Junta & Wizarding World
#0 Junta - Prologue
“Oh shit no food.”
The young man looked at the empty refrigerator with a frowning forehead, after looking for a while to make sure that the refrigerator was completely empty, he said, the young man closed his fridge and opened the cupboard on top of it, but there was no food in it so he closed it immediately, after that he walked towards the sofa which was in the living room and sat there.
“Lately there are no new part-time jobs in newspapers or magazines, this is really not good for my wallet.”
All the young man did was grumble, he constantly complained about the circumstances he was in now, occasionally he screamed but no one heard him, the atmosphere of the middle room was still the same: a calm and peaceful atmosphere.
“There is no other choice, I will go to the store owned by Uncle Ji, actually I do not want to do it but for now inevitably I have to go there.”
After he made an intention that he didn't really want, he started walking out of the house and certainly didn't forget to lock the door.
“Alright it seems like everything is safe and locked, I go first.”
He kept saying that even though he knew no one would answer his greetings, after he left he passed through the many twists on the road, the sun just above his head indicates the time has entered the middle of the day, after passing through many winding roads he finally arrived at a very crowded train station, which is very crowded, a large clock that was in the front yard of the train station was standing firmly on a pole, the young man looked at the tall clock with his blue eyes.
“Oh ho! Hey Junta!”
“Do I know you?”
“Hahahaha! Okay your jokes are good too.”
Suddenly the young man was greeted by another young man, perhaps he was his friend because they looked quite familiar, and also their age did not look much different, either, his friend was still laughing out loud until his yellow eyes let out tears.
“So what do you want?”
“Ahaha.. Yep.. You know maybe it's our destiny to meet at this station, I just wanted to say that I'm not coming to that damn school anymore.”
“Hm? What do you mean Gil? You're going to quit school?”
“Yap, my parents have to move to another district in this city, more precisely they have to move to 24.” district
“Woah, it's a district that's a long way from this district, but I hear people there don't like someone who has yellow hair, will you be okay later?”
“Ha! Did you forget who you were talking to? I am the leader of the bad boys in our school! That's fine! I will beat up anyone who messes with me!”
Junta's friend, Gilda, said that excitedly, their bodies are not much different, they are both equally thin, they are both thin, but it can be ascertained that the matter of Gilda's empty-handed fight cannot be underestimated at all.
“Have you told all your friends about this?”
“Not yet, my father and mother decided on it all of a sudden, more precisely yesterday anyway, so I have no time to contact my friends.”
“You know, you have to contact them now, can you imagine how the school is going when there is no leader of the thugs that is you?”
“Hoho! I can clearly imagine that there is no one to fear, so the bad boys must have started acting up, and maybe they will make small groups to seize power over all the thugs in the school.”
“If you knew that why haven't you told them yet?”
“That's why I think it's our destiny to be brought together here, I want you to let them know when the school entrance time has arrived, and I want you to be their new leader.”
“Wait a minute, you were just planning to move in the day after the semester break came and now you're telling me that you want me to be their new boss?!”
“Yep, I think you already understand my sentence clearly.”
“I refuse.”
“Woe! Isn't that answer too fast?”
”Are you crazy? I lead your army? The army full of problems? You want to drive me crazy too huh?!”
“Hey Junta, try to think this, we may still be in 1st grade High School, but we have mastered all the bad boys in our school, even the upperclassmen also respect us.”
“Let me correct, not ‘kita’ but ‘aku’ and also we are technically already in class 2 SMA.”
“Hey come! I know I made that crazy idea but we're the one running it, not me, so you deserve it if I put it to the word ‘kita’ .“
“Continue what you wanted to say earlier then I will continue to refute your statement.”
“Alright, up to where it was... Oh, we are respected by all the bad boys in our school, can you think of anyone other than you who can lead those bad boys?”
“Locus can do it.”
“What? You mean my crazy right hand? Is now that your blue hair has started to get inside your brain and make it blue too?”
“Hey, I'm right?”
“No no no! Maybe he's strong but he doesn't have a brain, you can imagine what happens if Locus takes over.”
“Okay you're right, continue.”
“So that's why I chose you, maybe you're very rarely exposed, but at least one or two kids in my gang know who you are.”
“Hey Gilda, I've never even been involved in a fight, I don't know how to fight, and you still want to choose me?”
“You don't need to be able to fight! I mean look at you, having blue eyes whose right eyes are covered with blue hair too, your body is thin just like mine, the aura you exuded was more or less the same as the one I had, so everything would go smoothly.”
“Then what if someone does not accept and finally invites me to a power struggle?”
“Quietly, I've made you this.”
Gilda took out a paper from her shirt pocket, and gave it to Junta.
“What is this? An answer to the exam?”
“Not stupid, this is a warrant I made, just you show them those fucking brats and you'll be fine.”
“What is this, is it some formality or something? What we are talking about is not like the usual thugs.”
“Hey, we are thugs in the style of you tau.”
“Oh that, yes actually you are a normal child anyway, it's just that your appearance like saying ‘away from ku’ and the aura around you that makes you hard to approach makes you look like. You know, a little naughty.”
“Eh? Just because of that?.”
“Yes I know you also subscribe to the counseling room, accept the fact, you are too abnormal, which person will say you are normal if you often go into the counseling room, please, you know for yourself the room is only for troubled children.”
“I.. Not having a defense.. Are you really sure about this?”
“Of course, you think the paper I gave you was a joke?”
“Let me ask you one thing, will you go and never come back Gil?”
“Hmmm to be honest I don't know, my parents' job this time looks not too long, so maybe I'll come back when you get to class 3.”
“1 more years yes hmm.. Your decision is so upsetting you know, we just got into 2nd grade and suddenly you want to move.”
“Hey do you think I want this? If my parents don't move, of course, this won't happen.”
“Alright I'll accept this, but you have to help me if anything happens.”
“Good! If you need help, call me on your smartphone, you have my number, right?”
“Ya yes of course I have.”
“Alright, so you want to ask me something before I leave? My train will come in 1 minute.”
“Hmm.. What about your house? Are you going to sell it?”
“I don't know.. Maybe yes maybe not, and hey remember this well, if you want to meet with me just say it!, we will meet at the usual point, and hey remember this is fine, if you want to meet me just say so, in district 12 right in the garden Flora.”
“Okay, I guess that's all I want to say.”
“Alright I'll go now, take care of yourself Junta!”
“Ya. you too.”
With that last conversation Gilda went inside the station and disappeared into the crowd, Junta saw a piece of paper neatly folded by Gilda, a warrant, Junta wanted to open it, but he felt unnecessary and put it into a bag, if one wanted to know how the Junta behaved in school, then the answer was just plain, ordinary, it may be just a few problems like arriving late or going to bed as class progresses, but if the Junta is compared to Gilda then it is clear who is the most troubled, because of that Junta is still confused why Gilda chose him to lead all the bad boys or thugs in their school, Junta also looks a little sad with the departure of Gilda, Gilda, although he was a thug but Gilda was a good boy, and also he was the only person in that school who was quite close to Junta, yes, Junta did look like a loner, indeed, or someone who is quite unapproachable, but it's all he does with a reason, a powerful reason whose power exceeds the price of his own life.
- Uncle Ji's shop, looking as quiet as ever, his appearance had also not changed for 16 years, Junta was sitting at one of the tables, waiting for his order to arrive.
“This is Junta, as usual.”
“Thank you Uncle Ji.”
Uncle Ji put down the food he brought and sat down beside the Junta.
“So.. How's your school?”
“Abiasa course, no problem.”
“It doesn't feel like you're in class 2 High School Yes Junta.. Whereas when you first came to this store you were so small.”
“Yes.. I don't even remember when I came to this store for the first time.”
Junta blew his food that was emitting white smoke, a y-noodle with the topping of an egg, some sliced meat and a loaf of bread, the sauce was slightly reddish in color illustrating that the food must have been spicy in taste, the old man only saw Junta eat, his wrinkled skin covered by a white chef-style shirt, if someone doesn't see Uncle Ji's face then they might think that Uncle Ji is 27 years old, Junta and Uncle Ji are very close, this was because Uncle Ji was a good friend of Junta's parents, it could be said that Junta trusted Uncle Ji the equivalent of him trusting his own parents.
“Hey Junta, by the way how is your research situation?”
“No results Uncle, I'm still looking for clues.”
“You know Junta, sometimes I still dream, in that dream I see you, Kou, your Father and Mother, all of them come to this shop and enliven the atmosphere as usual, Kou said, there is a very active Kou, there is also your father who is very noisy when he eats, then there is your mother who looks overwhelmed by the attitude of your father and your sister, that is, I really miss them.”
The junta simply continued to eat his food, not responding to Uncle Ji's words.
“I also still can't believe that your parents were killed in the middle of the crowd when the snow decorated the night sky in this city.. I mean, I know your father and mother are powerful witches, without them maybe this town wouldn't be what it is today, but it looks like fate says something else and finally your parents' heroic story is buried deep and no one knows what happened exactly.”
Junta finished the rest of his meal and started staring intently at Uncle Ji.
“I don't care what happens with this city Uncle, I just want to find my parents' killers and I'll kill them with my own hands.”
“I don't want to get in your way, but I can't help you either, you know I'm just an ordinary human being, I'm not someone with superpowers like magic, either, what I can do is just give you advice, as is commonly done by parents.”
“I know, Father and Mother have taught me many things, including controlling anger and staying calm, I just ask Uncle to always open his eyes and ears, he said, give me any information related to my parents' case, even if it has nothing to do with magic.”
“Yes of course I will give you the information if I have, but Junta, that case was 8 years ago, you are now 16 years old right? Do you think there are still people out there talking about this?”
“To be honest no Uncle, many have forgotten my parents' case, the police have also long closed this problem, the, nor can I blame the police for the murder of my parents is not an ordinary murder that can be investigated by normal people, but I wish there was someone out there who was still talking about my parents' case and had 1 or 2 information.”
“Yes.. I feel the same way as you, I just don't understand why someone would want to kill a hero like your parents.. Magic is also something you don't trust anymore, it just complicates your investigation because no one will believe what you're going to say.”
“We just end this talk Uncle, I don't want anyone to hear our talk.”
“Ah yes of course, sorry to have talked about this with you.”
“It's okay, I can already control my anger more now so no problem.”
“Alright as usual you don't have to pay for that food.”
“Sorry often troubles you Uncle.”
“Not mind, your parents have helped me a lot, compared to that help, the help I give you is nothing.”
With that Junta smiled as kindly as ever, then he came out of Uncle Ji's tavern and stepped his feet back home, the sky was already dark, the moon and stars began to decorate the night sky with the lights of the street also began to be lit, this nuance slightly reminded Junta of the tragic events that he could not forget, he said, just like this is the atmosphere of the night where Junta's parents were killed in the middle of the crowd in a park, more precisely on Christmas Eve when the snow was falling, thinking of this made Junta lower his head, while walking he kept recalling the last seconds before his old man breathed his last, while walking, unknowingly Junta's tears fell and he kept walking in such conditions throughout the journey.
