Not my Youth!?
Chapter 6 Likes what
In this world there are some people who have a certain hobby. Unusual hobbies, or hobbies that he deeply indulges in.
“Kram is still about the supernatural?”, Rito asked Akram who did not keep his eyes away from the book.
“Ya.. ", Akram answered lazily. His eyes have not moved.
We are now sitting in class enjoying our meal at break time.
Without taking his eyes off Akram took a piece of chicken from his food box.
This guy takes supplies to school. Exemplary. He also read books during the break. Good examples.
But the books he usually reads are always themed on supernatural or spiritual stories, ranging from novels to encyclopedias, the science of asceticism, to the way of summoning
creatures. Some books like that I know are widespread on the internet. Akram has it all.
One of them is being read by Akram now. The glasses guy I saw on the first day was Akram. We started getting familiar too because I was commenting on the mystical encyclopedia he was reading. The cover of the book looks unique.
It's just that I hope he doesn't become a child shaman or try dangerous rituals.
Akram in is one person who has this unique favorite. Supernatural and spiritual. I know there may be many people who have the same likes, but for 15 to 16 years I lived, I never met anyone as enthusiastic as Akram.
Should I say that there are many cowards?
Honestly I myself like supernatural things, but if asked if I want to experience it, maybe not.
“Oh, you also like stories like this”, Rito said while looking from beside Akram. He saw the page Akram was reading.
Acram looked panicked, his face slightly flushed. “What's wrong, right? I'm also a man.”
Rito smiled as he patted Akram on the shoulder. Akram looks unhappy. He looks embarrassed.
“Tough and tight cream is also the same as these two rose seekers.”
I don't know why he glanced at me with a meaningful look.
“Rose seekers?”
“Romansa bro”, Rito replied to me.
“Oh... “
"I don't think I'm gonna be looking for roses in a hurry."
“Does our school have this kind of story?”, Rito said, pointing to a page from Akram's book.
“Entailah, what if ask upperclassman?”
What kind of story? Out of curiosity I also looked at the designated page.
Ah, that.
“If there's such an amazing, I so want to see it.”
“You don't want to experience it En?”
I shook my head at Rito's question.
What Akram is reading is a supernatural romance. You could say this time the story is a bit in a romantic direction, unlike the usual Akram. Although there is a supernatural element in it.
A werewolf gang of women and a boy High School. What an implicit title. The boy will probably have his own harem. The title sounds interesting, there is almost no scary impression.
When I turned the page I found the title of another chapter, Wind love Elf girl from Dresden. Dresden, Germany?
“Normally werewolf many men – men."
"Hmp! Not necessarily most men, who knows there are indeed women”, Akram impaling me with a tone
reassuringly.
“I want to see it, women are transformed into werewolf”, said Rito. "It seems there is something strange if thought about, but thrilling", continued Rito while imagining something.
Sounds interesting. I wish every once in a while a female werewolf could be popular.
“I do not deny”, reply Akram while fixing the position of his glasses.
I think someone is approaching behind me now.
“Hei Enric.”
“Can you stop whispering softly in my ear? I'm shuddering.”
Lately this girl is very happy to do this. Anna's.
“What's up?”
“You eat the same –?”, Anna raises the provisions in her hand.
“I'm done.”
I'll put the rest of my trash on the table.
“Oh, what a pity then next time. – By the way, about werewolves, I know
someone, you know?”
Anna left the word – the word. He blinked one of his eyes at me. Apparently you overheard our conversation, and please don't leave before you explain what you said last.
“Enric, since when did you get along with him?”, Rito asked in surprise.
“Entah, I just go with the flow.”
“I'm starting to envy.” Rito tried to catch me but it didn't work. Your physique is still not strong, buddy.
“What makes me curious is that he knows a werewolf.” Akram looks serious.
“That one?!”, chirps Rito.
"His words just now were probably joking. Don't be so dizzy."
Funny also to see the face of Akram who seemed to weigh the words of playfulness just now.
I don't think that's debatable.
Rito sighed. “Yes, yes, mr occultis”, said Rito not interested.
Speaking of occultists, I think I've heard something from grandfather about his experience when dealing with a sect. If not the wrong sect name Morgod,
or Mogod? Between those two.
“Kram, have you heard of Morgod?”
Akram answer fast, “Sekte Black Morgod?”
“Iya it!”
“What is it?”, asked Rito not to know.
“If it is not wrong that sects operate in Europe, they even have a place for official worship and rituals in a country, had entered our country, but successfully dissolved by the police. It felt.. Uh! They call themselves
they're naga.” followers
“Dragon.. I thought demons. “Why dragon?”
“Because it's cool right?”, cut Rito.
Not paying attention to Rito at all Akram continued to explain, “Goodness, heaven, blessing, everything. Dragons are also often considered sacred in many countries
the country. Don't you see the pool guardrail in front of the school?”
“Ah, naga” shape, replied Rito.
Ah that dashing shape. Also true. If you think it's true too said Rito, dragons always look cool.
“Already, I want to buy water briefly”, said Akram while standing from his chair.
“I am coming, I also want to buy air”, said Rito.
I don't lack water, I think it's enough. Just waiting for the next lesson.
“Enric”, said Anna approaching me again.
“Hm? You finished eating? Fast too.”
Anna shook her head, then opened her food box. “How about try?”, it offers.
I just said my stomach was full. But let him offer so I try a little.
“This boiler is delicious.” In addition to the shrimp there is still the rest of the cabbage and half rice.
“My intention was to share it with you, but since you said you did.. “, Anna said in a soft tone, her eyes but looking at me, “You want the rest?”, she asked doubtfully.
Oh, let it be. 60 grams of rice is nothing. “Ya.” I took the box out of Anna's hand. He looks happy because I'm being praised. But it is true that this food is delicious.
“Ah, take it easy, still clean really, I also did not enter anything strange”, he reminded..
The moment I welcomed this box I didn't even think about it.
“You make it yourself?”
“Yes, look-alike I'm good at cooking.”
“Oh. Indeed your shadow of being able to cook is on my mind."
The word self which represents.
“Thank you.”
Anna, who has received her box back, looks happy. “Other times let's eat together”, said Anna with a big smile.
“Sure.”
I felt Rito and Akram watching me from afar while folding hands. They seem to be looking at something. Have you guys returned from the canteen? That's fast.
I raised my chin as a gesture to ask “What?”
“Rosetseekers”, says Akram whispering.
“He said earlier was not in a hurry.”
Whisper you are heard. Anna also turned her body realizing the two of them.
“Do not read further.”
“Really?”, Rito said in a tone of disbelief.
While Anna just smiled sweetly and said, "Dah" to me, then returned to her stool.
“You're. You're also too fond of the romance to, anything brought into that realm.”
“No problem right? 3 Years bro, only 3 years we are here”, he said as if not believe what I said. “Kan, cramps?”, he continued.
“Ya, as long as you don't overdo it. By the way I'm not too interested”, he replied trying to sound cool.
Stare...
Rito and I looked at him uncertainly.
“Werewolf and landlord”, Rito said in a mocking tone.
“Wind love Elf girl from Dresden.”
Akram blushed hearing that. He said in a flat tone while fixing the position of his glasses, “Yes, a little does not matter indeed, as long as you do not forget the task of the student.”
“Exit also Akram the exemplar”, teased Rito.
“But true said Akram, romance and lessons are the rights of the child Sma.”
Akram nodded. Rito put on a lazy expression. I think they're both different natures.
