Vampire Aedes
14. Called Mr. Steven (Rabbit Trial)

"Good day! To Ananda Astervania please come to the lab, see Mr. Steven, right now."

It was the first time at school that someone had announced his name. Usually, the names announced are the names of exemplary or delinquent students. Did the speaker just not get damaged so it mispronounced people's names? But, that voice was indeed exactly a Biology teacher. Aster was still fluttering on the seat.

"Once again. To Ananda Astervania please come to the lab, see Mr. Steven right now. Thank you." Thank you."

Argh! All right, don't want to have to go there.

"Well, what did Master Bald call you there? Don't want to be tapped using object glass," continued Vanesa who is not digubris. Decakan also escaped from his mouth. Aster disease is not exciting. "Ck!"

"Gue go there first."

"Do you want anterin? The laboratory is above noh. I was afraid that you would fall up the stairs. I went straight back, really," he bargained.

Almost Aster refused if Vanesa's reason for ditching. He moved from the chair. "Jude, come on."

Suddenly Chris stopped his steps. "Lo called Mr Steven? With me, As. I happen to want to ask him."

"Emm," Aster turned to Vanesa, "well. The three of us are." Kris remains an honorable idol. It would be a shame to refuse it in front of a classmate.

Vanesa. "Not so I'm anther. Ntar be my mosquito again."

"Well? He said he wanted to do it." I want to pull the two rubbers I pony up his friend.

Vanesa shook his head until his hair swayed to the left. "No, later if I anterin lo. I keep going behind it alone, right? Like a prodigy, I don't want to. Mending you with Mr. Ketu—go home delivered."

"Alah tai! Yes, I went alone," he broke. Aster walked with wide strides that could even make Vanesa forget that he was sick.

"Okay, Mr. Ketu. How's nih? Aster snags with me. Go after him there! Original I'm afraid he fainted halfway."

"Lo is also a tululul, right that makes him badmood tuh you."

The two decide to pursue Aster together. The girl did not like it the most when she was followed. When there was a problem in the teacher's office, he dared to come alone. If it wasn't Vanesa who forced her to accompany her to the door line, she would really be like she had no friends, but not an easy bully.

Even going to the bathroom never took Vanesa. Ribet, said. "Sir Ketu, are we going in? I'm worried about it! If he's any more like Steven sir how?"

Mr. Steven is a serious person, impossible to joke with. Smiling is also necessary. Formal smile to the teachers, friendly smile to the students, lastly a mysterious smile. Only shown to certain students. Aster got the mysterious smile on the first day of their meeting with Mr. Steven.

Every morning before class, there is always a row of picket teachers who must be crucified every student enters the front hall school gate. Incidentally that day Mr. Steven stood guard, shaking Aster's hand for not a second. Vanessa caught a stare and a smile that was hard to decipher from Mr. Steven's face.

"Whoever?" ask Kris.

"Any-apain yes kayak hold-hold. From the beginning of meeting the bald teacher, I suspected that the person was pedo."

"Ck, ngawur! I did want to go in, people have no interest please wait outside."

Vanesa squinted his eyes. "Don't! I eneg tau see lo caper mulu. After all, Aster will not be the same as you!"

Kris shrugged his shoulders. "Brishik! Tell me ae lo's afraid ane's staying."

Vanessa breathes a sigh of relief. The class leader has to protect his men right? Top floor of third-class. The aura of seniority is very thick here. Especially the men whose bodies are already 70% of adults in the style of High School children.Untung course Kris undo his intentions.

After all, getting into the labor room was also a bit troublesome. Must take a suit and wear glasses for safety. That's why Aster hates the laboratory space the most.

No. gabe. Actually he hates all places that have to do with IPA. Greenhouse for example.

At the end of the Biology lesson session, students were told to go to the greenhouse to check their respective plants. Located next to the football field. Just as far away as the lab. The wrong class is on the end. Going everywhere is not effective.

"Excuse me, Mr. Steven. What is it that calls me?" ask Aster carefully.

The bloody man turned his head. "Oh, have you come? Please try this chemical solution you just made."

"Sorry, Sir? It's a joke, right?"

If not for the pain, Aster has sworn to absorb the creature in front of him in the heart. But that desire weakened like his body. Aster shook his head slowly. What a ridiculous request during his time here at school. Being his own teacher's guinea pig? Does Mr Steven think he's a scientist?

When the glass of chemistry made of glass that Mr. Steven thrust on him, Aster has not budged. "But I'm sick, sir."

The surface of the water was still swaying as if it was unwilling to give up. He continued to tease, making the girl in front of him gulp. The liquid was bluish purple, as if outer space had also dissolved into it.

"Just because you're sick, I want to know what this solution works for."

One word, damn it! However, Aster still keeps the image with a smile. He drank it in a mouthful.

"How does it feel?"

Redirect. The taste may disappear, but it cannot be forgotten. At least Aster will get an extra value from Mr. Steven after leaving here.

"Rose, sir." The strange drink his teacher gave him was indeed bland. Not after a few times did he taste his tongue. As there are sweet, salty, sour, all flavors mixed into one in the rate of 0.01 %. It's still a guess. "Ssh, but there's a little bit of a vague taste."

"Don't tell anyone."

"Good, sir."

Mr. Steven nodded. "You can go." The old man had long observed the student who was now busy attaching the lab coat. Since the first time he touched his hand line. Aster time was first class. Unable to meet openly, only able to observe silently.

"I'm leaving, excuse me."

Aster grew up like any other little girl. Easily adaptable, although a little of its brave nature that can sometimes endanger yourself.

"Papa" the teenage girl who had out of nowhere played a beaker in front of her face. The flaming blue liquid remains, forming a circular line inside the container. 50 ml, "dew dreams this much is not yet enough miaw?"

Mr. Steven exhaled a furious breath. "More want him dead."

"Miaws? Don't blame me if Papa's choice suffers. I want him dead too!" The girl gripped the object in her hand until it cracked, her amber eyes narrowed full of anger.

Parasitic creatures do not deserve to live! They always harm the living creatures around them. On what basis is Papa aka Mr Steven willing to drag the inhabitants of the earth just to grant a dream dew request from one person?

Nah! Steven was grateful that his daughter did not break the glass. He also took and washed all the equipment that had been used. Cleanliness in the laboratory room is tight, even wearing shoes is also prohibited. This place must be sterile, except for the child who looks indifferent. Once it disappears, it simultaneously raises the hair loss.

"Guichi!" Aster rubs his nose that is getting red. After drinking a strange solution even more severe disease.

Vanesa from behind equalised the position so that it could be level. His eyes caught a great deal of white feathers attached to Aster's shoulders. Highly contrasted with the dark color of Aster suits. Instantly he glared and patted the shoulder so that the fur fell out.

"Awh, what the hell are you doing?" Aster brushed off Vanesa's hand. Already his body is sick, getting sick as well as being hit.

Vanesa smiled awkwardly. He just shakes. Being on the stairs should be careful in case Aster is surprised to see that much fur perched in his suit, I don't know what will happen. But Aster allergies can get worse if left unchecked.

There was a sound of a foot pounding far from behind approaching them. Aster and Vanessa saw Kris running still with a volleyball in her arms. "Woy, wait! Hah .. hah ...." Kris's breath was dull.

"Guichi!" Accidentally Aster sneezes to face Kris, the man closes his eyes before scooping his face. "Sorry, Chris."

"Huft, no papa."

Vanesa giggled while holding his stomach because he felt amused in the area. "Aster sneezed because of you, it means he's allergic to you! Stay away a little."

Ignoring Vanesa's taunts, Kris is more interested in Aster. Brow wrinkled. "As, on your shoulders ...."

Aster followed in Kris's footsteps. React pupil eyes widened and in the next second Aster immediately took off the suit, then throw it with origin.

Vanessa and Kris looked at each other. Usually, Aster will scream loudly like a phobic person. But this time he was just silent, even so still unable to hide his irregular breathing.

Aster's body is underpowered, yelling will greatly drain his energy. The act of throwing a suit is reflex. Actually he is not a phobia of feathers, it's just a small allergy. Some people are only allergic for a few years and recover as adults. Aster feels his allergy won't be any cure. They're attached to clothes. He thinks it sucks.

"Bangs*t! Who threw the suit?!"