Since The Fall Of Maglindo
Chapter 03 Part II: Have You Eaten That Banana?

What the fuck is that expression? I never even imagined the look on her face would turn out to be what it is now. As I see it, there are so many feelings that are contained, be it happiness, sadness, resignation, hope, wonder, and all the things that feel impossible if it is him.

I don't know what to do now. I feel like I have accidentally made someone lose their identity, or even return to their true identity. Indeed, at that time, I did not expect Grizelle to cry when the man who suddenly came just roughed up, but this time, even I just showed her a letter.

Yes, it is like a statement of love. And come to think of it, he could be embarrassed because he misunderstood the understanding of something that refers to dating. However, even a type of person like Grizelle, seeing how innocent she was, made my head work harder to solve the cause, should it be related to her past.

“No, don't get me wrong, I just want to ask if you know the person who put the letter under my desk.”

Maybe because he realized that he had misunderstood, he covered his face with both hands for a while and then continued by tidying his hair back.

He returned to normal afterwards, it was marked by his calm but sharp facial expression.

“Sorry.”

“Ah, yes, it's okay.”

For some reason now the atmosphere has become very awkward. It was almost the same as the first time I had a conversation with him, but it wasn't this heavy, I should have enjoyed the moments where he answered my question with his coldness.

“Ja-so, do you know the person who put the letter?”

“No. Since I came there has been no one walking towards your desk, and classes are already crowded.”

Although he said with a calm face, it instead looked funny as his mouth ate the ice cream he previously wanted to take.

“Can I read the contents?” ask her.

I responded with a nod while continuing to eat the fried bananas I had not spent.

He opened the envelope very slowly, as if he did not want to make the slightest indentation that could damage the outside look. While reading the contents, his face was ordinary, but maybe I know how he thinks now, “Why more to a solicitation statement than a love statement?” roughly like that, because my reaction was so at first.

Then he went back to tidying it up and handed it to me again.

I knew it was going to be difficult, from the beginning my mind thought it was. It is a simple case, the impact is not too much or even not there at all, but I feel this must be solved, as if the culprit had guessed where I would go.

If it is considered that the person is close to me, so that he knows many things from me, then obviously based on the facts that exist it sounds impossible. After all, just looking at his goal, I can't think of anything that “clear”.

After finishing the fried banana accompanied by various chaotic thoughts, I saw the ice cream that Grizelle was eating was also gone.

Suddenly he pointed to one of the foods.

“Can I grab that bread over there?”

“Iya, please. If you need to spend it all.”

He was very different the first time I offered him. There is no longer a timid name, now it looks more like an adult woman who is far from the word labile. However, seeing her eat was sobering, I didn't even expect why it would be this familiar with women in less than a day.

Even if Grizelle asked for it, I would order some more food so that this scene would become increasingly eroded by time. Saying so, actually I also eat food ordered very greedily, in contrast to the calm-quiet.

“I haven't had time to ask, what was the cause of your quarrel before?”

Despite being busy eating, Grizelle seemed intent on taking the time to answer my question.

“You don't need to interfere, it's a personal matter.”

“Oh, okay. But I'm still wondering, why did you choose to work here?”

“I think you should read a lot of books that discuss human desires.”

He went back to eating. Actually considering this is not a food that needs extra movement to consume it, so even while talking I think I can still, it's just that some people out there will consider it rude.

“Sort of social knowledge?”

“Include it.”

“Then have you read a book called 1001 How to Get Friends?”

It could have been the same condition as I am currently experiencing, wanted to have many friends but did not know how to get it. Because it is also up to reading the information related to the realization of desire.

Of course from the point of view of others it will look sad, how bleak the life of a lonely person. But in reality, what others should do is embrace those who fail to live their lives, not stay away from them.

Yes, I have no right to say that, because I also prefer to stay away from association, and at the end even bring regret.

“I seem to read it, because most books are finished I read, so there is no choice but to read the ones that have not.”

Good reason, Grizelle, but I know you're lying. A person who has experienced what others have experienced, is far more sensitive than the average human in general, even close to the title of All-Knowing. After all it was a bad way of lying, for no reason everyone would have a lot of guesses, so conclusions could not be drawn easily.

“Talking about friends, have you accepted me as your friend?”

“I don't need friends.”

“Why is that?”

“I told you because they are fake, only come at certain times.”

As usual, he was a little annoyed when talking about this topic. I think she's still not detached from her past, or indeed fell mentally because of her brother's treatment.

“Then I will be your real friend, how?”

“Stay not needed. Never mind, the food is up too, but thank you very much.”

I felt quite astonished, this was faster than I had expected before. I never imagined that Grizelle would have such a big appetite, rival me or even surpass me. It turns out that he has many sides in him, while I have known some of them, because he may still have another side.

Then without needing to be told, Grizelle again transported all the eating utensils onto her trolley, I helped a little. As he walked to the back, I followed him to head to the cashier's desk. There I used the Identity Card as a payment medium, but the cashier was astonished.

Is it too much to make it so? Besides as I recall, I have long since not checked the balance amount in it, so—

“Sorry doesn't mean anything, how much is my money?” I said it slowly so people wouldn't think I was arrogant.

“There are 10,” whispers.

Surprising, even before it was only about a million times the last time I saw it. I think it's my bored mother, she sometimes does unexpected things just for a joke.

After finding out that the number was already very more than enough, I checked around and found that Grizelle was not around, probably busy at the back. My goal is to do it, of course there is.

“Oh yes, give his 10,000 as tip money for Grizelle.”

“You're serious?!”

“Stttt, don't be noisy!”

“I'm sorry.”

The reason I did it, was because of my hunch that this was necessary. Actually when I heard the answer from Grizelle when I asked her why she works in a place like this, there were certainly a lot of things that immediately popped into my head.

With him telling me to read a book about human desire, as if it was hinting that his desire was also in the book. Whereas from what I know, based on some human desire, what matches Grizelle is wealth or just call money, obviously because in the events of the previous class, it had something to do with money. In addition, if he should be sufficient, he will not work here, of course the reason is a lot, for example looking at greedy human nature, there is something to do with the salary of each existing job, in other words the possibility of salary here is greater, plus tip money from customers that can make someone rich instantly. Then if you think of other possibilities, there should be a condition that requires Grizelle to do this kind of thing, in addition to meeting daily needs, he said, it could have been that he wanted to buy something like a teenager in general, but thinking that the person was Grizelle, I thought it was wrong.

What about the wishes of other humans? Back again like I said before, if the guy was Grizelle, it was something impossible to happen, but it's not necessarily, he could have something I don't know yet, so at least there will be a new path that appears later. I mean, when it comes to popularity, based on her personality, that kind of thing doesn't look like something she needs to live life.

After all, I still wonder to myself why I have come so far to think about it. As though it sounded fictitious, something rose up from within me. And without my expectations, my head became too hard to work, but I thought I would increase because of that as well. Actually the excessive use of the mind has been experienced since the registration test exam. It is only a day, but of course my brain will respond to it as a 1-year work in 1 time because normally I would not do that.

“What do you want to convey a message?”

“Hmm. Maybe just like this, when he asks who gave him, just answer from your friend.”

“Good, I will convey.”

After that he returned my ID card from the scraping machine. When I got out of the cafe and got back on my bike, I didn't see Grizelle anymore, maybe she was busy. So without greeting him again, I continued to go home with a stomach that could be said to have been filled.