
"Hi, Brother!" Greet the 1st grader cheerfully to Kudo.
"You anyway. What's up, huh?" Tanya Kudo thought there was no art duty.
Mia stared cynically at Kudo who turned out to be practicing as well as she was approached by a lower class child.
"Who is that boy? Very familiar with Kudo," said Mia curious.
"That's the underclassman on the 1st floor of the same club as Kudo. If it's not wrong, it's Mokona. The rumor is that the boy really likes Kudo" Rita said, lowering her voice.
Of course Mia did not expect at all. "Bueeeh how can you? It's hard to believe, Kudo, who I feel is very bad," Mia said in a loud voice.
"Why? Jealous or envious? Well it's natural that even though I'm super at least a lot of likes. Rather than you haughty and fierce pompous grandmother whichever one would like," Kudo sneered while sneering.
Mia immediately burned to the fire seeing Kudo.
"Don't be so Mia, it's not good. I think Kudo is cool you don't know he's a lot of fans, you know" said Tari. The others agree.
Mia grew incredulous and laughed so hard. Still mocking Kudo.
"Basar granny attachments. Let's just talk outside, here's a girl who's jealous that big brother is famous" Kudo said in a loud voice as well.
The boy named Mokona was astonished, then looked at Mia with a very dislike gaze.
At half-nine, the lesson begins where the teacher is late to the class. As the lesson progresses, a student from the next class asks for permission because Kudo was called by the art teacher.
"Sorry Mom, I was told by Mr. Ogah for Kak Kudo to be called to the art club" said the student.
"Kudo, go. When you're done you can see the notes of your other friends," said the Physics Teacher.
"Well, ma'am," said Kudo and left with the student.
In the teacher's room, there was already a statue that was half the size of a body.
"Mom, I'm sorry I went to the toilet" Mia said.
The teacher nodded and allowed, Mia immediately ran away and went downstairs with a different ladder.
"Ah, Kudo please bring this statue to the Arts club room. We're going to draw this statue with other creations" the art club's teacher said.
"Well, sir," said Kudo, who raised the statue.
When Kudo was looking for the student, suddenly there was no one there but him and the club teacher.
"Why, Kudo? Find who?" Ask Teacher.
"No sir, it's just that the student who called me suddenly didn't exist" Kudo said.
"Lho's? Right also said you. I asked him to help me call you. Where's she? Maybe he went to his class. Be careful, the statue is expensive" said the teacher a little worried.
"Ready, sir," said Kudo and lifted his statue quite heavy.
On the stairs to the bottom there was Mia who wanted to go up. Just as Kudo was about to step on the same stairs as Mia, another child suddenly appeared accidentally banging his hand against Kudo's shoulder.
"Eh? EEEEEEEHHH!!" Shouted Kudo who lost his balance and his statue first that escaped from his embrace.
Mia was shocked and too late to avoid, finally the head of the statue fell on Mia's ankle.
"YYYYYYY!!!" Shouted Mia hysterically in pain.
Kudo was shocked and then got up and lifted the statue and then fell silent to see what happened to Mia. Mia's ankle swelled purplish blue, and the teachers took her to the nearest Hospital.
"Your daughter had a very hard impact on her ankle, it doesn't mean there's no hope of a full recovery, it only takes a long time to rehabilitate" said the doctor, who had bandaged her bruise.
Hearing that mia cried as if all her training efforts were falling apart. "What about my match? I need to get well soon, Doc," asked Mia.
"What can I do, Mia. You can follow the match next year until your feet heal," said his mother stroked Mia's head.
Kudo then comes while carrying a bouquet of roses he feels very guilty, Mia's parents tell him that it is not his fault.
"Mia, I'm sorry. Here," said Kudo giving her the bouquet.
Mia who was still crying because she would not be able to become an athlete anymore, looked very angry at Kudo.
"YOUR WAYS! WHY BRING ALL THE FLOWERS?" Shouted Mia while throwing the bouquet onto the floor.
"Stop, Mia! It was not his fault that the statue fell because another disciple accidentally knocked his hand," his mother said, taking the beautiful bouquet.
"It's her fault, Pah. You ruined my dream! Heal my legs! Return it to the way it was!!" Shouted Mia and cried again.
"I'm sorry, Kudo. Mia's still in shock that she's going to put flowers in the house, yes, if there's a chance that Mia's damaged here" said her mother put it in her bag.
Kudo nodded, naturally Mia hated him so much now. Kudo then asked for permission to go home.
"Already, don't think about what Mia said. He did" his father said, calming Kudo down.
Kudo glanced at Mia who was still crying. On the way to the Hospital door, Kudo thought.
"If only then could I have kept her from falling, surely Mia wouldn't have hated me so much" she thought lowered her head.
From Mia's bedroom window, her father sighed. "Tomorrow you don't have to go in first huh,"
"Until when?" Asked Mia with a sharp eye.
"Until it heals and you can walk on your own. Practice at home" his father said.
"YES UNTIL WHEN? IT WON'T HEAL, PAH! I WON'T!" She screamed again and cried in the blanket.
Later that night, Mia was forced to practice using a walking stick assisted by her parents. Sometimes he was angry but afterwards kept quiet because his father was raging.
The next morning, Mia decides to enter the school using a walking stick. His face looked fierce, he put his bag on his own desk. His friends came to see his condition.
"Mia, are you okay?" Ask A worriedly.
"It's a little better, I'm sure you'll recover quickly. Patience yes," said Tari patting Mia on the shoulder.
But Mia brushed him off she didn't need any sympathy or pity.
"Don't despair, yes" the class president added.
"WHAT WHITE!? I'M NOT A SPECTACLE! GO THERE!!" Mia's snapping made everyone in the class shocked.
"Basic, just got a statue so that's how it is, already yelling at people, in vain we help him about the picket. Turns out the guy didn't know himself" said A disappointedly and left.
Mia was silent. He pulled out a book with a loud bang on his desk.
"Yes right, you don't need to be angry. We just want to give you support" said Rita in annoyance.
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