Naturally, the gate was guarded by… guards. What wasn’t natural, however, was their numbers.
In most stories there were two. Maybe four if the author felt generous. Occasionally a small guardhouse nearby held another pair resting between shifts.
This place? The rare version.
Exactly as described — but multiplied.
Two guards stood directly at the entrance with pens and a thick leather-bound ledger, carefully writing down names and reasons for entry. Each of them had an escort stationed beside them, small shields integrated into their forearms and swords resting at their waists.
And to our left stood a modest but sturdy building. Not large, but positioned perfectly: far enough not to crowd the gate, close enough that a squad could rush out instantly if anyone tried something stupid.
Efficient, unexpectedly professional aaand slightly intimidating.
Good job, city.
( ???? ˙?˙ )
Soon enough, it was our turn.
We stepped forward.
One of the guards immediately saluted Captain Zarra. Appraisal quietly informed me he was Level 24 — roughly a third of her strength. Still, respectable.
It was time for identification!
I was sure Zarra would respond with stern professionalism, instead, she reached into her generous cleavage and pulled out a wallet.
…That was unexpected.
She caught my expression instantly.
“Ah! Do not misunderstand,” she said quickly, cheeks turning red beneath her composure. “It is simply the most accessible place to keep it.”
Honestly?
The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.
Fair.
That armor clearly didn’t have pockets. And if it did, they were hidden with military-grade secrecy.
Still, I had to tease her, even if just for a little.
All I did was widen my dumb grin, nothing more, and the effect was instant.
"Ehehehehe."
Her armor was steaming.
“Captain Zarra!” the gate guard said, interrupting my playtime. “You’re well known. Verification isn’t necessary.”
“No,” she replied firmly. “Procedure must be followed.”
Her tone shifted — and her beautiful, stressed expression was replaced by authoritative professionalism.
“Please use the citizenship code. This girl here—”
Girl? What girl?
…Oh.
Right.
Me.
Still adjusting to that isekai shit...
“—has no registration,” Zarra continued. “She is a... wanderer. I am taking responsibility for her entry under my name.”
AKA; keeping me under surveillance and nothing more. I'm pretty sure she doesn't like me that way... yet.
The guard looked at me with tears in his eyes, muttering something through sniffs. "I know that pain too! I was once just like you, stay strong!"
"Haaaa? What's that supposed to mean?"
He ignored my question and quickly skipped several pages before reaching the back of the ledger. Unlike the earlier pages, these contained structured forms — official documentation boxes filled with dense legal text.
I could have read it all. I chose happiness instead.
Let’s just call it a legal registration form.
“Name?” the guards asked in unison.
“Diana,” I answered flatly, fairly certain I had already said that multiple times today.
“Full name.”
Ah.
Right.
Just as I opened my mouth to proudly declare Diana Zephyr, Zarra leaned closer and whispered into my ear.
“Eeeeeek!”
I jolted upright.
Apparently I was sensitive there.
“If you lack a surname,” she murmured softly, “you may temporarily use mine.”
Oh?
Ohhh.
Don’t mind if I do. Zephyr could remain my secret weapon for later.
“…Okay,” I said, trying to sound confused instead of delighted.
Zarra gave 1 silver coin to the guard and a short nod.
He began writing, ink scratched across parchment.
And just like that my temporary permit was issued. From that moment onward, within the city records…
I became known as: Diana von Gaahr.
Ah, footwear!
The guard noticed my condition and offered me a spare from that hut of theirs.
Similar to those I've reincarnated with.
"How nice of you!"
(╥﹏╥)
"Thank you very much!"
End of chapter...
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? STATUS WINDOW ?
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Name: Zephyr Diana Von Gaahr
Race: H?um??aN?
Sex: Female
Age: 17
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Level: 5
XP: 7 / 16
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System Points: 18 ??
Dice: 0 ??
Currency: 0B; 0S; 0G; 0P ?
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? VITALS ?
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Health: Don’t Die ?
Mana: 50 / 50
Mana Regen: 3 / Min
SPD: 10Km / H
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