
The clock shows at 11 p.m. The rain has stopped. At midnight like this, the city was crowded due to the intoxicating purple rays. Roro still admitted, day and night are the same. I don't know what reason makes Roro finish his job as a teacher. Summarizing the material tomorrow along with the matter of training on the hologram laptop that he bought. Roro was stunned. Is this art that he plays for Rara? Even Roro can not say Rara is the holder of the book of hell. Then the story of a group of delinquent teenagers, Roro just realized. They're the same people who bullied Rara.
Is it true that all Roro's actions merely protect Rara? The answer lies in the flashes of shooting stars. The star is quite close to the residence of Roro. The light that caught his attention. Roro immediately made a request: hopefully Roro will protect Rara accordingly.
At least, Roro believes enough in the session to say the request to the shooting star.The next day, the classroom atmosphere takes place normally and slightly drains the good mood of Roro. Some empty seats. Roro's guess is right. They were yesterday's students of this class. However, exterminating some does not mean Rara's problem is over.
The students present were still willing to bully Rara with cynical words and throw paper balls. Roro can be patient and continue to teach as usual, if they are not also ridiculed even men take sexual actions like pat Roro's ass.
"Can you all shut up?" Roro glanced at the children with a smile-forced-friendly-like. In his heart, he had summed up the seraph. If God doesn't mind, he casts spells so they're afraid of his gaze. "Then, don't bother Rara."
"About Rara dearest."
"Kuy attacked the guy!"
Damn it, Roro keeps saying that. Don't hurt Rara. And here's the impact. Roro pelted paper balls. Ears ringing due to negative calls from the mouths of young people. They call her a witch; an outdated teacher; or whatever.
Faintly, Roro's pupils began to fade. Small bubbles are getting more and more there.
"Rorro?" Hah, congratulations to you. Roro's pupils did not disappear. He looked, a man in a super neat shirt and suit was standing in the doorway. "Can we talk outside for a minute?"
"certain." However, inwardly, Roro continued to offer vows to the students. God still loves him! With a fake friendly smile, Roro looked up to meet the principal aka the man.
"Can I help you, sir?" he asked as polite as possible, even though Roro's mind was fully watching the situation in the classroom.
"Understand." The voice as soft as the mother reprimanded her son, if Roro did it, there was a bus sound like a monster.
"Then, this is the result of last month's exam." He put a small card into Roro's palm. "Just tell them that's the result they got. The teacher who was holding the exam is absent."
"Good." After that, Roro returned to class with a glimpse of memory. He said Roro missed something, but what?
For a moment Roro put the card next to the blackboard. In an instant, there appeared a list of historical test scores with Rara's name as the first rank. It was only a very short entertainment for Roro who was busy remembering something. What's missing? He's up to the dustbin of his luggage. There was a ringing sound and Roro was shaking.
Spidol. That important item was left behind with the pencil case.
"Rara, can you get me a pencil case on my desk?" said Roro glanced at one of the disciples he was most familiar with. Ah, look how beautiful Rara is when she smiles broadly. He stood up while receiving Roro's help, then vanished in his sight. Hope Rara knows Roro's desk.
"Ah.... Here are your test results. For those who are good value, be proud. However, whether the grades are high or low, you need to study longer to understand."
And Roro doesn't care if they listen or not. Furthermore, the value table was replaced with a hologram in the form of a war of one of the kingdoms in Indonesia. Very smart people who make their shape. Just a few sentences Roro explained, his memory again warned one thing.
"U-for an explanation, please read page 30. Ask as you please, children." However, Roro's mind was entirely on vague memories. He said the warning was related to Rara. The girl was picking up a pencil box. And the pencil box....
Goddamnit! Roro's eyes immediately round sempuna. Even her pupils just disappeared. He quickly left the class. Suppose that the humans were not given any suspicion, he could use his power freely. Roro has to hide the power of switching places, replaced by running fast. Fuck the torn skirt.
Because Roro was worried that Rara would die because of the book of hell that overlapped that sacred pencil box! []