Since The Fall Of Maglindo
Chapter 01 part VI: The Purpose of Life

Actually I quite like to read things related to sociality, both in books, the internet, and directly through its application in everyday life. Everything that made me curious, made my head filled with questions, changed my way of thinking to be completely confused, I often learned it through reading. But here, it can be concluded that I am the type of person who likes to read, only that it is not a textbook.

“Oh yes, Ryuga!”

I remember something important, one of the reasons why I was here.

Using my right hand, I interrupted my pants pocket to pick up a letter I had found before under the table.

When showing it, Ryuga's face doesn't look like he's the culprit. An expression that also said that someone was confused by what was going on.

“What is it, mail?”

I laughed a little underestimatingly at his question.

“As you can see, this is a letter. Try reading for a minute.”

He took. As Ryuga tried to open it as much as possible so as not to damage the envelope, I tried to explain.

“That I found under my desk. Actually I came here also thanks to the encouragement of the sentence written in it. Yeah, more to the arrows anyway. I think it's also your plan to pull someone here.”

When reading it, Ryuga's forehead wrinkled slightly. In addition to making sure, I took the time to see how the reaction of the two women who previously looked at me. But unfortunately I just remembered that they have been missing since then, “Basar forget” that's what I said to myself.

“I didn't do it. Could it be AI? No, it's obviously impossible.” He asked himself.

Although I was curious who was named AI—he mention was difficult—in between them, I as much as possible focused my mind on the topic being discussed.

“Then who did it? I think this is not just a joke that happened to happen, or a misdirected letter.”

“I'm also confused now. Can I keep this letter for a while? I will ask directly to some people concerned.”

“Take it, it can't be eaten.”

Feeling that this conversation had completed its climax, I intended to leave by getting out of the chair.

When walking towards the door, there was not a single word I wanted to say, like “See ya” or something like that, so did Ryuga who just kept quiet looking at me with her trademark smile.

After being completely outside, I was silent for a moment. It was a good experience, including one that was suitable to be stored in my little memory.

There was actually a bit of regret when I decided to decline the offer to join her. Who would have expected that such a great opportunity would exist, was truly so shocking. But like human nature, when it wants something and is granted by God, then the next desire will be much greater.

I turned down their offer because there was an obvious reason, which was that the opportunity to make a lot of friends was still more open if it was out there. In other words this was a gamble, my youth being the cost of making it happen. If it fails, nor does it matter, sad things like loneliness are like daily food to me. But that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop changing the color of my bleak life, there's still plenty of time. After all, I have been fully aware since long ago, thinking naively by assuming that getting 1000 friends just by staying in the back seat is easy.

In my mind it's always stuck; it's the real world, not someone's fiction. Not that I didn't expect it, I wanted to, but it was impossible to form a harem just by pretending to be insensitive. I also don't admit that I'm the saddest, unluckiest person in the world. There are also a lot of people like me, at least one in every district, and if we meet each other then a bond will be formed. The problem is I haven't found yet.

When my mind was filled with things that could twist the facts, there was one question I still wanted to ask Ryuga.

I opened the door again by just bringing up a part of my body from behind it.

Ryuga remained in his position, similarly, there was no good movement from his smiley countenance.

“May I ask you one more question, Ryuga?”

“Iya, of course.”

There was a pause for a moment because I was trying to recall what I wanted to ask. Luckily it did not suddenly enter into forget mode.

“Last year, how many members of this club?”

“Four people.”

As expected, this far exceeds my thinking.

Then I closed the door and shut for a second time. Unlike the first time I entered here, my mind felt not too heavy, but after coming out as if everything was raging inside my head.

Here, the Volunteer Club, keeps various secrets inside. Ryuga did not mention this directly during the conversation between us that took place earlier, but my eyes were observant, because it was actually not too difficult to notice.

Like the number of their members. From there alone there are many possibilities that can happen, and anyone with common sense will at least feel the strangeness.

No, forget it. Too many thought it would only bring about illness, which is why there are so many people dying young now. Rather than that, I'd better go around looking for something fun.

What about breakfast?

That's a good idea, the problem is where the cafeteria is. I'm a first-year student, and it's the first day, so it's clear that I don't know all the locations around. Someone has to show me the role, I need a guide.

At the same time, the door opened from the inside. The one who appeared was Ryuga.

“You're still here, Crayon. I think I've been gone since.”

“There are some things that bother my head. Oh yeah, now where are you going?”

Ryuga can be used as a guide, because his existence clearly says that he is the upperclassman, in other words knows more about this school than I do.

“Ke teacher room.”

That's not the answer I want to hear. Who wants to go there if they have no interest. Obviously from the combined words between “space” and “guru” can certainly be interpreted as a place or space in this case, used by teachers.

By going there, it would have been like suicide if it had been me. I had entered several times, and it was impossible that if a disciple would like to linger there, the atmosphere inside was completely different than just standing in front of the classroom.