
Bruk!
Shima fell down for a few times. The sweat that soaked his body instantly turned cold when hit by the snow. The man chose to give up. He admits that he is still not able to beat Hiro.
Watching the fight was over, Kogoro stepped foot in. Brazenly smiled and looked straight at Hiro. He was amazed by the teenager. Moreover, it was a coincidence that he was also looking for a martial expert like Hiro.
"I understand now, why you can grab that bag so easily!" kogoro chirps. Talking about bags containing illegal drugs.
"Uncle, since when did you come?" shima asked as she got up and stood up. He looked at the uncle with a frown.
Kogoro smiles and invites Hiro and Shima into the house. I mean to talk about something important. That's about Shima's father's debt that is still not paid off. Not even close, because the longer the flowers continue to grow, like weeds in fertile soil.
"Now I don't have enough money to pay the debt. Especially soon I also have to pay your school fees and Shiro," said Kogoro. Speak the word while putting a sad tinge on his bed.
"Did you make me feel guilty on purpose?" shima concluded with her sour face. He didn't know whether to be angry or not. The instincts of kindness and empathy were arguing with each other in his mind. Confused whether he should give mercy to a con man like Kogoro. But on the other hand his uncle did his job to help his two nephews.
"No money? didn't the forbidden thing in the bag make a lot of money?" ask Hiro. He knew everything about the white powder stuff from Shima.
If Hiro teaches martial arts, then Shima provides more knowledge about the modern world. So now Hiro knows a lot more, about some things in the 21st century. Including illegal drugs that he had tasted accidentally.
Kogoro. "It was a business together. The result will be divided equally. So, don't make so much money for one person" he explained, taking a cigarette out of his jacket pocket.
"Then how are you gonna pay my school bills and dues?" shima asked, suddenly worried.
"Let's see, I'm thinking about it. Maybe I'll cheat again. But this time I wanted a bigger scale. So that your father's debt can be paid off immediately!" Kogoro started lighting his cigarette with a lighter. Sip it, then let out smoke from his nostrils.
"If you do and you can pay off all the debt, can it be the last time?" Shima looked expectantly.
Kogoro just smiled, hearing Shima's words that impressed like a plea. "It feels impossible. I'm working with a small-time criminal. So, I only dare to take a small scale. It was also an occasional attempt we failed, as a result of the behavior of one careless person," he replied, followed by a rude snort.
"A careless warrior, will become an expert if trained well!" chirps Hiro while leaning his head against the back of the chair. He looked up, looking up at the ceiling of Shima's house.
His words suddenly made Kogoro look over. "Unfortunately, finding a teacher who is patient and willing to teach fools is very difficult!" he nodded his head.
"Ah right. If you're looking for a comfortable training ground, come to Guree's apartment. On the seventh floor. There are many facilities to practice martial arts." Kogoro said again. He paused his sentence, to get a puff of cigarette smoke out of his mouth. "And on the floor it was a bit quiet, because people were more interested in boxing than in traditional martial arts" he continued, doing the same pose as Hiro.
"We'll think about it." Hiro explained, ending the conversation. They were silent to each other.
Hiro scanned the movements of his classmates. And he's the only one who hasn't answered a single question about the exam. The time that kept going made Hiro feel even more urged.
"Ten minutes left!" said Hideo, the teacher who happened to be watching. His eyes kept on Hiro. Because according to him, Hiro is doing a suspicious activity.
Hiro lowered his head. Stare blankly at the paper containing dozens of Math problems. 'I shouldn't have gone back to school. It's better to join Kogoro than to do this" he lamented from the heart.
Suddenly Hiro's sense of smell caught a familiar perfume. Its fragrant aroma was very distinctive, and was only used by schoolgirls like Izumi. The girl walked past where Hiro was sitting. His hands moved like shadows. Until the lump of paper is thrown right onto the table.
Hiro hurriedly opened the lump of paper Izumi gave him. His eyes widened when he saw the code that looked like the answer to the problem. Without a second thought, Hiro immediately copied the answer onto the answer sheet. It only took him about ten minutes to write it. Next Hiro immediately collected the answer sheet and left the class.
In front of the class, Izumi was already waiting. The girl was seen leaning her body against the wall. He rushed after Hiro who seemed to be grimacing away towards Shima's class.
"Are you and Shima tied up with some magical rope? you've never been separated like a chick and its mother!" Izumi's critics liken her path to Hiro's.
"Maybe.." replied Hiro. He watched Izumi continue to stare intently at him.
Hiro understood Izumi's gaze. The girl must have expected a thank you from him.
"Thank you for that one." Hiro had no choice but to say it. He actually felt very heavy doing it. His heart would not easily melt, even though an arrogant girl like Izumi had given him an answer to the test. For Hiro it's just a small thing. Izumi's actions were just like a small dot on a piece of paper.
Hiro and Izumi are now waiting for Shima. Both leaned against the front wall of the class.
"Look at Izumi, she has no friends other than her own babu."
"Hiro, even if you're a martial arts pro, you're still a stupid kid!"
Several slurs from the students who passed by were caught in Hiro's hearing. He doesn't care about it. But in contrast to Izumi, who immediately changed her expression to frown.
"Hiro, will you do something for me?" Izumi asked with a serious look. Hiro suddenly tilted his head while raising his eyebrows. A sign that he is ready to listen to Izumi's words.
"Let's move schools!" Izumi. Making Hiro's eyes instantly round.
"Are you kidding me? we're going to third grade!" sahut Hiro, don't believe me.
"I'll give you until five in the afternoon. Answer before the time comes. Because if you were still in school here, you'd be affected too." Izumi said as she folded both hands in front of the chest. It seemed like he was preparing revenge for the people who had already bullied him.