The Wolf Princess Takes A Mate

03 Getting Bored

With a sigh, I lean back on my seat and looked up blankly at the ceiling, my fingers playing idly on the pages of the notebook as the moment when I realized the truth during my first reincarnation replayed in my head.

It took a while before I found out that the reason I couldn't move or speak the way I used to was that I have become a baby!

Not only just any baby but a baby who was abandoned in front of a church's doorstep.

Although it took me more than a good while to digest what the heck just happened to me, there was nothing else I can do but accept the truth.

And that truth was that I have died as Captain Arabella, that I can never see my crew again, and that I reincarnated into someone else in, possibly, someplace else.

Still, I was more than ready to embark on a new life once again. And a new life I embarked on, I did.

After that, Yukina's story was born.

As to how I became an assassin back then when I was supposed to be a baby dropped in front of a church of some sort, well, what happened then was crazy.

Even though I was a baby, I have my memories of a thirty-five-year-old Pirate Captain. So, well, I'm somewhat a thirty-five-year-old in a baby's body.

Weird but true.

And because of that, I was more than aware of the happenings around me despite being a mere infant.

Apparently, it appears that the holy place was only a front in order to easily get children they can train as assassins.

But that was all water under the bridge now. I was betrayed by my fellow assassins and I died.

As much as I want to be angry and hold a grudge against that traitor, I realized that, like in my past life as Captain Arabella, there was no use in feeling those.

Because I can never go back and exact my revenge on the people who were the cause of my demise. And I am not that petty and unreasonable to exact revenge on their descendants who had little to no involvement with what their ancestors had done in the past.

Anyway, my story as Madam Madrigal more or less started and ended the same way as Captain Arabella and Yukina did.

And well, even though not all of the stories in the notebooks started and ended like my first three lives, I still kept on dying early and didn't make it to the age of one hundred.

Anyway, I assume that Captain Arabella wasn't my first life. I like to believe that I had other lives before that but I reincarnated normally, with my memories wiped clean and me starting with a fresh, blank slate.

However, I have no idea why or how I managed to start reincarnating after I died as Captain Arabella.

And ever since I knew that I kept on being reincarnated after my third life, I decided to keep track of the experiences I've had in a notebook. Partly to look for any clues and patterns as to how or why this is happening to me and partly because I just want to look back on my adventures so far.

After my three lives, I noticed that I keep on dying after I turn thirty or before I reach the age of forty-one.

So, before I could forget about my first three lives, I quickly wrote them down when I hit my fourth life. Since I suspect that getting reincarnated another time is more than likely to happen again anyway.

And the recording sessions of my each and every life I had gone on.

If one notebook got full, I would buy another and bind it together with the first one so I won't have to go and look for a lot of separate notebooks. It may just be a bunch of adventure and tragic stories about a woman to outsiders, but to me, they are precious.

They are my memories.

So, whenever I hit my thirties in a new life, I will start packing up my notebooks in a bundle, protect them with thick cloth in the past(and after plastic became widely used, that's what I've been using), and bury them somewhere. Preferably far away from the city or somewhere isolated or something.

That way, wherever, whoever, or whenever I get reincarnated next time I open my eyes, I know that my stash of memories will be safe and sound until I get to grow up again and seek it out and add another entry.

"Hmm..."

I hum under my breath as I finish packing, hefting my bag over my shoulders, and went out of the empty classroom.

There are still students milling about the school, chatting, playing with their phones, or simply minding their own business as they head out of the school.

Watching them like this as I head to my locker, I can't help but wonder how many of them are like me. Reincarnated with their memories from previous lives intact.

I've been living for so many lifetimes now. One hundred and fifteen, to be exact. And you'd think that I'd find someone who's also like me.

But well, so far, when I tried to reach out to those who claimed that they also have memories of their past lives and reincarnation enthusiasts, all of them are either fakers or just plain confused.

Believe me, with how many times I've been reincarnated, I've met a lot of people. And I mean loooooooooot. So I'll know it when I finally meet someone who really had the same experience as me.

Other than that, I've also done everything and anything one can imagine.

I've become one of the best in the world, a doctor, a chemist, an inventor, and more. I've also become an average person with an average life once. And I've also become a bum, a slave, a beggar, and even a criminal.

And no, I didn't become a serial killer or a psychotic maniac or something like that.

Even though I know I can practically do whatever I want and be reincarnated all the same, I don't want to do something so heartless and horrific like killing other people for no reason or killing just for the fun of it.

Just because I have plenty of chances to live again, I still treasure the life that has been given to me as well as other people's lives.

And I know that I don't really have the right to say that, especially since I have been a pirate captain and an assassin before.

But that's the point, actually.

We were besieged by other pirates back then because they don't like the saccharine shtick that I've been doing.

They don't want an 'Honorable Pirate' in their ranks since I never take away the lives that I plundered. Unless I was provoked, that is. Additionally, those who I plundered were...well, other pirates and corrupt people.

You can say that I had been somewhat like Robin Hood back then, but a pirate.

I never kill unless I have to.

And because of my 'honor' and respect for other people's lives, that also became a sore spot for my fellow assassins back when I was Yukina.

Especially when, thanks to my past experience as a pirate captain, I am already knowledgeable when it comes to handling the sword and the gun. Furthermore, it seems that the body I got reincarnated in was more slender and lighter, making me more dangerous and skilled compared to when I was Captain Arabella.

It didn't take much for me to become the most valued and sought-after assassin in the organization. And that made me the butt of envy from my fellow assassins.

But I digress.

Anyway, the reason why I mentioned my past lives like that is that even though I may have done almost everything one can imagine, I never became a deranged criminal. A petty thief, a conman, and more along those lines of criminals, yes, but other than that, no.

I also became a crazy person all because I want to experience what it's like to expose all my secrets. That I reincarnated and I have memories of the women in the past as well as the history.

And that didn't end well, haha,

I was either locked up in an asylum because they are scared of what I know or I was experimented on because they are interested in what I know and how I was able to reincarnate.

Not that I have any answers for them.

But anyway, as time goes by and my fiftieth reincarnation has passed, everything suddenly feels...boring.

Sure, getting reincarnated and living life after life is cool and all.

I mean, I know a lot of people wish that they want to live a little longer when they're on their deathbeds. I know that because I've been in their shoes before when I was still Captain Arabella.

However, the longer I get to live, the more I get to experience the things I never experienced before. I made sure to make every life as adventurous as possible so they can count on not living the same life twice.

Until...well, I finally get to say those famous words, 'been there, done that'.

To be honest, I never thought that I would be able to find myself saying and believing those words before.

But here I am, saying, believing, and experiencing it.

I wondered how vampires get to live for a thousand years already and not get annoyed or bored in life. Especially when they're mostly shut inside their coffins and only get to travel or get out at night.

All in all, my life here on Earth is getting boring.

With a sigh, I open my locker and began to stow my stuff inside. The last that got inside was my notebook and as I reach inside to stow it inside, can't help but run a hand through the old and crumply cover.

I finish stowing my belongings before I also follow the rest of the students out of the school.

I look around me and observe my surroundings.

This is the fifth time that I got to reincarnate in this place. I am still an orphan who was left behind in an orphanage. And the orphanage I am living in now is just a state away from the orphanage I grew up in one of my past lives almost a century ago or so.

"Ha," I sigh again and look up at the bright, sunny blue sky. "I can't believe that this is getting boring."

As soon as the words left my lips, I see something sparkle in the sky.

It doesn't look like it was just the sun's glare. It also doesn't look like it was dust or a trick of the eye. Something WAS definitely in the sky, twinkling and shimmering.

Not only that, but it seems like that sparkly thing was floating toward me until it hovered in front of my face. That automatically made me stop in my tracks all the while blinking so I can make sure that I am not just seeing things.

Was...there really a small bright and flickering light floating in front of my face?

And all of a sudden, that light starts to bounce up and down before my eyes alongside a tiny high-pitched voice.

"If you are sooooooo bored, then fine! Let's do this then! Geez!"

Before I can react the bright light before me became even brighter and the sound of a honking horn fills my sense of hearing.

At first, it sounds like it was so far away and it became louder and louder so fast that I only had time to glance to the side before my eyes widen to see a huge truck speeding my way.

All I saw was a bright light and then...

Nothing.

Nothing but the confused thoughts that I died even before I hit my late thirties for once and...what the hell was that small light and voice?!