Paradoxon: Fix In Posterum
The fix 56
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The car stopped right in front of a large school building towering behind the gate in front of him.
After the driver spoke to the guard at the security post, he opened the gate for them to enter.
The driver parked his car right in one of the empty parking areas there. A moment later he silently waited for the order from the bluish-black haired man who was sitting right in the back seat.
The man had a firm jaw with a European-like face. He was wearing sunglasses, in an all-white suit complete with gloves and similar-colored shoes.
The man lowered his car window, removed the glasses he was wearing and looked up at the large school building that was right in front of him.
"You stay here, I won't be long" he told the driver.
"Okay sir" the driver replied and began to be busy looking at the movements of the man he called the master.
The man got out of his car. Standing right outside the object while continuing to stare at the building before him. He drew a smile as he removed the glasses he was wearing, stuffing them into the pocket of the suit he was wearing.
"It's show time," he murmured. The man stepped towards the entrance there. Walking with her elegant steps towards the direction of the teacher room. Someone was going to meet him there.
"Alright, then excuse me," said a brown-haired man who had just walked out from inside the teacher's room. He seems to be one of the students who attended school there, seen from the uniform he was wearing.
The man paused for a moment, looking at the figure of the man who had just stepped out from within the teacher room and was now walking towards the same direction as him.
"Well, what a coincidence," he muttered, who then stepped back and walked toward the teacher's room there.
GECK! GECK!
He knocked twice on the door before pushing it inwards. As soon as the door opened, the focus of the people inside was immediately on her who had just arrived.
"Ah, t-master.." one of the old men with bald heads said, he looked surprised and hurried up from his seat as he rushed over to the man. The others just kept quiet and watched him. "What are you here for?" Ask the old man to her.
"I need your help," the man with bluish-black hair reached into his suit pocket, and then showed him a white card, which he then thrust into the old man before him.
The man paused for a moment staring at the card he had just given, reading something written there. He then glanced at the man and smiled wryly.
"I'll be happy to help you" he said.
"Then show me the way," the man in white clothes said as he moved a little from the man's face, giving himself a way to pass.
BLAM!
The door closed once they got out together. And the circumstances inside returned just like before the man arrived to grab their attention.
Arriving at the corridor the older man walked in front of him, leading the man until then they arrived at an intersection.
The man was breathing clear oxygen in the garden, he liked the clear air he was living in right now.
"I'm sure, it will be very easy" he muttered, who then walked over to an empty bench. The bench is on one large shade tree that holds anyone sitting right under it.
"Let's wait," he said, taking out two drinks that he had prepared beforehand. He will wait for the person in his car to get there.
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"Nero!" His spontaneous call made the man surprised.
"A-ah, huh sir? Why?" He asked with a surprised face. He looked at Cato who had just arrived at the library room and surprised him.
"I almost forgot something before you left."
"uh? What is it sir?"
"Can you help me to bring these things to the warehouse? I have a hard time bringing this much stuff myself. Therefore, since you have no other activities I ask you to help. It's okay, right?" Cato showed me a stack of books he had just prepared.
"Oh, of course sir. I will help, after all I have no other job."
"Then please do."
"Alright sir," said Nero who then grabbed a few piles of thick books that he had to carry to the warehouse which was located quite far from the library. To be able to arrive at the warehouse, Nero had to pass through the teacher's room first after that walking far through the field. But he could arrive sooner if he took a shortcut through the park.
After taking into account all the books he would carry, Nero then stepped out from within the library room with a stack of books in his hands. The books were almost thirty centimeters thick, not to mention not just one or two that he had to carry.
"A-astaga," Nero grimaced as his hand felt pain from carrying a few piles of books in his hand. He hastened his pace, cutting off the road to the park. But unexpectedly arrived at the park, he even hit a man to fall down with some books in his hand that immediately fell.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't see you" said Nero, who then helped the man to stand up. "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it" he said as soon as the man managed to get up from his original position.
"Ah, it's okay. I didn't notice you were walking anyway" the man looked at Nero.
"Once again I'm sorry," said Nero unwell. The man who had just been hit by him then turned to focus on several books scattered on the grassy ground.
"Geez, you brought all these thick books alone?" The man crouched down to pick it up.
"Eh, yes," he said as he squatted down to clean up the books he had to take to the warehouse.
"Let me help to tidy it up" said the man.
"Thank you" said Nero. The man began to be busy helping Nero to clear all the books on the ground then piled them into one. "It looks like you're tired, until you hit me."
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