Re:START/If {Book 1.0}
Chapter 41: Mutual-Evine 1 of 10 (Part 02)

|Nanra POV|

Late afternoon, at the classroom building in the Main Church neighborhood. It was there that we, the children of the lower classes, demanded knowledge. The building there is only one, the room is a kind of hall and only separated by a partition of thin wooden planks.

If the upper class people come, they often say that this place is not worthy of teaching space. They express all kinds of opinions but I have never seen anything done for this class.

Ceramic floors, brick walls and decorative chandeliers become the main light source in this space. It is not too big, but more or less the class is divided into several bulkheads can accommodate up to 100 more people.

Sitting in a section of the bulkhead class devoted to a 14-year-old, I looked smaller than the others. In this class that I knew only Nesta, she seriously listened to the lesson that this week was given by the City Priest.

“The Kingdom of Felixia is a Holy Kingdom with the main descendant of Falixia is a divine incarnation. The incarnation of the Almighty and the figure we should worship! They are the descendants of the sky since this world was formed,” that is what the priest who often taught me in weekend school said.

All those who teach children ages five to seventeen emphasize this and make everyone believe.

What they taught me made no sense. If indeed an Upper Entity could do such a thing, why would there be misery in this world?

If they are almighty, why do they not help their descendants?

Although I kept wondering about it and asked some teachers in this church, their answer was a punishment for me.

Although not heavy and only told to mop the floor after the class ended, but still their sign did not answer the same they did not know the answer. I'm taking this conclusion.

Indeed they taught us the children of the lower class without strings attached or expecting payment, they gave knowledge sincerely like the nature of most puritans. But—

What they teach is only what they can from above, from people whose status is higher than theirs. For their sake, take advantage of the sincerity of the puritans.

“Nanra, don't daydream constantly, dong. Listen to the words of Mr. Andreass,” said Nesta who is pretentious and plays like a sister.

Slightly glancing thinly, I obeyed him and stopped daydreaming. In the classroom there are no stationery, whiteboards or anything like that, just ears and vision tools for us to learn in class. Hearing, remembering, and saying, that is what can be done during school that is only done this weekend.

The education level of the city is not too high, the education of the lower classes is only this limited. Even so, there are also some people who consider educators unimportant and make their children to work directly for money.

Siska is not a blind man of education, which is why he told us to study within limitations. Although this kind of class for me is ineffective, but I think following the words of Kak Siska also has a point.

Education is important, in this place I can freely read books and if I excel at the right to read books in the library for free I can also get. In fact, I jumped several levels and reached a special class partition for children aged 14 and above.

After the lesson from the Imam and the day was really late, I immediately got out of my seat and left first without waiting for Nesta. Immediately pick up a paper ticket to go to the library from the nun who was near the door, then get out and immediately set foot with the end goal of the city library.

That's all I want from class. The only advantage of this simple class is the absence of absences. Enter is not free entry is up to the students. That's why this weekend's school is free.

Even so, every four or six months there is usually a test for class improvement and usually children have to do education for several years to be able to do the problem in the test.

I jumped the class three times. Not because I read more books than anyone else. Unlike Nesta and the other children in the orphanage, I have no clear purpose or idea of what I should do in the future. That's why I have more time than them.

“Irinya ... have such a purpose, all I can do is ...”

All I can do is complain, hate the people for what I've suffered. Although I want to take a little step forward, but such an incident even happens and I—

“I know you're very clever, so don't keep your stupid nature and try to see reality. Don't be addicted to such delusions,” the young man's speech flashed in my head.

I don't know why this feels exactly like what he said. It sucks, but that's the truth. I ... depend on that. I was in my mind comfortable with that kind of thing.

“Until when this takes place ...”

Down the stairs from the Main Church neighborhood, I in my mind intend to go straight to the Orphanage and not go to the library. Unlike Nesta who after this wanted to continue her training as a nun, I had no activities.

Walking through the front of the commercial district, this place felt more crowded than usual. I guess not only because it's already in the spring, but also because of the opening of a massive trade route by the city government.

“Ah, this must be again ...”

At first glance looking at the market, it feels like this place is becoming more and more alive. This is something to be grateful for, I have to be happy. But—

“It feels like I was abandoned ...”

Trying not to think about it any further, I turned my eyes and walked back. But then I saw a young man I knew in one corner of the market. Typical black hair, bright white skin and blue eyes. Of all that, the appearance of the white shirt and black pants that became his trademark was quite striking to me in the crowd.

He looks a little different, his hair is cut short and still in the form of transformation magic into an adult. Wanting to get to him, I immediately undo the intention to approach the young man who was across the street.

He is seen busy talking to the dark comers, the unmarked Demi-humans of the kingdom of Felixia. I don't know what they're talking about, but I do understand that he's busy.

“He is indeed good to anyone ...”

I feel contemptible to ever want to make people seem angry. That's right, he's from the top and different from the rest of the people. Broad-minded, kind, and humble. Sometimes he put on a sly face and said rudely, but I think that's a sign of his concern.

Immediately turning around, I set foot and walked away from the spot. Get away from him and don't hook the young man. The relationship that exists between us is irreparable, the relationship of friends of different castes as in the fairy tales that I often read is impossible to form between us.

I stabbed him, that's when such a thing was cut off so neatly. Because a momentary desire kind of wants to change something, such a stupid thing I do.

I ....

“Oooi! Nanraaa!”

Eh?

I looked up when I heard that voice. What strange feeling does this feel in the mind? Warm? My chest feels warm? Wh why? Why ... He called me?

The young man walked among the crowd, crossed the street and arrived in front of me. Staring at his eyes from the front, he somehow felt taller than before.

The eng! What the fuck? She's not ten yet, ‘kan?! Why so high! Ah ..., true as well. Transformation magic. Duh! Why get nervous! Relax .... Relax ....

“Why so? What's being pursued?” ask Odo. He crouched down in front of me, staring intently at me.

“Neg .... Anyway, why are you in the market, Odo?”

“Hmm, out of business.”

“With the illegal immigrants?”

“Yes .... I want to hire them. I had a little chat about it with them.”

“Eeeeh? There are so many people, why choose them? Difficult later, loh. If why-napa .. just know the taste.”

“Yeah, there's a reason .... Just a suggestion from me, you better not judge others like that. Although their bums are good, loh.”

Ah .... Any more? Why is he always able to talk so easily? Why is he always correcting others so easily? Right and right .... Feels ....

“Why silent?”

Odo stretched out his hand and was about to touch me. Reflexively, I brushed off his hand and stepped back. “Ja-Don't touch!” Ah, why would you do that? I ....

“Hmm, so?” Odo stood up, staring flat at me. At first glance I felt his cornea change color. Maybe it was just my feeling.

“Where are you going? Weekend school?” ask Odo flat.

“Ya, there you go.”

Eng, wait! Behind who?

Ah, Odo with another woman. Why does it feel like people are constantly changing partners? Is it really like this? The woman behind him .... She ... Shieal, right?

Her hair was very beautiful, straight and her blue color was very pure. Her skin was also smooth white and her eyes were extremely charming. Who her? Is ... There are people like him among Shieal?

“Hmm, day Vil. Are you curious?” said Odo.

“Not really ...” I turned my eyes away from him. It's none of my business who he's going with.

“He's Great Spirit, loh.”

“Eh!? Great Spirit?!” Seriously? If he's the Great Spirit and he's with Odo, it means—

“Odo, you—!”

Odo placed his hand on the woman's shoulder before she spoke. Odo smiled slightly and said, “Well, I can say I'm not very old. You know the consequences of soul contracts, don't you?”

A— Why ... does he do that? What ... reason? Why even .... “For ... what? How long will you .... Odo ..”

“One more year maybe.”

“A—One year ...? That's ...”

“Yeah, I lied, anyway.”

“Eh?” Uh? Hm?  Hmm?! A lie? A lie?! Goddamnit! People are so annoying!

I kicked his calf straight away! Staring sharply and immediately turning around left him.

“Basic!! I hate you!!”

“Haha, cute~!”

“Whisper you!”

After that, for some reason the young man followed me and continued to babble was unclear. Really am! I wanted to beat myself up a few minutes ago who believed and was amazed at him. I forgot, this guy does have a shitty prick.

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|Author POV|

At the port area, near the Nanra pier stands while staring at the anchored ships. A reddish twilight illuminated the land, bringing a strange sense of silence in early spring. Right next to the white-haired girl, Odo stood up without saying anything after following her to the spot.

Vil who stood far enough away from them just stared flatly, understanding what Odo was going to talk to the girl. Squinting, with a soft-spoken sura the Great Spirit muttered, “Dia .. indeed her taste .... The child ...”

Odo briefly heard that because his hearing was sharp, but not for Nanra. Sighing lightly, the young man in black hair pointed towards the pier and said, “There you stabbed me, huh?”

Nanra immediately flinched, feeling annoyed by Odo's ignorant nature and at the same time a little moody considering her own actions. Glancing at the little girl, the girl said, “You are indeed ignorant, you are annoying. Even though you look like that, you still do ..”.

“I'm still eight years old, loh. My birthday even later next month, I'm still a kid.”

The young man walked up to the barrier, sat on it and stared at Nanra. Seeing the figure of black hair, the white hair girl felt that Odo was indeed very charming. So dashing and his gaze alluring. Making Nanra's face flash red and immediately looked away.

“I really care! You know, nature should follow appearance.”

“Hahah, also true.”

Turning his gaze away from Nanra, the young man looked towards the setting sun. A small smile enjoyed the scene and put on a relieved face. Nanra was a little confused and astonished to see that smile, wanting to ask but stuck in the throat and unable to come out into words.

“Very good, yes .... This short moment ...”

“Do you like sunsets?”

“Yes .... Very.”

Nanra walked over, stood near Odo and held the guardrail. Although the view was slightly blocked by the docked boat, but the sunset was still clearly visible and Nanra felt that it was quite beautiful.

“This is indeed beautiful ...” The words came out of Nanra's mouth without her own noticing.

“You think ... what was the darkest moment?” ask Odo.

“Hmm, ahead of a night like this?”

“Not .... The darkest moment is at dawn.”

“Eh?”

“When midnight passes, it will be the darkest moment .... And this land is going through that moment, Antequam Aurora.”

The white-haired girl simply stared in confusion, unable to grasp the true meaning of Odo's words. He felt that such a word he had heard, but he had forgotten who said it.

Slightly turning away from the young man, Nanra remembered him and said, “Mediang my mother also once said that .... Blind morning it's darkest time.”

“Thank God you understand .... If you know that, what do you prepare?”

“Prepares ...? What is ap—”

When he got a sharp look from the young man, Nanra only realized what the meaning behind his words was. Before dawn, Odo was just a figure of speech, to describe the coming dawn on the Michigan continent. Of course, he also immediately knew what the word darkest moment meant.

Taking a deep breath, with a trembling the girl asked, “Indeed ... what will happen later?”

The young man did not answer. Turning his eyes, looking towards the sunset and putting on a slightly grim face.

“First of all ..., you don't have to feel guilty. Even if you don't stab me then, it will happen.”

“What is ... indeed? What's gonna happen? Why are you putting on a face like that, Odo?” nanra asked worriedly.

“War .... Soon a war will happen. Perhaps this will be the worst war in the history of this continent.”

“Pe-War? Why ...? Is ... Because I stabbed you? The Moloia people were looking for an excuse unt—”

“I told you it wasn't your fault,” said Odo as he stared flat at the girl. It made him tremble and instantly fall silent. Patting lightly on Nanra's head, the young man said, “You know, war is not a matter between individuals, it's a matter of the country. Kita ... is only a component of a large organization called the kingdom of Felixia, nothing more than a small serration. Even if we stop spinning, the kingdom will keep moving as long as the main components keep going .... This war ... is already unstoppable.”

“Ja-Don't joke like that, dong! That's not funny ..!”

“Handering?” Odo slightly raised an eyebrow when he heard those words. Smiling little, he said, “If you think I'm joking no problem, but please remember well these words of mine ...” Odo stared intently at the girl, with a face full of a sad expression.

“What ... do you want to continue to be in your comfort zone and end? Or do you want to get out of your comfort zone and get hurt to keep going? Which one did you choose?”

“I ...”.

The atmosphere turned silent, Nanra lowered her head and could not immediately reply. The girl realized it was an offer, even though she could not accept it directly. Aware of this, Odo raised his hand from Nanra's head.

“You can give your answer later, I don't mem—!”

“Alright! I'm coming with you!”

Odo was slightly surprised to hear that resolute voice. “Do you really think about it? Do you understand what I'm offering?” ask the young man with a faint smile.

“You know ..., Odo. I have always wanted to change .... It's true as you say, depending on delusions and constantly blaming others is like making me rot from the inside. It feels ... my mind is gnawed. Me ...”

“Really? But just so you know, if you accept my offer, surely the road you're going through will be very heavy and steep. You will not be able to relax anymore, stay up late and work until tired will be your daily life ..”

“It ... no problem! I'm sick of this kind of day .... I want to change! Before changing something, I want to change myself first!”

Odo smiled slightly hearing that. While releasing the salung of his right hand, he said, “You are indeed smart and quick to respond, which is why I like you ... Alright .... Then, accept this and I will guide you now ...”

Odo extended his hand to Nanra. Without a doubt, the girl shook it without knowing what would happen later. In a matter of seconds, the package of information that had been prepared was sent and instantly filled the little head of the girl.

The moment of agreement between white and black was under a reddish twilight, with Vil as witness the two men shaking hands. Staring at them with a slightly sad expression, the Great Spirit turned his gaze away.

He understood that Odo really cared about Nanra, which was why he was a little jealous and pitying the white-haired girl. Slightly bowing his face, in his mind he said to himself, “He is the type of person who will not be next to his loved ones .... That's for sure, Odo it ..”

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When I'm getting sick of making titles:v

Btw, is there a sprained tongue when reading the previous CH title?