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Chapter #103



The deafening beat, the sensation of heat and electric shock in the bloodstream and the nerves of Leonna so noisy that it makes the focus dead-end and only realized after the word deaf out of the mouth as sharp as a razor Reid.


Reid positioned his arm, preparing to capture Leonna. Both of Reid's black eyes looked steadily at Leonna's nervous blue irises and after several breaths of interest, Leonna with as little courage as a anchovy jumped up and yup! Leonna smoothly, managed to land into the catch of Reid that could not be refuted, so romantic ala-ala the sling of the newlyweds.


Even Reid involuntarily lowered his haste and was quite rude to Leonna's body.


Lucky Leonna is the same, so she also does not comment as much as before and even still able to say a piece of gratitude. Although when Leonna looked up to glance at Reid's charming face, she immediately had to smile blandly, finding Reid's back long out of sight.


But because Leonna does not know how to, even though she has now successfully climbed the back area of the Stuyvesant High School building, inevitably Leonna also ran around small chasing Reid's long steps. It was about five seven minutes and Leonna had been less than two yards behind Reid. His breath was a bit stingy and after passing through many turns as well as small large passages, both Leonna's eyes were oddly rounded.


“Hm, isn't this the way to.. cafeteria?”


“Oh, Reid!”


A woman in the four-head age phase with a mole or it could be said to be more similar to a wart on the left side near her bangir nose line exclaims Reid's name. The activity of his fatty fingers wiping the surface of the cashier table also stopped and immediately ruffled his waist while staring ferociously at the towering high figure who immediately stood four and a half tiles in front of him.


“Again, Bu Wira.”


Madam Wira, madam cafeteria guard smiling mesem-mesem. Both of his old neutrals even left only a long curved line decorated with wrinkles signs of aging around the corners of his eyes. Leonna flashed a clumsy smile back, another with Reid rolling his lazy eyeballs.


“Come, tell mom. What is the name of this beautiful girl, hm?”


“Leonna.”


“Not.”


Question marks printed simultaneously on the faces of Bu Wira and also Leonna. Reid as the subject of confusion they then exhaled a breath of puff and without courtesy stepped casually with fingers tucked cool pretentious in the pocket of pants past Bu Wira. “Not?”


“Not a girlfriend. He's a stranger.”


“Reid, you are talking! Wherever you may bring a stranger, my friend you never see. Already, admit it. This beautiful girl is your boyfriend, right?! Dare to lie again with mom. There might also be a girl who is not interested in your handsome face Reid. Yeah, right? What was your name, son?”


But I don't know why. Something from Reid's last sentence some time ago, instantly flashed and kept spinning in Leonna's head. ‘Ah, this stifling feeling, what is its name?’