2 Transmigration (2/2)

”So simple?” Hana muttered. Then she saw a few more icons on the side that were greyed out. Only two were outlined in blue.

”System, what are those.”

[Features you have yet to unlock. At your current level, you only have access to Card Storage and Drawing Wheel]

”Ok, I want to see my card storage.”

Immediately, a series of cards appeared before her in her mind. They sort of looked like Pokemon cards, with a small image and a description under. She selected the first one.

Name: Zorua

Type: Creature

Anime: Pokemon

Note: The mini master of shadows, isn't in cute?

”Interesting.” Hana smiled. ”System, how come there's no move set description?”

[System cannot provide host with knowledge of how to use her cards.]

”Huh?” Hana frowned. This system was kind of useless. Who ever heard of a system that refused to help the host?! ”Ok then, can you describe the summoning process?”

[Host is able to summon her cards in the real world. Due to this world being different from an anime world, aspects of cards may be altered. When host summons a card in the real world, there is no time limit unless if the card sustains heavy damage. Cards will return to the Card Storage if damaged excessively and there will be a one day cool down time. Host may also return cards to the storage at will.]

Hana decided to test it out. ”Summon Zorua!” In a flash, a Zorua appeared by her bedside. The card in the system vanished. ”Return!” The Zorua disappeared and the card appeared in storage.

Just when she was about to test out some more cards, the door slammed open.

”Sister!” A young girl ran in, hugging her tightly.

Hana froze. This should be the sister of her predecessor. It seemed like she couldn't see the system. . .

[Only Host could see the system. Also, the System suggests the Host use the system mentally rather than verbally lest she be labeled as a lunatic].

Heh, looks like the system can be snarky at times.

Hana cleared her throat. ”Um miss, who are you?” Regretfully, it seemed like she transmigrated without retaining the memories of her predecessor. Since it was only a matter of time before people would discern that she was different, it would be better to fake amnesia.

The young girl stiffened, peering at her. ”You don't remember me?” Hana shook her head.

The young girl teared up. ”Sister, I'm Rina.”

”Rina?” Hana patted her head. ”You're my little sister right?” The girl nodded her head vigorously. In fact, she did look like her. The black hair and purple eyes. Around twelve. Hana sighed. ”Don't worry, I'll slowly regain my memories.”

The girl was calmed by those words. She tugged her hand. ”Home,” she muttered.

Hana let the young girl lead her away. Now that she thought of it, it seemed strange that her little sister came rather than her parents.

”Why the hurry?” Hana asked.

”The longer we stay, the more money.” Rina said softly. She paid at the counter, before tugging her out of the hospital. Hana inwardly noted. It seems like money was an issue in the family.

She let Rina lead her down the streets. Hana glanced around, it seemed like a normal city. Evening was about to fall, and the street lamps were on. People around them hurried on the streets.

Through the window, she caught a glimpse of fire blooming in a chef's hand. Above her, a few people levitated in air as they adjusted the sign on a tower. It's seems like powers did exist here.

Eventually, the two moved toward the edges of the city. Hana could see a forest in the distance. Finally, they stopped before a small apartment building. Rina moved up the stairs. Hana glanced at the slightly dusty rail and faded walls.

”Here,” Rina dug around for a key, before unlocking the door. Hana stepped inside her new home.