DEAPECTRUMS
25. EIGHT YEARS LATER

In the middle of the night, Cleve and Marchi exited our room, and walked towards the gate. The three of us always went out of the room when the clock was almost twelve. But Marchi did not always come along because she often felt sick so Marchi preferred to rest. We walked slowly and made almost no footsteps. It is also taught in this college so that expertise also helps us out every night without being caught by the teachers.

When we passed the toilet next to the narrow hallway we stopped for a moment because we heard a noise from inside the toilet. Cleve peeked inside the toilet through the slightly open entrance.

“Truly disgusting that blonde,” Cleve said.

Me and Marchi tried to peek inside the toilet because they heard Cleve say.

Inside, Tiffany was with Mornage, who was also a student from our class kissing. It makes me feel disgusted. I don't understand why the two of them did it when they were both women.

Mornage always looked like a man with super short hair but he was still a woman.

“Let's go, longer here can make me take out all my dinner again,” whispered Cleve.

The three of us continued on our way out the gate of the college. Walk towards the place that has always been our training ground. Being near the kitchen and not too far from my usual place with Mom practicing.

When it was almost until we saw some people not far from where we used to train. I pulled Cleve and Marchi to hide behind a tree. Waiting for the two girls in college who were bothering our best friend to leave.

“What's Bee?” Cleve looked at me strangely. “They bother him again, why don't you ever want to help him?” Cleve asked and I kept quiet.

“True Bee, they always tease her. See their actions even they kissed him in turn,” said Marchi.

“But he really sucks. Why is he silent?” Said Cleve who kept paying attention to the people before us.

“Even better—”

Cleve didn't listen to what I said even he went straight out from behind the tree.

“Hey, you guys stopped before I get your heads out!!” Shouted Cleve walking closer to them.

The two girls immediately ran over when they saw Cleve. They were both seventh level disciples, one level below us.

Cleve was well known in college for his shooting skills and was always ranked first in almost all subjects except medicine and swordsmanship because I was the one who ranked first in those two things.

But because of the brave nature of all the students at the bottom of our ranks are reluctant of him, it also makes Tiffany who is a rival does not like Cleve.

“What's right, why do you shut up when they tease you?” Cleve exclaimed at the young man standing in front of him. “Don't you even enjoy it huh, don't you?”

“I am the mute..” said Ian with a smile that can melt all the creatures in college.

The young man who had just been kissed by two girls from college was Ian. Everyone in college still thought that Ian could not speak even though he had grown into a charming young man. Almost all the girls in college always did the same thing as the two girls in Ian.

“They still thought I couldn't talk because they thought I'd be quiet if they kissed me like that.”

“But you are silent,” Cleve said, putting all the guns and weapons he brought to the ground. “For eight years we have always been training together and your skills are as great as me and Bee, so you can beat those women right?”

“Not so, he just didn't want to let those women down,” exclaimed Marchi walking away from me who was still behind the tree.

“You came too, Marchi?” Ask Ian. “Where is Bee? Is he not coming?”

“He hid like always.” said Cleve who threw the dagger at me. “Come, Bee!”

“What's wrong with you?” I was surprised to hear Ian's question that was close by my side. “You are jealous or envious want me to kiss too?”

Like Ian used to tease me. I did not expect that his quiet nature could change drastically as it is today. He had already grown into a handsome young man with a strong body formed due to his hard work as a slave.

“Do I look like you want to kiss?” Cold gazing.

“Stop teasing him! Bee is not the type of person who can be asked to joke,” exclaimed Cleve who was aiming something with a display barrel gun that he carried.

“Therefore I like to tease him..” Ian said with a small laugh as he walked behind me. “What other exercises today? Oh yes what did you guys learn earlier?”

“How to apply makeup, do you want us to teach too?”

Cleve was still busy with his long-barreled weapon. He took aim deep in the darkness, and pulled the trigger.

“Yeah, seeing that stupid blonde I'm not concentrating. Don't bother me just yet, I'll try to focus even more.”

“What does it look like?” Ian asked Marchi who was standing next to him watching Cleve who kept aiming.

While I just sit behind them while watching the sword that I always carry everywhere.

“So we saw Tiffany kissing with Mornage on the toilet,” Marchi replied.

“Really? Oh my goodness when if he asks, I would kiss him,” Ian said.

“I really want to pass immediately and get out of this place,” exclaimed Cleve walked up to Ian. “I don't want to be like that stupid blonde.”

“No. You can ask me to kiss you if you want,” Ian said. “We are friends. Isn't that right, Bee?” Ian turned to look at me who was behind him.

“How's your dad? Is he cured?” I asked back.

“I don't think the disease will heal,” replied Ian sitting next to me. “Even now he can't talk.”

“Let's rest later your father will also recover.” timpal Cleve while taking the gun.

“But why wasn't your father treated at the perguran clinic, Ian?” This time, Martha asked.

“It is impossible for slaves like us to get treatment,” replied Ian staring at Marchi. “It's okay I've also been willing if he dies.”

“You already gave him all the plants I gave you the list, right?” I turned towards Ian who was sitting to my right and Ian nodded in response. “You should give him regularly three times a day.”

“Let's practice now. Get up and get your weapons. You don't want to be training unfinished when the sun comes up!” exciting Cleve. “And you're Ian, in two hours you have to work in the kitchen. Mom let us train at night, but she wouldn't let us train with a slave. So we better get some practice now.”

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