Transmigrated With A Resolution System

[Master, are you alright?] Mune rested on his shoulder, staring at him with her big green eyes.

Placing his hand on a tree for support, his chest hyperventilated as he remembered what Hana had told him. His body shuddered at the thought.

[At the least, the mark's cured] Mune tried to sound as positive as possible.

'Why did I call you out, again?' He looked to his shoulder in confusion.

Whistling, she looked up to the branches above, her eyes following the trail of its twists and curves.

Pulling out his map, he looked ahead, finally getting towards the brook he once stood in.

[Canvas time limit: 04:08:56]

'The time limit will soon be up, yet I'm still in whatever forest this is.' He frowned, pushing away the branches in his way.

[Master are you ignoring me again?!] Mune flew in front of him, stretching out her arms to her side, forcing a frown on her face.

This made him stop momentarily, 'Really Mune?'

She bopped her head in a yes, wanting to know his thoughts on the new revelation.

[You are not okay, I can feel it] Her tone mellowed in despair.

'Not okay?' He raised a brow, then gave a strained laugh in response.

[...]

'How does it feel when the person you never want to see ever again comes haunting you but you don't know how it's going to happen?' He pointed a finger at her, easily evading her little blockade done by her body.

Mune still didn't understand why what that black-haired lady with the glowing orange eyes had said made him so distressed.

[It's just a prediction that hasn't had its fulfillment, nor was she sure of it happening] Mune called out to him, noticing he wasn't beside her anymore, flying off and following behind him closely.

'Did you say 'just a prediction' ?' He turned around to glare at Mune.

It was hard for him to believe to what extent Hana's ability was or why he should trust her predictions so easily. Even though the evidence was obvious, he wished it wasn't.

'Another transmigrator is out there from my world, how sick is that?' He laughed at the possibility, shaking his head as he looked back down at the map to get the next pointer.

Mune could see the hurt on his face, whoever this transmigrator was, he knew the person and was not pleased with the news.

[Master is that the–]

'Don't!' Nix's body shook, his hand trembling while trying to maintain his grip on the map. 'Don't mention that name, only I can curse at it.'

Mune kept her lips sealed, conflicted on how she could make her master cheerful.

'Let's just maintain the peace until I get to my dorm, it's already getting dark.' He faced forward, jumping into the brook.

With drooping shoulders, Mune flew onto his hair, curling into a ball and taking a rest there.

'My hair isn't–' he paused in his speech. Confused as always whenever she did that. He bringing himself to complain about it didn't feel right, the moment he had heard her snore so peacefully.

"To the academy." He said to himself.

–––––––––––

Watching as the door closed behind her. Lumina looked to the left, to the right, then behind her again, with a drop of caution.

"Nix!" She whispered, hoping she got no response in return.

Her intuition told her he wasn't present, she couldn't sense him so it should be accurate, but to be so sure in case he has a trick up his sleeve that she didn't know about, she needed to double-check.

After a while confirming that he wasn't present, she dashed to his nightstand, pulling open the drawers. Looking back every once in a while as she searched for them.

'Who could he be?' She questioned, curious as to his true origin. He had no luggage when he came to the academy, the only confusing thing that had caught her attention was the mystery behind him getting a hold of her brother's shirt.

His gifts couldn't just be of someone who was an orphan that had found the gold medal pass to get into the academy. Knowing Mr. Zhao, he didn't buy his excuse one bit and had entrusted her with the task to unearth who he was.

Just because of personal reasons did she willingly agree to this task, once she could satisfy her curiosity, she could rest in her endeavors, and pretend she didn't find any clues leading to him when she needed to report to Mr. Zhao.

Pulling on a drawer, she felt up the compartments, remembering this place was his favorite spot he usually lurked often while in their room. It had to be something important that should be there.

Her hand finally scraped something silky and strange. 'Is that a fabric?' She lifted her brow, grabbing onto the tip and pulling.

"I guess even in our dorm, we have to worry about lack of privacy from the other party." Nix's voice came as a taunting whisper.

Lumina froze, pulling her hand out of the drawer and closing it as fast as she could.

'I had been so cautious and careful, what the heck just happened?' Her eyes were wide with shock and disbelief, looking over to the window to make sure it was still locked.

To her horror, it was still locked, so that meant he hadn't come in through the window this time. Stiffly turning around, she looked behind her with a forced smile on her face.

Her eyes widened and her lips were upturned the moment she noticed his eyes gleamed coldly.

"Care to explain what your hands were doing searching through my stuff?" He nodded towards the nightstand. "You are entitled to other things, why touch the very place I had to myself?"

Slowly looking back at the nightstand, she jumped away from it as if she had never done anything of such. "I can explain..."

"No, no." He shook his head at her feeble attempt at hiding the already known fact.

[Passive gift: Telekinesis in effect]

Creating a force to push her down to her knees, he felt his heart hurt at the outright betrayal he had just witnessed. He was only a few hours out and she had thought it alright to search through the only place he kept his things?

"Why?!" He queried through gritted teeth, the thought of the news Hana had passed on to him still haunted him as he exerted enough force to keep her on her knees. His sense of compassion dwindled with every passing second.