Zosia: Quick Transmigration System
Chapter 93 - 91- Arc 3

Zosia panted as she ran across the rugged terrain with 50 kg weight on her back and weight bracelets and anklets as well as one that had jingles on her waist.

Her breathing remained steady as she ran. As she approached the top, she noticed a figure and a smile appeared on her face.

"Karl!" She called out as she threw the weight on her body to the floor.

"Are you done?" Karl asked with a smile, his gaze scanning his cousin who was not still out of breath despite all the weights she had been using to run.

He was surprised that despite all the training she does, he had not seen her gain any muscle.

It was just strange.

"Your father is here?"

"Huh?!" Zosia had a confused expression on her face followed by a frown.

"Did anything happen?"

Karl sighed. His cousin was such a person, always thinking about the worst. She is such a worry wart.

Looking at her sea green eyes suddenly reminded him of one time he was close to the Jaws of death during one of their missions with his father.

He remembered how he almost couldn't make it due to the poison acting up again.

He ended up being the cause of the mission failing but his cousin then had tried her best to save him, even taking him on her back as she was being chased by the enemies.

An arrow even ended up stabbing him on his shoulder, but he was happy that he survived.

He noticed that anytime he was with his cousin, he felt more happy than staying with his father who always had his stoic face on.

"I don't know. You would have to go down to find out."

Zosia turned to look at him, a playful smile playing on her lips.

"Hey Cousin, you always wait for me here everyday after my training, tell me, do you have feelings for me?"

"YOU!" Karl felt he must have heard the most stupefying thing today.

Slapping his ear to be sure he heard right, he looked at her with a stupid look on his face.

"Are you crazy? How could I possibly have such feelings? " He scolded, his voice an octave higher, with his fingers pointing at her.

"Cousin calm down, no need for such reaction. I was just joking."

"Then you should know that there are some things which you shouldn't joke with. Do you understand?"

"Yes cousin." Zosia answered with a smile,, "Alright cousin how about a joyful trip down the forest mountain."

Karl eyebrows jumped. He had an ominous feeling, "I didn't bring a tuck in belt."

The tuck in belt, was something Zosia had designed to keep him locked in his wheelchair whenever they were escaping after carrying out missions, to avoid him falling off and minimizing the stress impacted on him during the ride.

"Don't worry, I carry it with me, wherever we go." Zosia said with a smile as she opened the back.

Sneakily rolling the wheels of the wheel chair, he wanted to go back or hide, then after Zosia has gone, he could then follow the artificial road that has been done.

Zosia ears twitched when she heard the rolling wheels, unfortunately for him she was much faster.

"Sia... Sia... We promised to do it only in dangerous situation." He stammered. Unluckily for him, his cousin was in a much more joyful mood than he expected.

"Did she eat a joy mushroom or what?" He couldn't describe her mood today.

In the morning, she was moody and sad, then in the afternoon, she was unusually quiet and now she was hyperactive.

"One time." Zosia pleaded as she looked at Karl.

Seeing her pleading eyes, his heart softened.

When Zosia first came, he was always trying to compete with her. Imagine a 14 year old competing with a 7 year old. Just thinking about himself back then made him cringe.

As time passed and they got closer, he realized that despite Zosia being bitchy or arrogant, she always made sure not to put those around her in danger.

She has a kind heart but definitely not when it comes with dealing with her enemies. She becomes the most hateful person, if you are her enemy.

He remembered how a gang leader whom they caught to extract some information had his balls crushed by her when he was listing all his crimes.

He realized the closer he became with his cousin, the more free tea leaves he receives. He noticed that those tea leaves had the effects of detoxifying the poison in his body and with the help of them, he has been able to push the poison just halfway below his knee.

Before, he was paralyzed from waist down, now he could feel sensations from his waist to a little below his knee.

At first he had a motive of becoming friends with her, but the closer he got to her, the more he treated her a s a sister he could never have.

Sometimes, she even acted in place of his mother.

Was it shameful? He didn't think so. When he had no one who would comfort him during the pains he was going through, she would always sit beside him and comfort him, something his father would never do.

It does not mean he hates his father, just that there are some things his father just can't fill.

Even though he was older, he really respects his cousin and would occasionally fulfill her whims, like joining her to concot things he didn't even know.

Putting on the tick in belt, he gave a despondent sigh.

"Cousin don't be like that, you would enjoy it." She patted him on his shoulder.

Walking towards the back of the wheelchair, she cracked her arms with a smile.

"Cousin get ready."

"Yes. I am ready." Karl replied through gritted teeth.

"1, 2, 3..."

Zosia pushed the wheel chair back and forth preparing for the ride.

"Here we go!" she shouted, pushing off with a sudden burst of energy that sent the wheelchair speeding down the rugged trail.

Karl clung tightly to the armrests, his heart pounding in his chest. The path ahead twisted and turned, each bump and dip making the ride a wild and exhilarating experience.

Zosia's laughter and Karl's scream echoed through the trees, a joyful sound that seemed to merge with the rustling leaves and the distant calls of birds.

Despite the initial rush of adrenaline, Karl found himself relaxing into the ride.

The wind whipped past his face, carrying with it the fresh scents of pine and earth. For a moment, all his worries and the weight of his condition seemed to melt away, replaced by the sheer thrill of the descent.

The trail narrowed, and Zosia skillfully maneuvered the wheelchair around the sharp bends, her eyes gleaming with concentration and excitement.

Karl couldn't help but admire her. Despite the playful exterior, Zosia had an incredible focus and determination. She always seemed to know exactly what she was doing, even when the situation appeared chaotic.

As they reached a particularly steep section of the trail, Zosia leaned forward, using her weight to keep the wheelchair steady. Karl's grip tightened, but he trusted his cousin completely. The world around them blurred into a whirl of green and brown as they picked up speed.

A laugh bubbled up from Karl's chest, surprising even himself. It had been so long since he had felt this kind of pure, unadulterated joy.

Unlike before where she would stop to analyze any tree she saw or any plant to know which one to plant, she didn't bother this time around, she had long plucked and dug each valuable species of plant she found.

Zosia finally felt the weight of her thoughts loosening. Her mood swings hadn't been without reason either.

Recently, each time she closed her eyes, she would see the original host spirit.

Did the Original host want to come back? It was something she didn't know.

"It would have been nice if Asgar was here to give an answer to this question." She thought inwardly.

Unfortunately, she didn't even know how to contact Asgar apart from when she has finished her mission. Even then, he was the one coming to see her and not the other way round.

During this period, she had been thinking, thinking about her life.

Her coming into the know of the Soul world was by luck. Sometimes, she wonders if maybe she hadn't come in contact with that box, maybe her life would still had been as boring as it was.

Now, she had to teether each day on ice. She wasn't unhappy, she even loved it. But, she has begun to think about something she had shelved off in her mind.

That 10th mission.

The same thing Ella and Xen had talked about. To her, the 10th mission looked like a deciding factor.

But a deciding factor of what?

Then the group mission she is to have with Asgar's group, she could only gather more materials to protect herself.

She didn't need to worry about cloth or food. Zosia felt thankful to have learnt some poison concoction and a little about medicine from her uncle, it would help her in her group mission which might likely be the next.

"Sia concentrate!" Karl called out, bringing Zosia back to reality.

He had noticed that Zosia had suddenly slowed down, but at least she didn't get them injured and they were already close to the bottom of the hill.

"We are already here, Karl."

She looked down at Karl, her face flushed with excitement. "How was that, cousin?"

Karl's breath came in ragged gasps, but his eyes were bright. "Incredible," he admitted, a wide smile spreading across his face. "But, we are not doing it again."

Seeing Zosia not respond, he added, "Promise?"

"Fine, let's go meet our Dad's." She said and started pushing him back to the estate.