RISE OF CHIMERA: The Beginning Of This Story
~TEST~
Starting a new day, as usual Yoki walks early to the bus stop. After returning home from a visit to Gaia's house, Yoki fell asleep in the room. He had no time to think of anything else, as it had been covered by his exhaustion.
“Where is my to-do book? I've been looking for no.”
Currently Yoki was being struck by anxiety. The stuff he was supposed to bring to school, has disappeared. He actually does not know for sure, it could have been lost or tucked away because of his carelessness.
“Haaah, if it's like this maybe I will be scolded by the teacher. If re-engineering will not be able to,” Yoki looked at the sky, with an expression that does not wear, “CIKH, especially the teacher is Mr. Thomas.”
Along the way he continued to rummage, until he arrived at the bus stop where he was going to school.
Yoki had already resigned, he could already imagine what punishment would be given to him. Well, at least he's been experienced in 13 times of punishment. He knows what it feels like to be punished.
But unfortunately, despite such experience Yoki has never once tried to feel the punishment of Mr. Thomas.
“Haaah, Gaia has not come well.”
Yoki took a comfortable sitting position. He is currently on his way to school.
“I think he needs a lot of rest. But ...,” Yoki remembered something, it was the smile Gaia gave, “That smile was like telling me something.”
While he was pensive, about to reflect on everything.
“Ehh snapped,” there is another memory that comes, “Oh yes, my book is at work. Dad!”
What an unlucky day it turns out, the answer even made things worse. First he did not bring the taskbook due to carelessness and secondly, it was likely that Yoki would be late to school.
Well, all along the way he could only fumble, begging for this trip to run unimpeded. In fact, also begged the security guard to loosen his discipline. In essence, all the rapport and requests were intended for his own safety.
After passing the trip by bus, Yoki finally arrived at his destination. The one thing he saw first was the school gate, it was still open. Maybe just by running fast, Yoki can get to the destination safely.
“Yosh, goddess of luck sided with me!”
His steps were immediately speeded up, Yoki gleefully ran towards the gate of his salvation and well, he succeeded. Yoki was finally safe after passing through the gate.
“Yeah, the security guard is also invisible. Time to go to the next place!”
Yoki continues his run, his next goal is class. Let the sweat wash over the body, the important thing is that his self-esteem can still be saved.
Nice phrase to describe Yoki's current actions. However, the 13 punishments were not experiences to be proud of.
“Heh, Gaia!”
Yoki was surprised not without reason, he had just arrived at the classroom and suddenly saw Gaia who was putting her head on the table. There was Kenichi beside him, too, but Yoki ignored him.
“Ehh hei hoahm .. Yoki, how are you?”
“Why did you enter Gaia school, your body is healthy?”
“Already, just me a little sleepy.”
Suddenly Yoki touched Gaia's forehead, trying to determine whether she was still feverish or not. The result, very surprising. Gaia's temperature has returned to normal, is this a miracle? Considering it was only a day he had a fever and his temperature was arguably very high.
Yoki was surprised, and so was Gaia. Understandably he is still weak and tired, when there is someone who touches him without permission, of course he will issue a response. The response was in the form of shock with the head raised away from the table.
“Why temperature suddenly normal?”
“Maybe because yesterday he took a full break and took medicine.”
“Well, I don't know why I'm healing either. But I think that Kenichi is talking about has a point.”
“So .. well.”
“Bu teacher coming!”
While Yoki was thinking, there was a disturbing sound. The sound of a warning signifying the arrival of the teacher to their class. All must first stop their respective activities, because the teaching-learning activities will begin.
*****
In class, during the lesson ….
“Okay children, now prepare the task you have given you.”
A teacher was standing in front of the class, giving instructions on what his student should do now. The teacher was male and was known by the name of Mr. Thomas.
“Good!”
All immediately according, they all reached into the bag and took out their respective task books. Orderly and calm, perhaps because of the teacher who taught them at the moment. The headmaster didn't dare to fight back, let alone them.
“Ehhh, wait a minute.”
Though they had found the requested item, but they were forced to leave the item again and change the focus to the source of the sound.
“Oh well I forgot, I have a little gift for you. Curious?”
“Iya!”
“Alright, for students who have done the task of father will give a gift. This gift may be small .…”
“Heh!”
Suddenly their expressions all changed direction when they heard the word “small”. Small, is that the gift they've been waiting for?
In the cerebellum they say, why wait for a small gift with great euphoria. Yep, that's the meaning behind the simultaneous screams they did earlier. Shouts of their disappointment.
“But, this gift will have a big impact on your future.”
Mr. Thomas was unwilling to give up, he kept lighting fires in the hearts of his students. And well, that one sentence had provoked the curiosity of his protege again.
“You know, this gift can change you in the future.”
“Uwoo! What kind of gift is it?”
“Hoho, are you curious? You curious? You're curious too?”
Mr. Thomas said, pointing fingers and pointing one by one the students. The response given was a nod of the head, a sign that they all answered yes.
“That gift is ...”
Deliberately long to give a dramatic impression, but if there are sane people who watch it they will say, “Lebay.”
“Test impromptu and unified mathematics.”
“Hah!!”
What is it called a gift? Well maybe for geniuses it could be, but most of the subjects in this class don't think so.
Of course the decision has changed the look of their faces automatically and maybe soon it will overflow.
“Why is the prize a test anyway?”
“Hoho, for learners ... test is the most pleasant gift.”
“There are, everywhere the test is not a surprise gift. You think the test is like a birthday gift that can be easily held.”
Hoho, it was an attack that contained. Full of the outpouring of heart that he had snarled earlier. Not only him, it also represented the voices of his classmates.
It worked, maybe not. Stubborn as well, Mr. Thomas, even he showed no reaction to the attack received.
“So you disagree?”
Just like the reply given, a question that indicates that Mr. Thomas does not want to argue.
Meanwhile, the disciple asked only shook his head. That answer was enough for Mr. Thomas to move his index finger again. Heading towards a student sitting in the front row, the second column.
“If you?”
Again a belt that makes Mr. Thomas's finger move again. After that, each direction was also given the same question and he got the same answer.
“Alright then, let's ask the new student. Who knows the answer will be the determinant of this long debate.”
“Haori, do you agree to test?”
He was the decisive of this long debate. All views are focused on the same object, now Haori has become the center of class attention.
He became an innocent victim because of a debate that began with an astonishing gift.
“If I .…”
Who would not be ashamed while being the center of attention of many people, let alone he was a new student and now, he had become the determinant of the fate of the class. Every eye he looked at had hope buried in him, a burden Haori bore so great.
Both of his hands until he continued to wring his skirt, cold sweat also continued to pour. There is a doubt in the eyes that will not be seen with the naked eye. But it all goes against the will of time.
“Of course not.”
“Haaah .…”
“There is no way I will refuse the gift of guru sir.”
“Hah!!”
Just now they were able to breathe a sigh of relief, but Haori was already able to mess up all that with just a sentence.
This answer definitely made Mr. Thomas' expression different from all of them, he smiled happily and welcomed Haori's reply.
“All right, it has been decided that this test is still held and now .…”
Mr. Thomas' tone rose as high as the sky. His fingers were suddenly pointed upwards, not knowing what else he was going to do.
“Deliver your workbook on the table.”