The Power Enthusiast

MINERVO 72: Bull Raging

When Naomi opened the door of the room they were in, to greet someone who had just knocked, it turned out that the door was open, and that was, the figure they saw was a train attendant woman wearing a blue uniform with two hands carrying a wheeled table on which there were various kinds of delicious food and drinks.

"Sorry to interrupt," said the woman with a smile, bending her head to enter the door. "I'm here to offer this to you, maybe you're hungry or thirsty, please, just take it."

Naomi, Cherry, and Paul, fascinated by the food and drink that the train attendant woman brought to them, really, from the smell alone tasted delicious, let alone put in the mouth, maybe their bodies will melt so good. But, Cherry and Naomi remember that they both did not bring a penny at all, as a result, they compactly stared at Paul with teary eyes, as if begging the mentor to buy food and drinks.

"You guys!" Paul got up from his stool and approached the food and drink, which was stored on the surface of the wheeled table. "How much?" paul asked after standing in front of the train attendant woman, reaching into her pants pocket.

"Depends on the food and drink you choose."

Hearing that, Paul turned to Cherry and Naomi. "You hear that? So quickly choose what you like!" Naomi and Cherry are overjoyed to hear the instructions Paul says, they rush to the table, to choose the food and drink they like.

"Ashiiii! Paul is so nice!" Cherry immediately transported some of the food and drinks she liked to move to the room table. "Cherry pick this all, yeah! Hihahi! It's okay, right!? Paul!?"

"Whatever!"

"I'm really grateful, Paul," Naomi gently picked up the food and drink she chose to transport to the room table, joining Cherry's selection of meals there. "This is all I've chosen, thanks for the offer, Paul."

"Yes!"

After that, Cherry and Naomi again sat on their respective benches to eat the food served at the room table. While Paul was still standing, it seemed that the man was choosing the food and drink he liked, until finally, he paid for everything he and his friends had taken, to the wagon attendant woman. After that, the train attendant lady said goodbye to go and offer her luggage to the next room.

"Damn it! It looks like it's really expensive!" Paul grumbled as he chewed on the chicken thighs he held hard. "If you know that, we'd better get some food from home!" Paul looks very upset. "It's your fault too! Take lots of food and drinks! You think I'm a money warehouse, huh!?"

Cherry laughed at hearing that. "hihhihih! Isn't it the job of a Mentor to serve his heroes!? According to Cherry, it makes no difference! So it's already a Mentor's risk in guiding his heroes! Right, right, Naomi!?" As Cherry turned her head, asking Naomi for approval, the hooded girl excitedly, nodded her head.

"That's exactly right, Cherry," replied Naomi with a beaming face. "I think it's a Mentor's job to guide, direct, and serve his heroes to be true heroes. For me, to try out heroes is a very noble act, it will someday get the right reward in the Eyes of God, I'm sure of it."

Cherry and Naomi were stuck hearing it, they looked shocked after realizing that it would soon be changing months, which meant that one month was almost over. If Paul does not quickly finish his task in finding a hero, then he will be punished.

"Just calm!" Cherry extended her right hand in front of Paul, with the fingers folded, forming a thumb on top. "Cherry is always ready to help! Whatever it is! Cherry will help! So Paul just relax! Hihihihi!"

"I felt anxious after hearing it" Naomi said, putting her worried face on Paul. "But you don't have to worry, I'll also help, so that your task as a Mentor in finding ten heroes, can be achieved well."

Paul is silent at the words of Cherry and Naomi who seem to encourage him, although it does not make his feelings disappear, but at least, Paul so a little-just a little-feeling calm.

While chewing barbecue-flavored spicy chips, Cherry asked Paul another question, with a face that looked serious. "Cherry was curious" Cherry said in a quite heavy voice. "Is a prostitute just for women? Are there no men among the prostitutes? You see from the first time Cherry heard about the name, Cherry became curious about the condition of the prostitutes! Sounds disgusting, anyway! But Cherry was curious!"

"There, really," The answer was not Paul, but Naomi, making Cherry's attention immediately turned toward the black-hooded girl. "But for a man, his name is not a prostitute, they are better known as gigolos."

"GIGOLOOO!?" Cherry seemed hysterical when she heard it. He is shocked and happy to get new knowledge from Naomi. "M-Why is the name different!? Isn't their job the same!? Having sex with his customers, right!?"

"Actually a prostitute or a gigolo, not necessarily, just have sex in her job," Naomi said by sipping a glass of cold green tea in her hand. "Sometimes, from what I've heard, they're willing to be paid to be a lover, a dance companion, a traveling companion, or even in some cases, a slave, but of course, a slave, it will be very expensive."

Paul only sighed at the explanations Naomi told Cherry. "For the size of a religious woman like you, I wonder, why do you know so much about such things?" ask Paul who began to wonder at Naomi who all know about the world of prostitution.

"Eh?" Naomi was surprised to hear that question. "Do you think people like me are not allowed to know such trifles?" Naomi shook her head. "Even though I look very religious, but I am not blind about things related to worldly life, after all, I know that from school, I know that, it was all thanks to my teachers explaining different aspects of the world. So I think it's natural."

"really? If it is true, yes it is! I'm just surprised anyway, just continue with your explanation, so that the boy can understand it well." Paul timps by leaning his back against the back of the chair, by draping his arms around his chest.

"Huh?" Suddenly Cherry growled by squeezing the packaging of spicy chips barbecue taste to cause a rustling sound that is quite loud. "So what did you say? The kid? Who do you mean by that name? Not Cherry, are you, what you mean?" Cherry's eyes glanced at Paul with a very, very, very ferocious gaze, like a bull ready to hit its target.