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

And Ryuga, casually said he was going to the teacher's room. Besides being great, he still had time to show me his smile. Crazy man, is he just filled with positive energies?

“Do you want to come?” ask Ryuga.

“No, obviously not.”

While chatting, he closed the door.

“Then I go first. You can come here again if you change your mind, the Volunteer Club always welcomes you.”

He just left after saying it.

In the meantime, it turns out the weather is starting to get really hot. Because now it is summer, so even though it is not in the middle of the day, it is still impossible to keep sweat from coming out of the surface of the skin if exposed to direct sunlight. Moreover, plus the effect of light reflection from glass, as if modernity also has things that cannot be overcome, so it only has a bad impact.

Finished with a daydream, Ryuga has disappeared from the sight of the eye. As before, my intentions remained unchanged, my stomach was still hungry for not eating anything since this morning. So I decided to move back so as not to die silly from hunger at the door.

Passing the same path when I got here, for a moment I stared at the football field and it made my eyes receive too much light. There was no one there, maybe also the result of hot weather, so it will interfere when the game process because it is really blinding.

When it comes to school grounds that breadth is hard to count, there are plenty of people who do whatever they find fun. They are not afraid of the heat of the sun, after all there is a lot of shade around here, plus the green trees seem to fight it.

The crowd around me was clearly coming from various clubs trying to promote all things to be proud of, obviously the goal was to attract new members from first-year students. Not to be outdone, the clubs that seemed to be closely connected to food also established their sales venues here. As the school's official forum once explained, there are no restrictions on what they do. In addition, this has become a characteristic of the first day of school, distinguishing it from an annual festival is like an impossible thing to do.

Luckily, because of their existence so I could fill my empty stomach. Walking towards the cafeteria was obviously impossible, so I would buy food in them only.

From the look, it is clear that it can be distinguished which one can withstand hunger and also which only serves as a snack. Therefore I choose ... which says “gratis” in front of him.

Want how else, from home I really did not bring anything, being a very unpleasant forgetful, only a few things that could be intentionally and accidentally attached to the memory. Based on the notice I have read, the first day there is no lesson, it is said that the bell will only sound 3 times, namely entering, resting, and returning home. So it's not weird that I should if I don't have a dime in my pocket, it should be, right, I'm not weird right?

“Sorry, is it true I can get free food?”

Under certain circumstances, I can also speak very politely. As now, I am no different from the beggars, but the beggars themselves are very rare now.

“Iya. It's kind of a promotion from me, because I intend to make my own club. Do you want one?”

I quickly nodded in response.

“Ready, wait a minute.”

While she was making food for me, I just kept quiet to see how great she worked. In terms of appearance, he has a fierce face and a fairly sturdy body also high. I think people will not suspect about it, in terms of the profession of the chef himself now mostly have a more beautiful appearance, good-looking and beautiful, even though it's also because I get confused whether they sell food or face.

“Do you want to join my club?” He asked while his hands were busy.

“No, I'm less interested in the cooking world. But if it's food, I like it.”

Even though I answered him frankly, he did not feel upset or disappointed or anything else. Besides, his cooking ability even seemed to be getting boosted after I said it.

“Are you not angry?” my many.

“Huh? Oh, no, where is possible. Before intending to create a club, I also already knew that getting members would not be as easy as turning the palm of the hand.”

This guy looks good, that's what I think of him. Not because he gave me food, but every word that came out of his mouth was truly sincere.

As for the food-themed club that the man in front of me is currently offering, it will clearly eliminate my original goal of joining the club, which is so that my life is not bleak. Because as I told him, cooking is not something I like, if my sister, Yuna, might be interested. So even if it was forced, it was impossible for me to join him. After all, from the beginning of school I was also not too worried about the affairs of the club, now my mind can not be separated from the same topic.

“You want chocolate, milk, what strawberries? There are only three flavors that I made, so there are no other flavors anymore.”

Free but also able to choose what kind of food ordered, isn't that too good to say good?

“Brown only. Oh yeah, can I know your name?”

I rarely ask questions like this when I talk to other people. However, because he had a positive aura, and from earlier we had already chatted with each other, so it was as if there was no more awkwardness handcuffing me.

“I, Osmond. And you?”

“Call only Crayon.”

After getting acquainted, he, Osmond, finally finished with the crepes he had made especially for me. The fragrant smell instantly smelled as I held it, in other words Osmond really made it wholehearted.

“Thank you for the food. But, it's free right?”

“Iya. Try tasting first, I will make your judgment to develop my cuisine.”

Even though he said so, people who only eat like me may know which parts are the advantages and disadvantages in making it. As long as it can still be consumed, I should be able to eat it. As for any good business, the food that Osmond makes is very good.

I tried it on the first bite, and was instantly hooked, so as slow as I could eat it to look normal. Honestly speaking, it was the best crepes that ever entered my mouth, both in terms of taste and appearance, none of which could match. Osmond should have been as lazy as an international chef, maybe.

As she wished, I was forced to pause the eating process for assessment.

“It's very tasty.”

“What is it?”

“Iya. By saying 'This is very delicious' it is clear that your food has met the feasibility in all aspects. I don't really understand how to draw conclusions to say that a food is good or not, but your making is definitely good. I'll take the time sometime to buy as a customer.”

“Thank you, I will always wait for your arrival.”

When I intended to leave, I realized that what was happening now was very fitting to build a friendship, even we were worthy enough to be considered so.

But to make sure—

“Sorry if you're amused to hear it, but can we be friends?”

“Yes, of course you can. Besides that rather than amused, I am even grateful that you invited me to be your friend, because now I also do not have a single acquaintance here.”

After that we laughed together. Although we were new to know, we were already like two people who had been in contact for a long time. And also, Osmond, was my first friend at this school, so I was very happy, I always wanted to smile like Ryuga.

Wait, speaking of Ryuga, can I also consider him a friend? Seems like. After all, there is no rule that if you claim that you and someone who is familiar enough is a friend is wrong, in this case if one of them does not ask “Do you want to be my friend?” then the other does not answer “Iya” then considered not a legitimate friendship. Such a law does not exist, obviously does not exist. In other words Ryuga is my first friend since school here? No, I don't feel that way. So in conclusion Osmond remains my first friend.

Actually talking about friendship is pretty embarrassing for me, but without friends it's definitely more embarrassing, I know it completely.