Namoras
Prepare to leave

"The wankers are gathering and want to drop the confidence of our school representatives. Stop barking like a ringworm dog, and just reflect. Look at Kelian's cowardly face! Let you know how much you're losers!" The high-pitched reprimand caught the attention of everyone in the cafeteria. But after learning that there were seven young men walking towards them, all of the students who had been sneering at Namora immediately fell silent. They clearly know that the seven teenage boys are superstars at this school, known as J7.

Some female disciples immediately put on their friendly looks to attract the attention of Jol, the young man who had just given the reprimand earlier. While the male students, one by one left their seats because they did not want to deal with the J7 children.

"Morah. You still here? They're getting ready to leave. You're not warming up, it's good to hear them," Jol comes over to Namora, then pats her on the shoulder followed by Jericho, Juned, Jaiz, James, Julio and Jufran.

Namora only says a short time before picking up her Hoodie jacket, then replies to Jol's shoulder before leaving them.

The J7 children frowned, each of them looking at Namora's behavior.

"It looks like Namora is no longer friends with us" James said, staring at Namora's back. Meanwhile, Jol, just lifted his shoulders like a fool, then followed towards Namora who had disappeared behind the school gate.

When Namora arrived on the bus, she did not see any of the students there. Seeing this, Namora could only take a heavy breath.

"Well, anyone can doubt my abilities. However, after this has passed, you will all be like dogs licking my shoes!" Namora muttered in the heart.

He knew that no one was looking after him. But that doesn't matter. After all, the goal of taking part in this tournament was not to increase popularity alone. Instead, he wanted to make a calculation with Diaz. And he knew that one of them would die in the meeting.

Because Namora knows that Diaz has no other choice but to resort to cunning after she forces Rudi to miss the tournament.

In his mind this time was, cheating might not be too much, however, visible cheating would definitely be done by Diaz. That was why he wanted to guess, what fraud Diaz would commit.

Just as Namora enters the bus, puts her carry-on bag onto the seat, her phone suddenly rings, signaling a text message.

Namora pulled out her phone, then read the text message.

A cynical smile appeared on her thin lips at this moment, after reading a series of text messages sent by the person by the name of Merisda on her contact list.

"Doped?" Namora muttered softly.

According to the text message she received, Merisda warned her to be careful, because her brother Ardi had given money and strong medicine to Diaz to harm him in the tournament later.

Merisda also said that her brother had realized his mistake, then he asked Merisda to tell Namora to be careful, as well as a sincere apology from Ardi.

Namora already knows what fraud Diaz will commit. He then clicked on Merisda's number, then placed the contact in the block list, then immediately sat on the seat on the bus that would immediately take him to Dolok ginjang, where he was on a bus, who will be the host in this edition of the tournament event.

Some people, consisting of teachers, to schools, and students who want to participate enliven, have now come and entered the bus.

Long story short, when the driver honks at the bus, some students lazily start boarding the bus, and, then gazed in disdain towards Namora who was currently covering the martial attire she was wearing with her Hoodie jacket.

After all the seats had been fully filled, where in the front row were the teachers, whispers again occurred between them.

"Who do you think will win this game?" Ask a male student to his best friend who is sitting next to him.

"This time our school is not underdog at all. In fact, entering the top ten was extremely difficult. I feel like this time the new village High School is the winner. Diaz is very favored this time," replied his friend.

Since the chair where Namora was sitting was very close to the student who was chatting earlier, Namora could hear her very clearly.

Some of the students looked towards Namora, then said. "Namorah. It is not too late to withdraw from the tournament. Did you know that, in the preliminary round, your opponent might be Diaz. Do you know Diaz? He was a student of the recently very famous Dojo. It only takes less than five years, this Dojo can measure their name and become one of the top ten karate colleges that everyone dreams of being able to study there," the other word. His tone sounded like a very caring person. However, the look on his face was full of ridicule and was very trifling.

"The new village dojo? What's great?" Jol who knew the obvious and took part in ransacking the new village Dojo together with Namora, only smiled mockingly at them.

"Clearly great. If not great, where maybe lately, many young people who enroll into students there," replied the student again did not want to lose.

"You seem to admire blindly. It's clear that you've missed the news" Jol sneered and smiled faintly.

"missed news?" Some people started to get curious, then turned their bodies back to stare towards Jol who was sitting in their back seat.

"Maybe the news has not reached you, or indeed you who are not up to date with the news,"

"Jol. Explain to us what exactly do you know?!" Pinta them seriously on each person's face.

"So you said that the new Kampung Dojo was great right? Don't you know that last night, the new village dojo was ransacked, and many of its students were injured. In fact, the first brother in the Dojo also did not escape. And you don't even know that Rudi, he broke a rib, and his head broke from being hit with a baseball bat. Rudi is unlikely to enter this tournament. So, automatically there is only one representative left, which is Diaz alone," replied Jol with a mocking smile.

"Well.., what?" Some people started to widen their eyes. For them, it's impossible. However, the one who brought this news was Jol himself. If it was Namora, they would have scolded her harshly as a result of the still-unclear news.

Meanwhile, Namora, searching for information about doping through the internet, begins to understand how this drug works, along with its side effects.

Namora no longer cared about them. He began to fold his hands in front of his chest, then leaned back to rest his body.

Seriate...