Arafura S1 - Darker Than Black
S1 | Chapter I | Presence Very Sweet Tea

Body feels weak. The sound of birds singing sounds like peace. Warm air blows on the face and then feels wagging eyelashes and hair.

Slowly Mr. Gen opened his eyes to see the scorching light from the open window. A thick blanket felt enveloping his body. The pillow held his head.

Just above it, a white roof decorated with luxurious lights hangs adorning the room. Shelves of brown book cabinets near the door, looks a lot of books— collection there are very large old books to thin books as data sheets. A very large cupboard has four doors as if storing thousands of clothes in it. A luxurious study table of teak wood, as well as study lamps and white notebooks on it. Ah, all are no strangers.

"When did I sleep in my room?!" Said Mr. Gen surprised as he moved to a sitting position.

Suddenly the door opened. Someone entered the room. His body was burly, long-haired messy, and one of his eyes was wearing an eye patch. Apparently Yen.

"A—Master, good morning. You are awake." Yen stopped right near Mr. Gen with a firm position standing up and bowed respectfully.

"Morning?" Mr. Gen turned to glance at the window back. The sunlight looks so hot right now. "That's right. Now it's morning, but—" Mr. Gen's eyes widened as if to remember something, "—wait, not that I was in labora—"

Yen cutting. "All is well, sir. You better thank Roy. He's the one who found you unconscious."

"Not conscious? Where's where?"

"It seems not far outside the castle fortress of Mr. Rom."

At once Mr. Gen's body felt limp hearing that. He dropped his body back and took a deep breath. "It turns out it's all over. The girl seems to have returned." Mumbled Mr. Gen.

"Then, we wait in the main hall, sir. Please prepare immediately."

"Okay, all right."

Yen smiled slightly as she turned around. He then walked away and disappeared behind the door.

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Mr. Gen stepped into the main room of the castle. His steps from the pounding of fancy shoes and the floor sounding tight made some of his servants line up then salute by the door. The aura of his existence was very strong making anyone who saw him unable to do bad to him.

He sat in his seat of the throne. Right across the table, four of his subordinates stood firm with respect. On his desk was already seen a lot of piles of report papers that instantly made Mr. Gen sigh.

"Good morning, sir. We're glad you can come back." Said Jon, his blond hair as usual is very messy.

"Yes, I'm grateful. It was exhausting yesterday." An instant look turned to Roy, "I'm so grateful to you, Roy. Turns out you were willing to pick me up by bringing your troops."

Roy just bowed respectfully. "I'll do it when you're in danger."

Mr. Gen smiled. "I really appreciate you, but never do a desperate attack. Your life is very important to me."

Roy widened his eyes as if surprised. "Thank you for your attention, sir."

Mr. Gen's point of view shifted to the burly man. "Sam. I very rarely hear you talk. How are you?"

Sam bowed respectfully. "Of course, I'm fine, Mr. Gen."

"Good then," he replied, nodding his head, "is there any information you've received?"

"All I've put on your table, sir."

Mr. Gen's gaze turned to his desk again, his eyes as if tired of looking at him. His little heart seemed to have just realized that the destruction of the academy would bring about another problem, a problem that initially did not exist would begin to rest like food. The food Mr. Gen hates but should be eaten immediately.

"The problem is among our economy, after the collapse of the academy, our economy cannot work. We need to renew it. Then social order, we need to arrange it. As for the poor morale of students on your leadership, we need to fix it to get everything under control." Obviously Sam is long.

"I thought it would be so." Mr. Gen understands.

Mr. Gen's view turned to the Yen. "Now one thing I want to hear, Yen. Is there any military activity out there?"

"You mean, about Mr. Rom's provocation? According to my subordinates, Mr. Rom did not deploy his troops at all."

"At least my Master Rubby responded to Mr. Rom's plan in a kind manner." Cut the Yen made Mr. Gen switch in surprise.

His hand hit the table in front of him while standing. "Whatchu mean? My lord Rubby took it well? What's really going on as long as I'm unconscious? In short explain it to me!"

"Roman made the attack on the castle as an excuse to attack. Surprisingly all the losses they had were blamed on Air Gakuinia. The great loss certainly made my Lord Rubby side with Mr. Rom but could not grant it." Obviously Yen.

"Damn the traitor!" Upset Mr. Gen with a sour look on his face, "as long as you know, such a person will soon be destroyed in the eyes of kindness. His actions are truly outrageous!"

Mr. Gen's rapture began to calm down after a servant brought him a glass of warm tea. His scent was instantly smelled by Mr. Gen's nose thus calming his burning heart. Sweet tea made by Mr. Gen's favorite servants.

"You better drink tea first. There are times when the body needs rest without thinking about anything." Said Yen beside him.

"All right, thanks Yen. I didn't expect the waiters to remember my favorite tea."

Mr. Gen immediately sipped the sweet tea. His mouth immediately felt warm flowing through his body. His brain seemed calm no longer wanted to think of a burdensome thing, let alone this was a new day.

When Mr. Gen focused on the tea, Sam spoke something unusual.

"Sorry Mr. Gen, we've brought in a new member." Sam's words sounded a little doubtful, but not too strange for Mr. Gen.

There was the sound of feet approaching. The scent of air instantly smelled the scent of kasturi flowers. The aura felt refreshing as if it was different.

"Good morning, Mr. Gen."

That voice sounded like a girl's voice. Suddenly Mr. Gen was surprised to accidentally spill his tea until it ended up wetting his pants.

"K—You—Viena?!"

The gray-haired girl smiled sweetly. "Yes, I'm Viena. It's good to see you again, my lord. I also brought one friend—"

A girl with short hair and wearing a kimono came over. "Greetings to the Master, I am Elijah, a close friend of Viena."

Mr. Gen doesn't believe it. The glass that had been spilled seemed to tremble. All his subordinates had held back a laugh because they never expected that Mr. Gen was weak against the girl.

Sam came closer and whispered to Mr. Gen. "Sir, do you really trust them? Are you sure they're not spies?"

Jon heard that. His hand suddenly slapped his back. "Come, Sam. They are good girls. There's no way they're spies. Isn't that right, Viena?" Said Jon while revealing his handsome aura. His hands flicked his pony hair with a sweet smile.

Viena greeted Jon's aura with a sour face. "I came here in awe of Mr. Gen. I'm not interested in you at all."

Hearing that, Jon felt hurt. His body seemed to have fallen helplessly in the abyss of darkness. Sam just laughed at it. Everyone seems to have no objection to this incident.

The day became more beautiful.

"Alright," Mr. Gen understood, he then stood up while smiling, "welcome you two. I'm grateful you guys want to join me."

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