The Betrayal Sword

The Betrayal Sword
THE FIRST MEET


The intense gaze was still shown by Yoshi who was fixed on the scarlet


emi's. The same moment before Yoshi lost his balance, the second


his hands were involuntarily on the right and left sides of Emi, as if locking her up.


An unexpected situation occurred between them.


Sound announcement from loudspeakers announcing that the train


by the way Kyoto Line station has arrived at the destination. The loud speaker


suddenly ringing just now made Emi shocked, she spontaneously stood up because


the movement then Emi hit Yoshi who was still standing at


ahead of him.


Yoshi was a bit pushed back, a puzzled expression naturally


it's on his face.


Emi stepped past Yoshi as soon as the train door opened


although he accidentally hit some people who were standing in front


the door, he got out of the car.


After getting out of the carriage, Emi stood up with a second hold


her knees, her breathing was a little irregular due to the little running she had


out just now then her previously neatly arranged hair was a bit messy and


tidying her hair, she turned to look at the window of the carriage where Yoshi was still standing


sitting in the same place.


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People pass by and out past Yoshi, he just


he stared at Emi who had just left him. I don't know what


thinking about it, Yoshi's gaze was still fixed on Emi who was busy tidying up


his appearance is a bit messy.


The two of them looked at, an indecipherable gaze


it was as if there was something when they had just met a moment ago.


Obstructed by the distance, Yoshi stood facing the window and Emi


on the train platform. Everything felt so fast that the bell signaled the train


we will proceed to the next station at Shinjuku Station. The train started to go


after all the passengers entered, Yoshi who was still silent just realized


slightly shook.


'Uh, what's going on? Why is this train moving? Wait for what


is happening.' Inner Yoshi was puzzled to see Emi from the window starting


moving away from the station with Emi there staring at him.


Emi exhaled, staring at the passing car just now. “Malah


meet a freak anyway,” muttered Emi walking away into the station.


The south ticket door that is the exit route to the east and


west of the station is on the 1Fth floor of the station. After that Emi looked for the stairs down


because the platform is on the 2F floor.


The stairs to the south ticket door are in the direction of a small bridge


platform, going west of the station, Emi walked to the left, then


go east, walk straight to the right, then straight after passing


ticket door.


Finally Emi came out of the station a little crowded because of the day


it's Thursday, one more day at least he can be free for tomorrow


after a long day at school and meeting a strange person


named Yoshi.


A little walk, Emi meets a large and densely packed highway,


high-rise skyscrapers with LEDs contain advertising, crowded shops


then the road is filled with humans who are busy with


interests belong to them.


Emi crossed the other direction, many shops


and food shops. From the very tempting smell, one of the shops


is a melon bakery, he who is interested in buying two loaves of bread to carry


go home and continue on to somewhere.


Browse the shops while greeting the seller who is also familiar


with her, passing through two blocks of shops, Emi walks with a headset


stuck in his ear took ten steps, he went down the alley and turned to


to the left and Emi stared at her destination.


Pushing the glass door that says close, the smell of a special wood scent


slipping in Emi's sense of smell, the former pieces of wood scattered then the wood


the bow and arrow are neatly arranged in the corner of the wall.


Immediately Emi opened the air conditioner, letting the cold air


shrouded in woody scent spread and mixed throughout the room. It occupies


the empty chair on which he stood, took a knife which he always had


it was used but the sound of the door opening stopped Emi from picking it up.


A few boys jokingly entered the shop


Emi, “Halo Kak Emi, good afternoon!” greet the tall boys.


The attention of the boy was fixed on the small knife held


almost stuck on the wooden floor, “ Jeez Kak Emi want what?” exclaims


he pointed at the knife.


“Hah! Turns out Emi y-yandere!” add a boy friend who


just as tall with a made-up look of shock.


Emi turned the lazy eyeball, staring at the two twin boys


who is in front of him.


“Here, I chopped you first.” Emi fad while pretending


swiping that little knife.


The two twin boys retreated a few steps later


laughingly. “If you see Sister Emi like that even less greget,” mock children


that guy's. “Sifatan sis seram that, where anyone wants. Find girlfriend kak.” Twin


the boy shook his head dramatically.


“Taro and Toru!!! You look out yeah. Tomorrow we fight the arrow at


page, don't get to dodge.”


“Wadaw, don't take seriously kak.” Toru shouts without sin.


“Yuk brother, fight! Now also can,” reply Taro spirit.


“Hei, Taro how are you. Remember tomorrow we repeat


algorithm plus physics and then there is still the task haiku,” said Toru patted


hard shoulders accompanied by imaginary quarters on the forehead.


“Aah, boring nih. Don't be serious about it Toru can ask for


other friends.”


“Taro Base. The ace of the arrow club was even relaxed.


Taro, "You forgot that today's match was suicidal because


this time we were told to sing after we finished making it.”


“Waduh, danger nih.”


Emi who saw the two twins whispering to each other, wonder what


which talk. “What are you doing anyway? Whispers, scared huh? Or there is


other business? Yes it is off yes.” He got out of his chair, trying to leave


chamber.


The two twins saw Emi was not excited, straight away


he replied, "No, tomorrow we are busy with assignments and exams so tomorrow


just his match," retorted Taro scratching his nape that did not itch.


“I understand, second-graders are also starting to get busy because they have


want third class.”


Toru furrowed his brow in confusion, seeing Emi still wearing


school uniforms when they thought Emi would train today.


“Kak Emi not training today? Tumben, busy school


also?” Toru asked with a shower of questions.


Emi only sighed, her originally flat expression slightly


unaltered. “I'm also busy third grade late Toru, the reason I don't train because


from today I get a job.”


Taro applauded happily. “Wah, congratulations Emi, finance


brother is not down anymore. Treaty if you have received the first salary dong,” joking


Taro.


“It's rude of you but at least I can earn


while-- Eh still should be Taro who men treat, how the hell.


No gentle,” Emi quipped.


“We're just signing up for Emi's birthday, but I


joint venture yes kak,” said Toru with a face without sin. Typical whirr.


Emi looked at Taro and Toru instead then chuckled, “Good, I


wait Toru. Example Toru your sister dong, your time that brother delicious continues.”


Taro hugged a frown, Emi and Toru laughed along looking


Taro was discouraged.


The sound of an open door accompanied by the chatter of many children


the men entered the store owned by Emi stopped the laughter of the two of them.


“Good afternoon Brother, we are from SMA-Oh, Nabura! Turns out you guys


already here anyway, oh yes directly exercise yuk,” said the new boy


he came with five of his friends.


Taro and Toru immediately turned around and greeted his friend.


Chat with his clubmates.


“Hehe, your tumben is early usually always


last seconds. Chat what is exciting very, not rhyme,” said Kenta


one of his friends slid Toru's elbow.


“Anaan anyway, kayak Ken never chat with girls aja.”


“That is the answer. Huu.”


Taro comes closer and embraces Toru and Kenta. “Kalian


these two are like a lack of girls, less beautiful girls in our class? Later


I'm looking for deh.” Taro posing a cute girl.


“Dih, ticklish ah. Taro mah engrossed in a bribe snack on the clock


mulu break! How not to lack girls try,” said Toru pursed


lips feigned envy.


Emi cleared her throat making all the boys stare curiously.


“Don't talk mulu women, remember your debt. Practice there, be an athlete


new professionals women at interest.”


“Huu, yes the coach is different from us who are amateur-"


Taro's words that were cut off instantly gawked towards the horde


a new girl comes in from the store door. A girl walked gracefully closer to Emi.


“Good day brother! We from Princess Minami Zetsuon High School want to


saw the arrow club training because we just opened the club two days ago,”


the woman was gentle with a smile. Taro and his friends


whistling except Toru.


“Ah, yes please. You can register yourself first.” Emi


handing over the book and pen containing the name of the school.


The woman with the shoulder-length hair filled the book she was given


by Emi then write the name of the school, neat writing makes all


dumbfounded.


“Waw, son of a stray princess school here. Day


my luck is,” said Kenta whistling seductively while looking at the woman.


Nao nodded in agreement. “See that even the writing is neat.”


Finished writing the woman handed the book to Emi. “This


brother, thanks. Where's the training?" ask her.


“Turn to the left then walk on and you will find the page


backside. Need me to bring?” ask Emi, she might need help.


"Azaku-san?"


Azaku raised the corner of his lips and answered Emi's question, “No


try brother. I can be alone, call me Anzu so as not to be too formal,” said


a woman named Anzu, leaving Emi speechless on the spot, passes by


hordes of men friends Taro and Toru.


Anzu passed through Taro who had been fascinated, two corners


his lips formed a smile as he passed by Toru who gave no reaction


nothing on Anzu.


“Oi, just fuck you guys. Catch this.” Emi give


a key is then captured by Toru.


“It just so happens to be time I go for an interview so


if I'm late, just bring the key. Watch until it's gone, I'll give it up


watching this place on both of you,” Emi said as she looked at the clock on the screen


his cellphone.


“Oki doki,” answer them simultaneously while giving a sign


respect in the head.


Tyres


the On Physcial Contact