
Still in class. The accounting class resumed. The atmosphere became very calm, only the voice of the killer lecturer was heard. So blaring his voice. This silence was killing slowly. Straining the legs and neck with slowed time.
The accounting class is terrible for people who don't like it.
Why is there accounting in this world?
Again, the same question back Melody throws. To be honest, he wanted to enter Japanese literature or the cultural faculty, but he thought about job opportunities after graduation.
Economists are the reason. Are not economics majors more likely to work?
Most are like that, but not everyone can follow every material and Melody is one of the categories.
Melody is so bad at accounting is a fact!
This is real evidence of a wrong choice of majors, where self-difficulty follows it.
However, Melody tried sincerely. After all he was just bad at accounting, while other courses were fine. He just needs more motivation to improve his grades. He just has to study harder to improve all his grades.
Isn't she a girl who doesn't give up easily? The harshness of Tokyo city life alone he dared to challenge, what else is just accounting?
Ought to..
Melody stared blankly at the blackboard before her. One thing he understood, accounting was not that easy!
Accountancy cannot be faced only with burning spirit capital!
Accounting cannot be challenged without a capable brain.
How many times has he breathed his boss?
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MELODY'S POV 2
"Hey Jenong, where have you been? Why is it late? Fortunately the teacher was kind. Otherwise, you will definitely be expelled!" Whisper the Duck.
It was common for him to nag so vaguely like that. But honestly I like him, he's my best friend! He just shows his affection in a unique way.
Already from junior high school was friendly with him. Long right?
Honestly, I like being annoyed with her, she likes to call me 'Jenong'. Well I admit this my jidat is a little funny, but not so also call me with a strange name. You chatty duck!
Good thing I have bangs. Huhoo. At least my jenongku rada is invisible. Yes indeed not jenong-jenong also my jidat. The only duck who likes to call me Jenong.
"Hey, answer! Are you bad luck with overtime? I told you not to take overtime if there is a morning lecture schedule. This is accounting! You're not afraid of death, are you?" Whisper again.
I don't think he can stand it because I haven't answered that super-much question. How could I answer him if he asked that much without pause.
Oh gosh. You Duck, must be chatty. Maklumi. If the duck is silent it looks strange.
"I'm fired!" Reply finally.
"WHAT'S FIRED?" He shouted loudly.
I glared at this Duck of my best friend. How could he scream that loud in the middle of the lesson? Especially with woy! This is a deadly level hell class!
The class looked straight at us. Including that killer lecturer. I was shocked and scared not to play. In my heart curses this duck man next to me. Couldn't she reduce the volume of her crumbly voice?
Are really.
"Which sits at the back of the corner, what's wrong? Why yell?" Ask lecturer.
There he was, his mainstay killing gaze came out as well. The rest of the class even stared at our bench with horror.
****** BYE.
Dead me, what do I have to answer? I fear. My feet are even shaking. If only the duck next to me didn't over-express his shock this wouldn't happen. Oh, my God, cold sweat is pouring out.
Then what should we do?
Me and the duck next to me just kept quiet. It was our move to fight this killer lecturer.
Silence is better than talking a lot. That's what's needed right now. Gladly, the lecturer had no intention of responding further. The lesson resumed.
Seriously?
Really this? We were just allowed to get away with it? Hasn't the killer lecturer been making a black list for students who often break the rules? Like I and Duck did?
Hah, I'm lucky once again!
Me and Duck are lucky!
I glared at the Duck next to me, I picked up the pen and wrote in his book. I'll tell you after the lesson is over. The duck just nodded and smiled without sin.
What smile is that? Didn't he think, he just put us on the brink of death?
Death at college grades are the worst.
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We continued our lessons until the end. Got it? Do I understand the material described?
Lt's not.
Is there anything else?
I'm not only bad at accounting, but I'm a real fool!
Whatever! The important thing is that accounting courses are over. It's past. The Killer lecturer had also left the classroom.
Finally, I was able to really breathe a long time. Again, the scary accounting class is over! At least I'm relieved until next week in accounting class again.
Yeah, my relief only lasted a week. There will be another accounting class next week!
That's how I feel so afraid of accounting. In the class is afraid, there is a duty of fear, when the exam is also afraid. I think that accounting is a giant monster that's really scary to me. Not much different from the monsters in Attack on Titan that I watched the other day.
"You are, why get fired again? How many times have you been fired?" Ask a duck.
He's very enthusiastic about my problem. I don't think there's a single problem he doesn't know about. He really is a caring friend.
"They don't need my strength anymore, Duck." Reply potluck. I'm still lazy to remember what happened last night.
"Ck, you're this! Don't be sad, if you need my help, you know I'll help you." Said.
"Sir, you are a good friend." I hugged her. "But right now, I don't need your help yet."
"All right."
END OF MELODY'S POV 2
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There is nothing more beautiful than having a friend who always understands and understands all conditions. Mutual sense and know when to take a stand.
And Duck is Melody's best friend. In addition to Alvin of course, although Alvin is better suited to the category of ex-lover. But Alvin's kindness represents an example of the ideal friend.
Too much or how, it seems Melody is indeed very lucky to have two friends who are so loyal to her. Alvin and Duck are 2 people who mean so much to him.