfy her curiosity,
" Should I cut my hand?" She mused as she say on the floor in the basement.
" But I don't wanna get hurt. That shit hurts. What to dooo...." She imagined ways to bring out her blood only to see her blood is literally infront of her in the form of red mist.
" Aaaahhh!!" She screamed before realising it's her own blood and that she may have activated her quirk.
"Holy blood! This is amazing! How did it get out tho? Through my skin pores or something? This is amazing!"
" I should try to control it. But how?!!! Ok. Let's think about all that times this quirk got activated. First when I came here. The blood almost behaved like it had a mind of its own. But when I calmed down and imagined it behaving normally while requesting it, it acted how I want. The second time it activated is now. When I imagined it out of my body..... So in hypothesis, the blood acts according to my thought. That doesn't make any sense and makes a lot of sense at the same time. ... But let's try something. Maybe making it look like some tree? Nah, too complicated. Cloud? Even a blob looks like a cloud. Hmm... A box! Perfect! I can try!"
Akira imagined the bloody mist coming together and making a blob first for which the blood slowly obeyed. Then she tried shaping it into a box and after spending whole night trying again and again she finally made a not so perfect floating blood box the size of her palm that actually held it's shape.
" Finally! Something that actually resembles a box! Wait a second. How do I get this blood back in? Imagine??"
Akira shifted her full focus to her blood again and imagined it being absorbed back into her body for which she succeeded in 10 minutes.
She let out a yawn and stood up before stumbling and falling back on the ground with a nasty fall.
" Ow! That hurt! Why did I fall?! Was I doing it for too long? What is the time? " She checked the digital portable clock on her bedside ( aka a matress) and realised it's already 6am.
" .....eh? I should sleep I guess...."
She Crawled to her 'princess' matress and passed out almost instantly.
Another hour passed. And her blissful sleep came to a tragic end with the shouts of Aya telling her to wake up already.
Akira begrudgingly woke up to see Aya looking down at her with a sickening sweet smile that sent shivers down her spine.
" Akira chan, you've been sleeping for so long your oba-san is very concerned you know? Kids should not sleep for this long. It's already 7:00AM you know? How about you come and help me in the kitchen sweetheart? Let's make something delicious before your cousins wake up and you all can play together!"
' This old... language Akira language. If that's how you're gonna play, I'll show you how shameless I am. "
And hence, Akira started crying again non stop making Aya splutter left and right trying to make her stop crying but finally left after 10 minutes of continuous loud sobs .
' ugh. I had to strain my vocal chords this early in the morning. I don't even have college rn. Why should I wake up so early. My mother used to prepare everything for me before I wake up and this sorry excuse of a manipulator is trying to get me to work? Keep dreaming. ....huh? Wait college... aren't kids supposed to be going to school? Why is Akira .. I mean I am not going to school rn? Did this hag stop Akira's education? .... I don't have energy to deal with this shit. I'll think about it after sleeping for some time. '
Aya was very pissed. At first, she had good things going with finally getting custody over Akira. But then her property got locked by the court and she couldn't even get some monthly allowance from that property to take care of the child due to the lawyers of the relatives and Akira's non stop crying. At this point, the very sound of Akira's voice is making her blood boil. Not only is she supposed to spend for that thing from her own pocket, she can't even make her do chores. That brat is always crying. It's making her want to slap that brat so hard but she can't. If her cousin's hear about it or if the kid slips it during the monthly checking by the government, she loses the custody and the property. Tch. How annoying.