Again

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

The alarm clock went off just as the morning light of the sun peaked in through the window. The noise wasn’t so loud that a person couldn’t sleep through it, but most would easily be roused. And, as expected…

SMACK!

A hand came down, smashing the snooze button. A loud yawn echoed through the relatively small bedroom as a girl, somewhere around seventeen years old, sat up and stretched her arms. She scratched her blue hair lined with purple highlights, making her bedhead even worse than it already was.

“I still don’t understand how people wake up so early,” she grumbled, dragging her body out of bed. Fishing around her closet, she haphazardly threw out the school clothes she planned to wear. It wasn’t the most ladylike thing to do, but after several consecutive lifetimes as a man, she sometimes regressed into her old habits when she was alone. It didn’t really matter though – this era was much more progressive compared to her previous life.

After a quick hop in the shower to wash off any sweat from the previous night, the girl quickly changed into her clothes. Her bra was starting to feel a bit tight again, so she would need to go shopping for some new ones soon. She clicked her tongue in annoyance. While she didn’t mind large breasts on other women, she hated them on her own body. All they did was get in the way when fighting. It seemed like they were even bigger than the last time she had a woman’s body. Although she knew it wasn’t true, she found herself blaming the Professor once again for such an inconvenient body.

She made her way back to the bathroom one more time to finish cleaning up her appearance. Her hands moved deftly, braiding her hair into pigtails. A bit of makeup covered any small blemishes on her face. Then, putting on her round glasses, she looked at herself in the mirror. She let out a sigh of relief when there was no need to touch up anything else.

Returning to her room, she put on her green blazer – indicating her freshman status at Tona Academy – with practiced motions, leaving it unbuttoned. It wasn’t as if she could button it up anyway with her assets spilling out. Another inconvenience of absurdly large breasts. Finally, rounding off her outfit, she slipped on the red armband, marking her as a member of the Disciplinary Committee.

She still had no idea what the Professor was thinking, sending her off with such a cryptic message as "join the Disciplinary Committee of Tona Academy" without any additional explanation. Usually, the Professor would at least give her the race of the person she needed to look out for or protect, but this time, he provided nothing at all. It was especially aggravating since she had to weave her way through potions, flying books, games and a bunch of other crazy clubs, only to be given a tedious task to prove she had what it took to join the Disciplinary Committee. However, there was nothing she could do but sigh.

After all, whether in her previous life as the King, this one, or the next, she would forever be bound to her sentence, forced to atone for longer than eternity. Her past would slowly be whittled away each time she saved one of her victims. And, once her influence was removed from the past, she would cease to exist as well. This was the Fool’s errand, or so the Professor liked to call it.

And so, the girl known as the Fool stepped out of her house, resigned to whatever came next.