BLAZE II
01. YUZU RAIN'S

BRACKET!

A hand hit the table hard and made us surprised. Not only us, the entire residents of the caffe began to make us as a highlight of view.

"come on Yuzu, are you sure you're moving out of town?" ask Sherly, the girl who hit the table earlier. Even my mouth managed to open wide like an empty cave because of it.

"yes, you're leaving us?" megan is next to Sherly.

The three of us were having a conversation on the topic of 'parting' at a Caffe cate-cate near our high school. Right after school, we took the initiative to hang out for the last time before I left town. Even we still use high school uniforms that are quite comfortable to wear anywhere.

"The book has been promoted and has had to move to a central company away from this city. Want to not, I still have to come. Even though I'm not willing to leave you too" I said as I waved at myself.

"So, will your lover also be left behind?" ask Megan.

I started to hold back the laughter.

Very amusing. For two years with them attending High School or his real name is international Culture High School, I have told him that I have a handsome boyfriend and very rich. Truly, all that is just a joke. Stupidly they believe it all, silly!

If there really were a handsome, rich man who loved me, there would be no way I could go on like this. Looking around, I'm not too bad. Even Mr. Bejo aka my math teacher once praised me pretty. Om-om only knows what the criteria of a beautiful girl is, then, why is there no one who approaches me?

"Ah, yes. Just yesterday I had a parting kiss with her," I said with a pompous face aimed at making Megan and Sherly a little jealous of me.

"what? A kiss?!" shouted Megan and Sherly who were dumbfounded and in accordance with my guess.

I flicked my hands and chuckled, "of course."

I also checked the famous branded watch on my wrist that my mother had bought. Now is the time to go home and clean up the moving things, I better not be late.

"time to go home, I go first!" my pamit while moving from our bench.

"Bye Yuzu, don't forget to call us, yeah." Megan waved at me and smiled broadly.

"Remember! just watch out for you to forget about your friends," threatened Sherly who looks fierce but still cute.

Agh, they were a little aggressive to the point of making me think that forgetting them would be terrible.

I set my feet to leave the cafe and walk on the sidewalk which is very crowded with pedestrians. Yeah, for the daytime is very reasonable.

I accidentally saw a park across the street. It might be nice if I stopped by for a while.

I approached the park bench that looked empty and sat on it while pulling out my phone to check the message notification.

TLING'S!

The notification sound from my phone rang. Maybe from Mom, I thought before opening the notification.

Inbox || Unknown Number: 'Hi, do you believe in magic?'

An anonymous message and a random memorable number seemed strange enough to make me frown. Is this a rogue operator who wants to prank me? agh, forget it and don't care.

I turned off my phone and enjoyed a very beautiful and comfortable view of the park. Exhaling fresh breath for the last time in this city would not be a problem.

Little children who are playing appear to decorate the garden scenery. People who are dating, gardeners water the flowers, as well as pigeons that walk the ground to find food.

TLING'S!

Another notification sound came from my phone. I checked it and saw the message that the same person had sent before.

Inbox || Unknown Number: 'Oh come on, surely you believe in magic!try look.'

TLING'S!

Inbox || Unknown Number: 'You must believe'

Strange messages again sent in a row. Disgusting, I better go back home than looking at a cell phone that contains only a few messages from strange people.

I turned off the power on the pink-chasing phone, until my reflection reflected on this shiny black screen.

My hand touched the park bench and felt something strange. It felt a little rough and different like before. Reflexes of myself looking at the place I sat.

My eyes are focused on what I have seen.

Sure enough, this chair turned into a huge array of stones! It was not just the chair that felt stuck in my mind, the voices around me began to change.

My head reflexively turned its head slowly, then circulated the gaze in all directions.

A park I came to was instantly turned into a village that was likely in medieval times. Not a flowering garden filled with dating people or small children. Precisely what I saw were women in shabby dresses, riders in horses, peddlers of traveling fruit. Even what I initially saw pigeons scattered everywhere, only there were wild chickens.

What the fuck?!

I turned my body and saw that the bench I was sitting on had turned into a fountain pool located in the middle of this foreign place.

My eyes widened inwardly looking at the surrounding area that changed completely. The shock and confusion that enveloped me made a rage flutter in my heart.

Maybe I was sleeping in the park and having a weird dream like this. Or actually not. Is this another world? Or did I just cross the parallel world? Maybe time is going backwards? what the hell, please tell me!

TLING'S!

Inbox || Unknown Number:'Welcome! '

The same notification popped up again, was he the mastermind of all this? he sent me to this strange, primitive world? Shitty! .

THE TRACK!

Because of my uncontrollable anger, I threw a cell phone hard that threw me into this strange place. I saw the phone stopped right in front of a foreign girl who looked quite different from the other girls around us.

He picked up my phone and walked over. Then he returned the phone to me. So, should I thank you? does he understand my language?

"punyamu, right?" ask him while giving me my phone.

Good thing, the language is the same as mine.

After I noticed, her hair was bob-modeled and had the same height as me. Maybe this girl is as good as me. Her clothes are like those in the television animation I've seen. My red robe with a hoodie perched behind it. White sleeveless cuff, as well as black trousers. His footwear is a knee-length strap boot.

Cool. Does he know about fashion? Ah, forget. He probably knows about modern life.

"yes, thank you" I replied, receiving the phone.

Her expressionless face had given me a jutek impression. Can he help a stranger like me?

When the girl was about to step away from me, I held her hand and managed to make her stop. His head turned to me and a ray of hope was reflected from the face of this line.

I looked at him with compassion and started to say, "Hey, can you help me? Please!"

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