Ren & Rena: World Heroes Legend

Chapter 1 Ren Gill Recalls Their First Meeting

My name is Ren Gill. "Ren" was taken from a collection of my parents' favorite names, while "Gill" was taken from the name of a king who was our ancestor. I am 17 years old and of course a virgin.

"In 2019, will God listen to my complaints this time?" I spoke to myself in front of the mirror.

"Ren, your friend has arrived!" shouted mom.

I came out of my room and headed to the living room.

My house is quite narrow, probably because we are a simple family that can only meet the needs of everyday life. Sometimes I think I have to be a Gilgolo to make a lot of money. Not meant to be arrogant, like this my face is quite handsome with blond hair neatly arranged.

Thinking about my appearance made me smile at myself.

Arriving in the living room, I saw a familiar girl during my life.

The girl's name is Rena Enkira. She is quite beautiful, has an ideal body for most women and long hair with green color. But of all, unfortunately he's flat like a laundry board.

B-not that I mocked him, this .. - is a compliment from me!

"Sorry, I kept you waiting."

Without further ado, Rena immediately apologized to me because he came not according to the schedule we had set together.

"I'm sorry but, next time don't repeat."

With a very confident face, I smiled at him.

Rena's face started to pout.

"What?" my many.

"It's okay, hmph!" Rena turned her face away from me.

Is he angry? Come on, you should be put to death if you don't keep your schedule. So, you should be thankful that you are still forgiven by me!

On the other hand, my mother started to laugh a little at our behavior.

"Almost forgot! Tomorrow's the first day of the new year, are you free?" ask Rena.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Dad invited you to attend a family event, considering you're our neighbors."

My face began to show discomfort to the invitation. This was not a simple matter as the Rena family was filled with politicians and also, those people would demean anyone who was under their family caste.

"It looks like we have activities on that day, maybe next time."

Actually I can understand it in the life of society but, I don't want Mom to be their mockery later.

Although it sounded rude, Rena understood what I meant.

"Well then, can I come?" ask Rena.

"Sure, if your father doesn't mind."

"Dad will never mind." Rena smiled cunningly.

Terrible, this girl is dangerous!

But, it was true that his father could not refuse the request from Rena. Although most of her family members were famous people, Rena's father never behaved rudely to others who were under her. Rena's father also often asked for my help to take care of her daughter, I can only smile because of her father's excessive request.

"Then it's decided! Right, Mother?"

I turned my eyes to Mom.

"Y-yes, sure."

My mother could only agree to our wishes because actually, I just made up an excuse to avoid the invitation. Instead of talking and going to make Rena know the facts behind my reasons, I prefer to be quiet and follow the path that goes according to my will.

Sounds like the attitude of a king but how else, this is the trait passed down by my ancestors.

"Then, how about we start eating?"

I directed Rena to the dining room.

At the dinner table there is only the usual home cooking and often called, the cuisine of the poor. I will not protest because our financial condition is declining as well as Rena, she is not picky when eating with us. Although she is from a wealthy family, Rena is not a spoiled girl who always scatters her family's wealth.

Instead, she was a very frugal girl. Thanks to that, I learned a lot about how to skimp from him.

"Rena, do you remember the memories from a year ago?" ask Mom with a bad smile.

I stopped my eating and said, "I'm still the same as I was, aren't you the one who changed? I mean, you used to be just a errand boy to me."

Hearing my words, Mom looked at me with an unhappy look.

"It's Auntie, what she said is true" Rena said with a smile.

Rena calms the mother who wants to hit me.

"But that's not good, Ren quickly apologized to him!"

Mom's starting to force me to do things that shouldn't be necessary right now.

"Yayaya, I'm sorry for my behavior at the time."

I apologize to Rena for being my errand boy.

Rena accepted my apology and the atmosphere here is starting to return to normal.

"After this, what are your plans?" ask Mother.

"Dating?"

After I said that, Rena's face started to turn red.

"Looks like, Mom smells romantic."

Mom smiled mischievously at both of us.

"Mother, don't tease Rena."

I stared hard at Mom.

"Yayaya, it's best that tonight there's a mistake, hehehe."

Not with Mom's attitude, I held Rena's hand and walked out of the house.

"Have fun until you're satisfied!" mom shouted to us.

Regardless of what he said, we just nodded with a smile.

...

On road.

Many people are coming with us. In order not to be separated, I held onto Rena's hand tightly. Sometimes I look at her face, but she never looks directly at me.

"It's pretty cold tonight."

I had trouble starting a conversation between us.

"Yes, I think so too."

Even though we were talking, Rena was still staring in the other direction.

After hearing his reply, I could only fall silent for not knowing what to say.

We walked on without speaking another word.

In silence, I began to recall what happened a year ago.

A year ago ....

When we first met the two of us.

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Hola! With Leo Natta here!

A little story, I made this story because I was interested in the world's first literary work (according to the info) entitled "Epos Gilgamesh". Not only because I was interested, I also just found out about Gilgamesh through the series "Fate Series" from which the concept of this story character.

A little info for you :

Gilgamesh was a king in the history of the Sumerian city-state of Uruk who was also a hero in Ancient Mesopotamian mythology and a major figure in Wiracarita Gilgamesh, an epic poem written in Akkadian at the end of the second millennium BC.

A gigolo (in French: a gigolette) is a fee that a woman keeps or hires as a lover, or it can be a hired man whose job is to be a dancing partner. The word gigolo comes from the French word for a woman who was employed as a dancing companion.