Secret's! [War Of K-M-DGsp-M4221] Locked OSO.0
[B1-54] Secret's New Partner? (1/3)

Queuing to apply to become general students of Pencak Silat Perguruan District.2, Ret and Rom with an awkward step forward a step from the previous queue position.

Yeah ... I don't really understand, anyway, about family, but, Ret thought. He looked back.

“S’up,Rat?!” ask Rom.

Ret shook his head.

“.... No. gabe. It'sit's nothing. It's just ...”

“What?!”

“.... I don't know.”

Ret facing back line.

“You are very strange, Rat, come on,” Roman sneer, pursed his lips.

Being in front of the registration desk, Ret saw a stack of paper sheets and Credit payment tool boxes.

“Night, Deck,” greet a registration desk keeper, and give Ret one yellow paper, “You can write here your personal data and then pay. The rest we will have test next week.”

Shit. no, thought Ret, then asked, “Testnya, sir? I mean, is there an entrance test?! Can I know―”

“Next!” the guard shouted to the person behind Ret.

Ret exclaimed in panic, “T-wait! Sir, I ...”

“We do not accept students who are not serious, although you will only be general students, this still affects our reputation, sorry, Dek,” said the guard.

Rom nodded strongly and befell him with vigor, “Yeah. This old-man is right, Rat! You can't act like that!! Get out of there if you're not serious!”

Uhh. This child ... He had entered this College, now he instead, thought Ret, then pleaded to the guard of the registration table, “I will be serious, Sir, believe me!”

“OK. I will forgive you,” insisted the keeper, giving Ret a registration form in the form of a yellow paper curl, “But pay attention to your attitude later, Dek! No more such behavior for the 2nd time, understand?”

“Ok―” Ret replied firmly, “Siap, Sir!”

Ret writes her personal data on the registration form paper, then gives it back to the guard.

“Seven training days, only 100 Credits, Dek.”

“Se―” Ret widens both eyes, Hundred?!! Uh! I just remembered that SoeoR didn't tell me how much the registration fee was! Damnit.

The young man was astonished and was almost flabbergasted like that. He was nervous but kept his smartphone out of his pants pocket.

Ret looked back and saw Rom still struggling strangely.

“S’up, Rat?!” ask Rom, “What? What's wrong?”

Uh... I don't, thought Ret, shaking his head, “Nothing.”

Ret paid 100 Credits to become a general student of the District Pencak Silat Padepokan.2. And the registration guard gave Ret a yellow card. He exhaled his heavy breath, took the card and turned around leaving the queue.

“If register here 100 Credits, how much in other martial arts places, Rom?” ret asked the blond man as he had also separated himself from the queue.

Rom waved his yellow card nonchalantly. “Umm ... 1,500 credits is the cheapest, which I know, so I came here, you know, lha ...”

“Ap―” Ret out of words. That's almost 20 times that?! Damnit. Lucky I was told by So ⁇ oR to be a student here.

Being at Padepokan Gate, Ret with an expression on his face like very confused.

This child is indeed very strange and unclear, Ret thought, turning her head to the blonde. But ... maybe he is

very good, it turns out?!

“Why do you look confiused like that, Rat?”

“Uh? No, I ...”

Ret can't just divulge the secret. However, he was also unlikely to ask about the matter of Stamps and Illegal Informants to just anyone.

“What you know about: Stamps?” whispered Ret, in an unclear tone.

seeing face.

“Thabib, huh?!” roman Cibir.

Hearing Rom's sneer like that, Ret gasped and instantly widened his black eyes.

“Huh?! Rom, you ...”

“Rat, you want to play the same illegal thing like that ...?! Are you stupid, huh? You know, right, I'm going to join the Justiceman Unit one day, and you dare to ask me about it?”

Rom snapped and scolded Ret in such a convincing tone.

“Uh. I-it ..”.

However, the blond man suddenly instantly turned into a relaxed back.

“Bay the way,” he said, nonchalantly swinging his hand-held smartphone, “I know the place. I mean, The Informant Place ..”

“Huh ..!?” muttered Ret, dumbfounded. What the fuck, anyway! This person was very vague and unpredictable as he spoke, damn ...!!

The blond man showed his smartphone screen to Ret.

“Oh.” Ret watches the Rom smartphone screen, carefully. “So like this, yes, portal Mobile Terminal World Maps ...”

“You suck, man,” umpat Rom, shaking his head, “I mean, see the mark! You're not even proud of World Maps?!! What credit do you have with how dare to find an Informant? What don't you―”

“No,” Ret denied, shook his head, “I won't borrow your Credits! View this ...”

The black-haired man showed his smartphone screen to Rom.

Rom widened his bright sparkling eyes. “Oh, shit! You rich, Rat?! Why didn't you tell me from the beginning? You can buy me, right? Lets go to―”

“No. Of course it can't, because,” Ret said, pursing her lips. This Credit belongs to someone else .

borrowed it.

Rom pursed his lips. “’Cause ..?”

“Yah. You know, here, not my Credits, completely―so, can I copy the map to an Informant in this area?” ret's pretext, turned his eyes away.

Rom grinned widely and turned off his smartphone.

“You think there's a ‘free’ in this current Era?"

Uh, yeah, of course it's gonna end up like this, so, Ret thought, then looked at Rom nervously, “How much credit should I pay, Rom?

”No ...” Rom shook his head. “It's can't like that, Rat! I don't need your loan credit at all ...!”

Ughb ... Yeah ... These 100 Credits of mine are indeed Loan Credits, but why was it that when he said it like that it felt so painful, yes, Ret thought. He breathed his heavy breath.

Seeing Ret exhaling heavily, Rom grinned widely.

“Allow me to come with you, Rat! I also need Herbs for the desperate situation later,” sued Rom, turning on his smartphone again. “How?”

“Huh?!” Ret dumbfounded. “Only that ..?”

“What is ‘only it’?!” Rom pursed his lips. “You don’t know, how valuable Stamps are for Informants in this Middle Class Resident Area, huh?”

Is it worth it?! How can I be so lucky to get it this easy, Ret thought. He widened his eyes, dumbfounded.

Rom raised the corner of his lips. “Heh? You didn't realize it, did you?”

“No. It's so hard, anyway, that I have to be a slave, huh,” muttered Ret, exhaling in frustration.

“What are you muttering, Rat?! Lets go!”

Rom shows the way to one of the Informants in Area.3 around Padepokan Pencak Silat.

“This,” muttered Ret, with his body jerking and goosebumps in fear, “Region of gangsters?!”

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