Callie extended her hand down to Natsumi and helped her stand up.

Natsumi uttered, "Thanks. I have to go." She headed into the bathroom and reactivated the portal device. She leaped through the portal.

She was back in the Terrarian realm again. Jeff asked, "Aren't you going to go?"

"Well, time to explain everything."

Natsumi told him that she had a portal device that made her able to leap between realms. She mentioned that time didn’t pass in the realm she wasn’t in, but if someone weren’t a Terrarian fighter, time would pass in the realm they weren’t in. Jeff replied, “That is cool.”

“So, how can I recover the money I dropped?”

“Well, you died from fall damage, so you could just follow the torches down to where you died and keep exploring from there.”

Natsumi went back toward the cave, her broadsword ready. She followed the path of torches, occasionally straying away from the path to mine some ore. When she went back to the spot where she died, she placed a rope down the whole way, placing torches along the walls as well. When she reached the bottom, she collected her money, and she went back to the surface.

“How was it?” Jeff asked. “By the way, I still need a house.”

Natsumi started cutting down more trees. She built a box, placed furniture, a door, and a torch, then filled the walls in. “There. Go into your house.”

“No.”

“You’re getting on my nerves.”

“I do this all the time.”

Natsumi went back through the portal, and Sarayu was right in front of the portal.

Imya rushed over. The portal was gone by then. Sarayu scoffed, “Use the boy’s bathroom, pervert.”

“You’re right. I am a pervert.” Imya smirked and reached under Sarayu’s skirt.

“S-Stop that!” Sarayu swatted Imya’s hand away.

Natsumi cautioned, “This is a warning, Sarayu. Leave her alone.”

With a sly grin, Imya chuckled, “Before you go, I’m going to give you a chance.”

“I’m listening…”

“I’m inviting you both to a party at my house in a few months. There will be food, dancing, normal party stuff.”

“What other party activities are you planning?”

“Russian roulette, mainly. But it’s a party, so who knows what will happen?” Imya smiled. "Such as... And this is just a guess... Death.”

Sarayu laughed,” I do not have a single clue what that is but count me in!”

Imya looked at Natsumi and winked. Natsumi said in brisk Russian, “Sarayu is in for a big surprise.”

“Yes, she is. Want her to be first?”

“Certainly. She won’t know what’s happening at all. Nor will she have time to step out.”

Sarayu’s brother, Ezume, walked into the hallway and taunted Natsumi in Japanese,” I saw how you looked at Callie today, lesbian freak. Also, Imya, has it ever occurred to you that it’s very hard to understand you through your heavy Russian accent? Oh wait, you can’t speak Japanese.”

Imya cursed under her breath in Japanese. Ezume shouted, “Hey! I heard that!”

“I know.”

Sarayu whispered something into Ezume’s ear. Ezume gasped, “Don’t touch my sister, pervert!”

Imya grinned. “She wanted it.”

“She- What?”

Imya smiled. Sarayu thought, “That expression… It’s very ominous. Something is going on here. I don’t think Imya’s telling us the whole story.”

Callie stepped in front of Sarayu and said in Japanese,” I can understand Imya through her accent. Has it ever occurred to you that to Imya, we are the ones with accents? Now back off, because how Natsumi feels about me is none of your business!”

Sarayu looked over at Natsumi. Natsumi felt tears welling up in her eyes. Callie stepped over and assured Natsumi, “Do not listen to her. I, too, came from the Terrarian realm.”

Callie kissed Natsumi on the cheek. Sarayu gasped, “What are you doing? You guys just met!”

Natsumi stepped forward. “Didn’t Callie say that it was none of your business? Let’s go, Callie.”

Callie and Natsumi walked away and headed down the hall to their next class, history.

Callie stammered, “Y-You didn’t have to do that.”

“Yes, I did.”

“All right, fine.”

“Also, do you know anywhere where I can get a job? Terrarian money can’t pay my tuition.”

“I’m a different type of Terrarian fighter, so I have nothing.”

“Me neither, but because I landed in my world today.”

“Well, they need researchers at Site 19. If we follow all security protocols and we do not get demoted to D-Class, we’ll be fine.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Do researchers get paid?”

“I am pretty sure that all personnel except D-Class personnel get paid.”

“Let’s just hope the salary is reasonable.”

“I doubt it.” Callie smiled at Natsumi. They entered the classroom and sat down. Imya, Memory, Sarayu, Ezume, and several others eventually arrived.

The teacher looked up at them. She had long, wavy brown hair and slender gray eyes. “I’m going to take attendance now.” She took a list off her desk. She got a good distance down the list, then hesitated. She asked, “Is Imya Vasilyevich here?”

Imya raised her hand. “Yes, I am.”

“You have an interesting name. I have never been one to believe myths, but there is a myth I heard about an individual with the name Imya Vasilyevich that is supposedly the destined savior of Russia. Perhaps this is a coincidence...”

Sarayu went pale. “I knew something was wrong with her, no, him… And I know that it isn’t the fact that he’s perverted.”

The teacher looked at Imya. “Perhaps the legend was right…” She smiled. “You’re destined for greatness, Imya.”

Ezume stood up. “That guy is a pervert! He put his hand under my sister’s skirt and-”

“Will you please shut the hell up? And next time,” She grabbed Ezume’s desk. “Use the right pronouns, or else.”

“Y-Yes, Mrs. Morris…”

After class, Mrs. Morris stopped Imya on her way out. “I would like to talk with you, Imya.” She closed and locked the door. “Alone.” She pushed Imya against a desk and gently caressed her cheek.