Re - Growth of Life

Holidays (3)

Thomi's mother came to the living room with a snack of one jar of hot biscuits for us to eat, waiting for the main course to come.

Ten minutes we waited for the food while chatting and eating biscuits made by Mother Thomi, finally came also the dish that had been waiting for by her cute and puffy child. Three pieces of noodle soup with a secret spice have arrived.

Abel rubbed his hands, looking enthusiastic, then immediately took the bowl and sipped the noodles and broth quickly, as fast as people who had not been fed for days.

“Uh... Your mother's cuisine has never failed Thom!” Abel scowled at Thomi's praise, then quickly turned his eyes back to the noodle soup in his hand.

Thomi's cheeks that were previously red, now even more reddened because Abel praised. But isn't he cooking it? “Iya, come Adrian, do not hesitate.” Thomi shifts one bowl of the noodle sauce, encouraging her to eat it. Without much thought, I nodded, then took out the bowl containing the noodles.

Sure enough, Abel's reaction was not excessive. These noodles are delicious, hard to explain. This delicious noodle soup with a very large portion (for small child sizes) is indeed the best. Salty, sweet, and other inexplicable flavors, united into their gravy without any colliding flavors.

The size of the noodles, too, is not too big or small. It is soft-textured when slurped and can be easily chewed.

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After finishing eating Thomi's mother's cooking, we agreed with her and went to a large field where they usually practice duels there (they said anyway).

Thomi took a standby attitude like a goalkeeper who blocked the arrival of the ball. The training is simple, Abel and I just need to attack Thomi. So does Thomi who just needs to attack us both.

Doesn't seem to balance? Indeed, but it was actually Thomi's own will. Abel has warned several times, but Thomi still insists on fighting us both alone.

“OK, you guys ready?” Thomi skipped a little.

We nodded, and the training began.

Without saying much, Abel had nimbly swept his right hand forward making a large floating ball-shaped water, and directly threw it towards Thomi who from the beginning was ready to receive the opening attack.

Thomi managed to block the attack and smiled, “Wah, it seems that only Abel can fight me. You don't have the power, do you, Adrian?”

I ran sideways, smiling little not answering. Then gripped the sand that was in the small pocket of my pants and immediately threw it to Thomi.

Thomi who was still smiling underestimated me, was late in anticipating the impromptu attack. His eyes flickering, unable to see in a few seconds.

Abel ran forward grinning, making a large enough water ball and releasing the ball-shaped water towards Thomi which enveloped his entire body and made him unable to breathe, a few seconds later, he finally collapsed.

The first round of practice was won by me and Abel.

I smiled, jumping back to the starting position before the training began.

Abel broke the water ball, then took a few steps back to level with me.

Thomi was still sitting, looking up at the still clear sky, then breathing as much air as possible.

“Good. I shouldn't underestimate you. But I'm sure, I'll win the remaining two rounds.” Thomi clenched her hands, grinning. His spirit turned out to be unbreakable just because of the attack earlier.

We are ready to take position.

I took three steps back, in anticipation of the attack Thomi was using. This time he looked a little different from the previous round, his left hand suddenly turned into a yellow-colored slime.

Thomi flicked her left hand forward. I glared slightly, surprised by his attack and then lowered my head.

Thomi's legs also turned into yellow mucus, making it slide quickly towards us. more precisely towards Abel. Because Abel is the main focus of our strength.

Thomi tried to hit Abel with both hands that had become yellow mucus, but Abel was ready from the beginning with the attack, directly jerking his palm into the grass, making the water that had been flowed earlier into a long arrow as if out of the ground was absolutely about Thomi.

However, the attack was in vain.The attack only penetrated his body which had become yellow mucus.

I reached into my little bag. Weapons to melt the slime where yes... Uh! This is!

Three small black balls wrapped in white paper.

I ran towards Thomi. After remaining the distance he was meters, I threw the three black balls to Thomi's head, body, and legs which had become slime.

The attack was effective in making his mucus evaporate. Thomi turned sharply to look at me. He covered his mucus all over Abel's body, except for his face and hardened it.

Without waiting for me to throw the black ball, Thomi was already sliding, moving like flowing water. So quick.

The fat body is getting bigger seconds, making the afternoon sun covered by the mucus. Thomi laughed out loud, staring down. He immediately dropped his body to the ground.

I didn't get to see exactly what Thomi did to me. I was just busy reaching into my small pocket looking for the right thing to protect myself from such merciless attacks.

Uh! Got it! A second later I threw a small blue ball onto the surface of the ground, creating a half-rounded wall of a thin, blue membrane.

Thomi's attack had already hit the green grass and replaced by Thomi's yellow mucus that had spread to all corners of the vast field. Abel also got hit.

Moments later, Thomi's head emerged from one of the soil surfaces affected by her mucus. The protective membrane I threw was still standing. Thomi's yellow mucus is not sticky if it comes into direct contact with the membrane.

Thomi's yellow head growled to see I was fine after being hit by her merciless attack.

“Ck, I thought you'd freeze like Abel and the grass around this field, Adrian!” Thomi clenched her jaw.

“Hah? I froze just because of your lousy attack?” A less clear voice sounded from in front of me. That must be Abel's voice!

Sure enough, the mucus that curbs all over Abel's body immediately softens. Abel grinned while pointing at Thomi's yellow head.

“Now it's over Thomi!” Abel raised his hand, made a kind of wide circle around Thomi's yellow head, and the arrow that soared up into the sky with a little something different from the previous arrow hit and scratched Thomi's head.

A few seconds later the arrow turned curved into a water-shaped ball with a little air there, a little floating up.

Right after that, my thin membrane broke.The thin membrane turned back into a small ball of blue.

Abel laughed cheerfully, “Now you've lost to Thomi! Two empty! Hahahaha.”.

I stepped closer to Abel, embracing her shoulder, smiling.

Thomi chuckles, “Hah? Lose out? The real game has just started.”