Patencies

40. Wonder

Adriell's hand went up, zooming in and swiping a bit of the photo that was plastered real on her friend's phone while muttering a few times.

"Screen protector you broke, huh? Replace the gih," joked Lesya while taking a bottle filled with water and drinking it.

Andreas bent his face, annoyed that the people in front of him did not catch what he meant.

"I mean it-"

"blood. We saw it, before you even took the photo," Zeline cut off quickly, as if she didn't let Andreas speak.

Aerylin nodded once, confirming the brownish black-blanketed girl's words. "The blood is really a lot, it's even in some corner of the house and it's starting to dry up. Some of them seem to have dried up a long time ago."

The young man who was always joking was stunned. "So .. Do you know?"

"Don't doubt the sensibilities of both of them."

Andreas diverts his attention from Aerylin and looks at the pink girly girl. "You mean?"

"You know," Lesya looked at all of them, especially Aerylin and Zeline, "their sensitivity is both high. Probably the highest among us all."

With a typical smile, Lesya ended her speech and reopened a new snack. "In fact, I thought it was paint. Given that the house belonged to a teacher and there was no way he would do such a thing."

Nine people there nodded, slightly agreeing with the words of the head of OSIS who was cool to eat snacks calmly.

"But then, with the photos taken by Andreas makes me sure that something is going on, or may have happened," he said steadily.

"But what? What's going on and do we have a right to interfere?"

The one asked shook slowly. "It's a good question and this is the important point" he said, staring at Zeline. "You think" he asked, "we have the right to interfere?"

Both corners of the lips were slowly drawn, forming a very sweet smile. "certain. Of course we have no right to interfere with their problems."

"And we always interfere," Aerylin added in a very flat tone.

Seven people except the three of them nodded. "It's true."

"We can't do that."

Lesya suddenly looked at the voice with one eyebrow rising. "Why?" he asked confusedly.

Kaila as the one who rejected the words of her friends gulped violently. "It could be a dangerous business. Soon we're third grade, exam class where we're gonna be whipped-"

"Then?"

The question seemed to awaken itself from all the possibilities. That,

I can't stop him from walking forward.

Kenzo cleared his throat, trying to break up the fight in this silence. "In short, we won't interfere if there's nothing disturbing" Kenzo said, hoping the girl with the pink mane understood what she meant.

"Indeed like that," said Lesya while entering the last snack.

And it will be like that no matter how.

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"You avoided me" said Lesya to the point, as she and Kaila were in the OSIS room. His other friends were going to pick up a bag in their class.

The girl in blue looked clumsy. "I'm not avoiding you."

"I know that something happened to you. You don't want a story?"

Breathing he could hear. It took almost three minutes before Kaila opened her voice. "You know," said the adis, turning her body and facing Lesya. "I'm sick of myself."

Lesya was about to cut Kaila's words but stopped the intention.

Better to hear a lot when someone is venting.

"I .. hate myself."

His gaze changed softly. The pink-blossomed girl slightly felt a translucent aura emanating from Kaila.

"I don't deserve to live."

"You deserve. Everyone deserves to live."

"Exception to me."

Lesya gritted her teeth, trying to hold back the emotions that seemed to overflow. "Listen," he said slowly but firmly, trying to take the attention of his interlocutor who seemed not to be in place.

"You, man. There are many trials at every step of your life, and the solution to all those trials is no less. That's the essence of life."

Kaila's grip on Lesya's shoulder grew stronger, as if trying to convey an indiscernible feeling.

His mouth was open for a moment. "I'm scared."

"I know."

I've always been like that, just invisible.

"Lesya, a few days ago my father came to visit."

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"What's wrong?"

A man, standing in the doorway with a clumsy smile. "Would you go eat out?"

One eyebrow went up, confused by the invitation. "Suddenly? Why?"

"Yes .. you know," she said before stepping in and sitting on the edge of the bed. "Sometimes we have to go eat out."

Suspicious of the boss.

"Feel you messed up?" guessed the young man who instantly made a red hue quickly creeping across the face of his interlocutor.

Really messed up like, his face to be red.

"M-want no? My offer is only once!"

I'm not sure just this once you offered me a meal outside.

Scratching the head of the back that was not itchy, Alfred stood up from his place and slightly pushed Alland out of his room.

"I'm going to change clothes. Just wait outside, not long."

The sound of the door being closed invites a sigh of relief from someone in the room.

"You okay?"

"Yes, it's fine."

Alfred wasn't lying. She kept walking towards the closet and started looking for clothes as she connected through a voice call with someone across the street.

"I turned off the phone?"

"Don't!"

"Did you?"

"N-can't you say, the phone package you made last time will run out today?"

"Yes .. and then?"

"Rather than wasted, it's better to spend it through this call."

Nalea who was connected through a voice call with Alfred immediately kept her phone away from her ear and stared intently at the square object.

"Ga sister, ga sister, just the same," he muttered in a very slow voice, trying to keep his words from being heard by the youth.

"You still there?"

"Yes, it's still here. Are you leaving already?"

"Yet. Suddenly big brother wanted to pee so I was told to wait in the living room."

Nalea slightly pulled both corners of her lips, feeling amused herself as soon as she heard Alfred call Alland sister.

No matter how much the two were brothers, it was only natural that Alfred would call him that.

"Hello?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Alfred looked at the shoes he was wearing. He was sitting on the sofa, waiting for his brother while talking to Nalea. "Don't turn off the call."

"Yes ...? Why that?"

"It's okay."

Across there, Nalea raised one eyebrow. "Says it's okay but told not to turn off the call ..."

Silence welcomed both. It was a bit long before the voice of the young man came back.

"I ... My sister came back from the toilet. Sorry for confusing you and thank you for taking the call from me. I'm turning it off?"

Right after the young man asked, the sound of the call sign had been turned off rang.