Patencies

38. Cellphones (2)

"Kaila, are you seriously okay?"

"Yes, you can rest or you can go back home. Your face is pale ..."

The blue mane shook slowly. The six people who had now grown to nine stared at Kaila with pity. The girl constantly refused to go home and said that she was fine with her real face inversely proportional.

"Have you learned today?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Your answer is very short Kaila," said Adelle who invited a shout from Aerylin.

"Don't you see that she's shaking from earlier? Being able to answer that question alone should be grateful," explained the girl with such a boat mane.

Adelle rotated her eyeballs lazily. "Yes relax, I'm just saying, '" Adelle replied and focused all her attention on Kaila who was still sitting.

"Why are you scared like that?"

Zeline's question that could be said to be very sudden was inviting attention from all of them.

The girl with the tanned black mane looked at all of them with what gaze was I wrong?

Lesya held her head that felt like it was going to break. "Kaila was afraid of blood, so she trembled at the sight of the accident," said Lesya calmly, occasionally rubbing the back of her friend who was still trembling.

"Well, the rider was also wrong, but the dog wasn't entirely right either."

Eight people nodded, agreeing with Savier's words because the young man saw the incident directly with his own eyes.

The bell sign that the first hour is about to start rings just as Kaila is standing from the seat.

Some of them dropped out of the class and would meet again after school hours.

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"Good morning," he said politely to the security guard who was arranging his mane to look neat.

The guard smiled for a moment before answering the greeting of the child. "Oh, good morning, son. Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked kindly.

The boy reached into his pants pocket before answering. "Anu, I want to give this phone to my brother, but I don't know where his class is. Can Uncle help me?" he asked the man expectantly.

"Who's your brother's name, son?"

"Kaila," he answered steadily as he stared at his interlocutor.

"Oh, son of Kaila anyway." The boy nodded a few times, happy that the person he asked knew his brother.

"What's your name, son?"

"Dio. My name is Dio" he said with a smile on his face.

"Your sister's class is on the second floor, after you go up the stairs straight and find class '2-3'."

Dio nodded. "Thank you Uncle."

"What needs to be delivered?," he bargained with the child.

"Mhm, no need Uncle, I can do it myself," she said subtly and did not forget to say a word of thanks before walking inside.

"The boy was very polite, more suitable to be his sister Lesya than Kaila," the security guard monologue was so that Dio's back was not seen.

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"Get the stairs, just go straight and find the class '2-3' ..."

"Ah, here's the ladder."

Dio slightly sped up his pace because he did not want himself to be a hindrance (if anyone was right behind him while climbing the stairs, Dio would walk more slowly due to nervousness) at his sister's school.

"Floor two" he said proudly, having come this far.

The boy is wailing. "Where are the '2-3' classes?" he asked himself, puzzled by the place he was now.

"Who are you looking for?"

Dio quickly turned around and found another man standing right behind him.

"A-anu, I'm looking for a d-two class ..."

"Kaila's sister, huh?"

"Look down, I don't eat people."

Dio lowered his head, not daring to look at the man at all. He was afraid, very afraid and increasingly afraid of all thoughts that came from himself.

"Dio's? What's Dio doing here?"

Finding there was a voice he was familiar with, the boy once again turned around and found the pink-blossomed girl who was staring at him in a daze.

Lesya looked at Ryan and Dio alternately while raising one eyebrow.

"Why are you two looking at me like that?"

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"I'm sorry and thank you Lesya, I'm really helped."

Geez, Kaila's sister this one is adorable.

"It's okay, by chance I was told by the teacher to pick up a book in the library and then I saw you," he explained at length as soon as he realized the look of the unpleasant face of his friend's sister.

"Can Brother Lesya give this to Brother?"

Lesya raised both her hands, parallel to her chest and shook her head slowly. "Why should I?"

Dio looked around, it was obvious that he was avoiding Lesya's gaze. "I'm afraid that you're embarrassed to see me with this look."

Where there is.

"No no no, Dio's mummy is here, why isn't Dio just giving the phone directly to Kaila?" Lesya replied and pushed slowly to her friend's sister.

"But Brother-"

"No but-but," cut it quickly and continued to push Dio all the way to the front of the Kaila class.

The knock on the door managed to stop the teacher's explanation inside. The woman with the mane in the bun looked in wonder at the door.

"Who?"

"I'm mom." Sounds from behind the door.

"Lesya? Why?"

The door opened, featuring a girl with a mane tied one back and of course, with a boy who kept his head down.

"Dio?"

"You know him Kaila?" asked the teacher as soon as he saw the reaction of one of his students.

The one asked nodded and walked towards the door.

"Izin for a moment ma'am" she politely said before leaving class.

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"Jeez, it's worth it" Sighed Kaila as the square object reached her hand.

"I thought I fell down the road earlier."

Lesya elbowed Kaila's waist slowly. "Your sister delivered the phone. Tell him what?" he whispered half-temptingly to the sky-blue-blossomed girl.

"Dio, thank you for delivering this phone."

A gentle rubbing could be felt in his head. The boy could only smile and slightly flutter because of the compliments he got.

Really, can I date Kaila's sister? She is so adorable ...

As if understanding what Lesya was thinking from earlier, the blue-covered girl looked at her sharply.

I'll hit you if I dare to do that to my sister.

The girl who served as the head of OSIS embraced her own body. "Kaila cruel once~"

"Damn you, inviting mass blows once you," muttered Kaila in a stifled voice, not wanting her rude speech to be heard by her sister.

Even though the two girls were making a loud noise, Dio whose incident was still blushing with the gentle strokes of the Big Brother on his head would not hear anything.

Big brother rubbed my head gently ...