
Tap tap tap ...
I noticed my own footsteps in the cold of this January morning. I hid my palms in the pocket of the jacket on my waist. I walked on a very quiet sidewalk this morning.
Good too, because I hate the crowds in the morning. It bored me and strengthened my sloth. After a long, exhausting moment, I finally arrived at my subscription bookstore.
'Houta Shop'
Such is the writing that is plastered on the door of the store that is not too big. Without a second thought I immediately entered the store.
Air-warming smell, typical book paper scent. The sound of the shop as usual. Shelves of neatly lined bookshelves, famous comic novels and comics are displayed at the front of the shelf. I wish one day my work could be here.
Ah .. must be just a dream ...
I immediately headed to the ATM machine at the end of this shop room. After taking a portion of my mother's money, I immediately turned on my phone.
{Thank you mom, I already took her post} the message I used to send after taking the monthly money that mom sent me.
"Now ..."
I turned around and saw the novel neatly displayed on the bookshelf. I'm not the one to judge a literary work by its cover. I must have opened it and read it a few seconds first.
Which novel I think has a good story and word writing, that's what I chose. I'm very careful if I choose a novel or a comic, what else is it for my sister.
"Hmm, I think this is good" I murmured after finding a suitable choice for my sister to read.
I also get into the ranks of people who want to pay for the books they buy at the cashier. I'm lining up behind the long black hair girl. Unlike me who brought one novel alone, he brought a pile of books that are quite a lot for him to bring himself.
Cih ... care deeply ...
After a long wait, even if only a few minutes. I managed to bring home the novel Hanabi asked for. I immediately stepped on my feet to return home and take refuge from this attacking cold.
Greek ...
I opened the front door slowly and entered the house.
"Met come with brother!! where's my novel?" Hanabi asked who ran from her room and approached me with her smile.
"Nih ..," I gave you the novel I just bought.
"Whoa .. why do you know this novel I want?!" Hanabi looked at the novel with her sparkling eyes.
"Yes already ... brother to the room first yes ..", I immediately climbed the stairs and re-entered my headquarters which is my own room.
"Met morning my dear brother!!" raku said with a smile of ridicule lying on my bedroom bed.
The brown male and his brown eyeballs are Hideko Raku. My best friend since Elementary School, although I do not like to hang out, but somehow he can get along with me this.
"Well, is it in my room?" I am lazy to overcome the nature of my friend. Somehow he could always get into my room without my knowledge.
If asked, the answer is.
"I told you I'm a ninja ... wehehe," he said arrogantly pointing at himself with his thumb.
"Huff .. whatever," I took off my jacket and hung it back on the nail on my door.
"Why didn't last year's closing come?" Ask Raku.
School year-end parties are held at the end of each year to celebrate graduation and new year. Since I was desperate for my bleak future, I no longer cared about my school.
I purposely didn't attend an insignificant event. And even sometimes I skip school and just sleep at home.
"Males .".", I answered and sat down on the bench in front of my computer desk.
The computer on the desk next to my study desk is often used to upload my novel to the web personal or other social media. And not infrequently I play games here if I have no inspiration.
"Hoi hoi .. males males palamu ..", Raku hit me in the head from behind with his upset face.
"Do you know what class you're in?" Further asked.
Because I didn't attend the school year closing event, I didn't see the class distribution announcement. Last year I was in 1F class and maybe this year could change and my classmates would be different.
"Hmm .. tomorrow just look at the mading is fine," I said and then pressed the on button on my computer's CPU.
"Huff .. Yes I've come home first," Raku immediately jumped out of my second-floor window.
Cih ... habit of the thief ...
Raku used to jump from heights. He was obsessed with ninjas because of the first video game he played.
I was a little embarrassed to have a friend who was childish like him. Even though he is still my friend, I am grateful that he can accept me as his friend.