Isekai: The Dream World

Chapter 18 ~ my laziness

In the dining room, Garvin and Hestia were already in the dining room. Arata walked up and sat in the chair in front of Hestia. Shortly after, came a very beautiful girl who looked cold from her facial expression. She has long silvery-white hair and beautiful blue eyes similar to Garvin and Hestia. Arata even looked up at the beauty who was slowly sitting next to him.

The girl felt uneasy with Arata's astonished look then she asked with a cold face "what's wrong? Nissan"

"Ah, no, it's nothing" Arata said, turning his face and looking back at the dinner table.

Who is this girl? She's really pretty. Uh, wait, he said Niansan? Not that it's a call for an older brother in Japanese. Don't-don't...

"You're my sister?" Arata asked spontaneously while looking at her.

"Yes, that's true. I've heard from my father and mother that Niansan forgets memories. Did Niansan forget that too?"

"What do you mean?" Said Arata who was confused by the intention of his sister.

"Ah, it's okay. Forget it." Reply to his sister indifferently. Though the truth was in his mind, he was very grateful that Arata had forgotten about it because it was something very embarrassing for him.

"Thank God Niansan did not remember the events of that time. It was really embarrassing" said in his heart.

Suddenly he introduced himself.

"Oh yes, surely Niansan also forgot all about me. My name is Syifa, Syifa Mavzio. The second son of Garvin Mavzio and Hestia Mavzio and also the younger brother of Arata Mavzio, you could say I am your only sister." Her words coldly at once flat.

"Ehh, Syifa yes. A beautiful name, symbolizing the owner of a name that is also beautiful" said Arata.

Syifa seemed to not care but what she actually felt, she was very happy because of Arata's praise to her.

"W-what the fuck was that? Am I dreaming? Is this a dream? Somebody please tell me that this is just a dream. I have to thank him, what, what should I do? Calm myself. Let's answer calmly." His word in the heart.

"Nissan, that's disgusting!" The words that came out of his mouth were not at all the same as what he was thinking.

In his mind, he was very panicked and afraid that he would be hated by Arata.

"Aaaaa-aa-what-what I just said, surely Niansan is hurting right now and she will hate me." He slowly looked at Arata but still with an extremely cold expression.

"Oh so yes, ha ha ha" said Arata who looked disappointed but still tried to smile gently to his sister and Arata turned his gaze away.

"It turns out so yes, the view of his sister to his brother first. He hates me huh." Arata said in his heart, Arata thinks that his sister, Syifa currently hates him.

"It looks like Niansan is disappointed huh, judging by his smile anyway. Should I apologize, right?" Syifa thought she had to apologize to Arata but she immediately dispelled the intention.

"No, no, no, where is it possible for a woman to apologize first to a man. The wrong one is Niansan, not me. Right, the one who was wrong was Niansan. I just need to act like normal" she continued inwardly.

Soon, the waiters brought the food and put it on the table one by one. Finally all the food was put on the table and the servants left the Mavzio family.

When Arata was about to drink the tea that was in the white cup suddenly Hestia said "you will have come back to this house and there is no disease or problem in your body, Hestia said, so tomorrow you can start going to school again, Arata" while Arata immediately spouted his tea because he was so surprised.

"W-what?" Asked Arata who did not believe what he had just heard.

"You're leaving, right, Arata" Hestia said with a smile, but clearly behind her smile signified anger.

Arata lowered his head and said softly in fear of his mother's current smile, he recalled an almost similar incident of time on earth.

"No-no, I still feel bad right now."

"Did you say that?" Hestia said with a smile, but clearly behind her smile signified anger.

"No-no, I'm going to school tomorrow." Then Arata sighed heavily and looked dislikeful on his face then Garvin said to encourage Arata back.

"Life is about learning. If you stop, then you die. Do you know what it means? Arata"

Arata could only shake his head.

"No idea" answered Arata.

"Life is about learning. If you stop, then you die, the meaning of those words is if you stop learning, in the future you may have difficulties until you can not finish, he said, then that's your end. Until here get it?"

Arata still did not understand and he just shook his head again.

"Don't understand, please explain more lightly, father" Arata replied innocently.

"In short, gini, for example, you meet bandits and before you have stopped learning about how to fight back the bandits, well you can not fight back, so you die killed by them. Understood?"

Finally Arata understood what his father wanted to say.

"Oh so yeah, now I understand now, dad. Thanks for the motivation. I'm going to school tomorrow." Arata replied and thanked him.

In Arata's room. Arata is sleeping.

Arata breathed heavily.

Huh! I thought of this second life, I already did not have to bother thinking of anything as troublesome anymore as it was during my time at school. Although I like to read books but sometimes I am also lazy to do it, let alone go to school. Goodbye to a calming second life. It's true, yes, you said.

"Life without problems, will not be cool and exciting. Therefore, face the problem and do not run away from it (problem)" said someone to Arata in his previous life.

Wait, school is. Se... If so, what usually happens at school?

I try to recall the events that happened in my school and the events that happened in the anime school.

Joking around with friends, learning new knowledge, being late together, skipping lessons together, going to the toilet only talk on the toilet because they don't like the lesson, being punished with the same mistakes, liking very beautiful and big girls, talking about the truth of this world, and so on.

That's what I remember about school, will it be like that too? I can't wait to wait for it.

On the streets of the city that looks quite crowded with people who walk towards their respective destinations.