The Children Of Thalia

The Head of OSIS Helder Academy

The young man turned to me again, then returned to Ansel. To me again, to Ansel again. Then he pulled his hand. Without saying any more words, he sat on the sofa, relaxed his back, relaxed his shoulders, looking like melted jelly. With a peaceful face, he stared at the ceiling.

"If I disappear tomorrow, I hope you'll end my account."

Ansel chuckled, looked at the arrogant young man who looked like he had lost hope, then said cynically. "No, I removed it in front of your tombstone."

"Devil."

"Ha-ha-ha!!!"

"WAIT, SERIOUSLY, WHAT'S GOING ON!?"

I had to raise my voice. Seriously, what are they talking about? This guy sucks at games, doesn't seem authoritative even though I'm sure he's an important person. I understand, but what they were talking about afterwards I couldn't digest at all.

"Don't think too much. This guy always overreacts. Come on, just sit down, get yourself comfortable. Oh, you can also grab a second control stick under the drawer, you play Midgard Quest too, right?"

"No, thank you."

"It's a shame."

Ansel immediately sat down in front of the man, slightly to the side so that I could find a place. Still confused about the situation, I slowly sat down beside him. The person in front of me let out a long sigh, then sat down more seriously.

"Come on, it's at least more serious if it's facing me at school. There's a rule, you know?" The young man complains while tidying his hair. Her bangs covered part of her face, so I could only see her blue eyes like mine, or darker than mine.

"Well, you're out of work too, right? I think a casual introduction to this kid isn't bad either."

"It's funny to think this isn't bad." The young man then smiled faintly, turning to me with a more friendly wind around him. "Sorry, you should see something inappropriate as a first impression."

He said he was more polite than Ansel. I finally met a normal person.

"Ah, no. I didn't think about it too much."

The young man put his hands on his chest, then bowed slightly with eyes still staring at me.

"My name is Sean Fabre Sephoris, chairman of OSIS Helder. Although I said the head of OSIS, I was the same age as Ansel, so just relax as long as it is not related to school formalities. My gift, it can already be seen, I'm the aggressor type with the name of gift «Darkest», controlling the darkness."

Beautiful manners, or maybe that's how a good acquaintance should be, unlike the person next to me. I'm too used to the informal situation all along. I remember only a few people in Polaris who applied formal introductory rules during my time there. Seeing that again here makes me quite unnerved at once awkward. Immediately I also placed my right hand on my chest and bowed.

"Ah, greetings. I'm Theodore Radley Asera. Nice to meet you, Senior Sephoris."

"Just lean for you. I'm sure you don't want to be called Asera either, right?"

Of course he knows it.

"really. I'd appreciate it if senior knew me as Theodore Radley."

"I guessed it. Well, he also had a problem with Asera. I don't know, is there some kind of revenge? I mean, isn't that a good name?"

"Don't dig too deep, it'll be hard to close it." Cut the Ansel firmly. Thank you, for this only time I thank you. "More importantly, here's an invitation confirmation letter. He goes to Helder, the day after he takes the practice exam."

Sean took the letter, read it and saw my signature at the end of the letter. Confirmation complete. He closed the letter again neatly. 

"I'm going to go to the administration, but I also need the support files."

"Oh, I brought it!" soon I open the backpack. In the registration notice it has been mentioned to bring files such as birth certificates, previous diplomas, and proof of school approval for the achievements I received. I put the big envelope on the table, opened by Sean and checked one by one. "I have an NFC card in it, just in case you need digital data."

Seang reached into the envelope even deeper, taking out the card I meant. "A nice addition. Thank you." Thank you." He said with a smile. He placed the envelope again on the table, then let out a long sigh. "I think it's this way. You'll get your exam card tomorrow. Exam information is also written in full there, digital. Don't forget to bring the card as a test condition the day after tomorrow."

"I understand. Thank you, Senior Sean."

The man suddenly squinted his eyes. His body leaned slightly forward, looking at me as if it was laughing at me further. I slightly retreated backwards, but my mouth was still tightly closed as he returned to his normal seat.

"You don't look like him. Your eyes and hair are different." Said Sean. I understand why he said that, people often say that first.

"She looks more like her youngest sister, Elysia Ciaran. They were exactly the same until when I first saw her, I thought she'd become a primary school kid again." Ansel replied. That's also true, Lizzy is similar to him, which makes me unable to forget that person's face.

"Liz. But our eye color was exactly the same, until I got this gift at the age of five."

Sean squinted his eyes again, this time focusing more on looking me sharp. "After being noticed, the way you look at things is the same. You'll probably be just as creepy as he is later."

We're same. It's annoying, but it's true.

"He's been called creepy at school." Ansel again. "I also feel like they have the same potential power. It would be nice to have Asera on my team."

"With the payment of your life?"

Ansel glanced at me, as if he already knew what my plan was from the beginning. Maybe it was clearly on my face when I decided to sign up for Helder. He's not wrong, but I'd be lying if I told him I was sure I'd win against him.

"I hope." Answer's short.

Sean clapped his hand once, making my focus instantly on him. He stood up, glancing at the wall clock on our back wall.

"Well, look what time it is. The journey from there is far, right? Rest first now. Where are you staying?"

"Saunman's hotel on Egerney Street." Ansel answered, replacing me. "Great, he rented the hotel himself."

Sean's eyes widened, dumbstruck at Ansel's reply. I looked away as Sean's eyes rolled at me. It was a bit embarrassed to be glared at like this.

"You're already working? Great." praise Sean with admiration. I saw her eyes sparkle. Beyond a doubt, he is very expressive. 

"...... Just a freelancer." I muttered.

"Yes, at CTI." Ansel.

"The company's children."

"Eh, haven't you been to CTI?"

He was telling me, intentionally. I'm sure after seeing her annoying grin. I want to deny, but there is nothing to deny. Ansel was investigating my background, which I had no intention of hiding because I thought who would want to know about me? Lying was useless, I was out of words until Sean laughed a little with a smile that was so warm.

"It's no wonder you got an invitation." said Sean, "go away, get some rest. The exam will be very challenging. You're not taking the written exam tomorrow, so be prepared."

Oh, my eyes really can't take my eyes off of him. Mature and charming, until I felt like I was really dealing with a friendly leader. Right, this should be the standard for someone big, I was too distracted when I saw Ansel's reckless style. Sean is on a different level.

Until, the small voice of the young man next to me shattered my ideal shadow again.

"Don't be fooled, he's the one who always yells nonsense when playing games. Plus, he sucks."

"..... Thanks for the information." I muttered back. My voice was barely audible, I'm sure, but I knew Ansel who was the vibration controller could hear it clearly. 

I put my right hand again on my chest, bowed lower than before, in a more subtle motion than before, and said my greetings.

"See you later, Senior Sean. Thanks for the help."

Sean did the same gesture, with a view that really can not be separated from me. "See you later."

I want to turn around, go straight to the hotel, lay down, then sleep for the night. But the sudden exclamation made me pause for a moment.

"Oh, one more. I just want to make sure you actually worked at CTI?"

I really don't want to talk about it, because I don't want people to see me as more than just a normal teenager. But I want to believe that Sean just wanted to make sure. He's Ansel's friend anyway.

"Only an apprentice, not for long. Why?"

"Ah, no. It's okay then." Sean sat back down, leaned back on his couch and grabbed the controller again on the table. "It's just an early warning, no need to think too hard, but I hope you take that into account. If you meet DiMichelle's name later, it's better to leave. I can't tell you any further, it's classified information. But I'm telling you to carefully remember you're Asera."

DiMichelle again, huh? I know that conglomerate families sometimes engage in serious internal conflicts, such as power struggles or inheritance, but is it really that serious that I should be careful? Or does it have anything to do with my potential as a receiver, or as Theodore Radley himself?

"Ansel warned me yesterday too. I'll be careful."

Without any more words, I bowed for the last time as a final greeting, then walked outside the room. Ansel also followed. He displayed a peace mark on his finger before coming out as well.

"See you later, I hope you beat the boss."

"Oh, no need to worry. Eli's gonna help me."

Without replying again, Ansel closed the black door tightly. As before, there was no sound when the door was closed. Really great technology. 

"Is DiMichelle's conflict really that complicated?" I asked as I walked quickly down the corridor. Unexpectedly, Ansel let out a long sigh while patting the eel. Just this time I saw a face like that on his face. That means this matter is more serious than I thought.

"This is the most complicated case I've ever faced. If only the problem was just catching or ambushing, it would be easy."

"If this is a problem?"

Ansel turned his gaze for a moment. When we exited the corridor, the sun was almost setting.The sky was bathed in a reddish orange light that looked beautiful. The weather is also warm today, the weather is great for an afternoon walk. However, Ansel's next words instead made the wind around me feel cold like a strong snowstorm.

"Taking a life."

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