The Black Iron Glory
Here are the Girls

Chapter 25

Here are the Girls

He came down the stairs to wash his face and brush his teeth. He realized Arbeit wasn't there when he came to the last few steps on the last flight. How strange. He doesn't come home at night. Claude, however, quickly got rid of his curiosity. He refreshed himself and returned to the dining room. He greeted his parents, stroked his sister's head, pinched Bloweyk's face and played around with her for a while, before sitting down.

He found his friends shortly after leaving his home and the three walked together to school as usual.

The diary filled most of his mind, so he completely forgot to ask how the hunt was the day before. However, in his defense, none of the other three submitted it.

He threw his back on his desk when he got to class, fell into his chair, folded his hands on the bag, and fell asleep. Borkal dropped it a moment later.

"What's wrong? Why so tired?"

"Yes, yeah .. I slept most of the afternoon, so I couldn't last night. Now I'm tired ... Oh, aren't you guys out hunting cats? How'd it go?"

"Umm," Borkal's face immediately flushed, "We have two cats, but can't be sure if they're house cats or lost. We managed to leave, but everyone knew me, so my father gave me a good hideout when I came back because they went and told him. He made me pay thale to each owner. "

Claude's smile disappeared.

"You must be kidding .. Why do you shoot bad things if you're not sure if they're really lost? Where do you go hunting?"

"We went to the woods outside the city. We shot the bird for a while, but we didn't get it so we chased some cats. We found four fat cats in an empty yard. Eyke was so excited, and because we were on the blank page, we thought they were most likely lost, so we shot at them. We got two, but the other two were gone before we were ready to fire again.

"We were just busy picking up the two we built when someone came at us with a machete. He was shouting something like 'cat thief' now that I think about it."

No wonder they don't talk about it themselves. Claude thanked the stars he had not hunted with them.

"Who told you a fat cat must be lost? Only one's pet can get enough food to become fat!"

"It's Eyke and Wero's fault! They're the ones who started shooting before we saw the cats well!" Borkal complains.

Claude pushed his fist into the boy's stomach.

"It's your fault for eating so much. No one can mistake you even if all they see is your shadow!"

"I'm not fat! I'm just covered up well!" [1]

The language class instructor, as well as their class instructor, Weckham, marched into the classroom at the time. Instructors usually 'care deeply' about her and often ask her to answer questions in class, regardless of whether Claude really needs her attention or feels like answering questions or not. So much for his nap, he complained, yawned.

. . . . . .

Instructor Weckham paid the same attention to Claude as he expected. He was called to answer the question twice during class. One question asked him to translate the phrase Hebrai, he found that one very tiring, because he had been doing the same thing all night. Unfortunately, his direct tyre was gone by the time the class ended and he knew it would come back with a vengeance later on.

Borkal and Welikro rushed to the toilet almost before the class was dismissed. Eriksson and Claude were pacing the corridor, waiting for them.

"See. It's girls. I wonder if we can see that crush of yours," Eriksson murmured, stabbing Claude's side with one hand and pointing to the flower that was speeding with the other. The two stared expectantly, longingly at the separate female classroom.

"Dia– when do I have a crush?" Claude asked, contempt swimming in his voice.

"Huh? Have you forgotten? We had a deep philosophical discussion about the beauty of these girls last year, remember? Wero said Bozina was the best, but I knew it was Porya. Boa hooked up to the stranded Betty, and you mistook her for identifying Kefnie. "

Damn useless boy from his predecessor! He had not even been in this world at the time, how could anyone, this Kefnie, be the person he liked? His consciousness wandered for a moment, probing the library of his legacy memories, and finally returning with the entry he had been looking for.

Bozina is the highest of the four in question. Despite being young, he already had a somewhat mature figure, which spilled in all the right places, if a little exaggerated at a certain angle. Claude is convinced that part of him will get in the way when he lives the heroic aura he has about him. She was not at all surprised when she heard she signed up for the fencing class, even though she felt really bad for her chest and shoulders. Undoubtedly, some parents of boys want to pair it with their offspring, the elders do say fertility is on the hip, after all. Nor was he surprised that Wero was the one who liked him. He was more interested in a woman who could give him many children, even at the expense of other things.

Porya certainly deserved her position near the top of the beauty hierarchy, but she was too shy for Claude's tastes. He plays innocent while flicking his eyelashes at every other boy where he comes. It doesn't help that he tends to get very sour if a week or two goes by without any of his would-be suitors giving him a gift. He is not interested in women so set a benefit and is willing to sell himself for it. Sure, she hasn't launched herself for a man, but if she's already flicked an eyelash at this age, and done it freely while a normal girl finds it too, he will definitely move to another type of flicking soon.

Porya certainly deserved her position near the top of the beauty hierarchy, but she was too shy for Claude's tastes. He plays innocent while flicking his eyelashes at every other boy where he comes. It doesn't help that he tends to get very sour if a week or two goes by without any of his would-be suitors giving him a gift. He is not interested in women so set a benefit and is willing to sell himself for it. Sure, she hasn't launched herself for a man, but if she's already flicked an eyelash at this age, and done it freely while a normal girl finds it too, he will definitely move to another type of flicking soon.

Betty, by contrast, is one of the smartest kids in their class, among boys and girls. He had a very thin skeleton, and his eyes were far apart, almost a bit too far away, but they shone with a loud intelligence. Claude has to admit, however, that it may also be just a reflection of the round world glasses he always wears. He always wondered if, in his nose, under the bridge of glasses, and in his ears, under the ear of glasses, he did not have thick calluses. He could not imagine the thin, glass-coated copper frame that formed the non-lense parts of the glasses was comfortable, or light, for that matter, although its weight is more of a consideration because of the thickness of the lens itself.

Borkal has unique tastes, though Claude has no inclination to criticize them. He could have done much worse. Then again, she did look a little younger than she knew her age. . .

Kefnie, who was well liked and thought of his predecessor as the most refined of the four, was far from it in his mind. He has decent performances, and his figure is on his way to matching Bozina, if a few years behind. The school uniform was unisex, but even under it, and ignoring the obvious hairstyle and face of the woman, one could tell she was a girl under her clothes.

He suspects, in fact, that Claude is less interested in Kefnie, than he is in how he looks in uniform. Vibrations quickly flowed down her spine as she was reminded of the gender-bender fiction she read in her youth.

"Oh yeah. You even swore you'd come back from your service on an expensive horse and ride Kefnie to the altar," Eriksson continued, carefully choosing his verb as close to figurative as possible.

"Did I really say that ?!" Claude groaned, tugging at his hair.

He had no doubt anyone who survived his teenage years regretted innumerable things from then on in their lives, but he was also sure he had far more than most. Not to mention he regretted what others had done, even his own actions. . .

Claude's red face changed several colors, from shame to anger. Why should he suffer humiliation because of the things he did not do? That's so unfair!

"Let's put it down for now. Besides, Porya is the best. I'll make sure I'm rich by the time we graduate so I can frame him before anyone else."

"Oh, no, no! I saw him first. We all agreed she was mine!" Eriksson half-cried, shoving his finger at Claude's face and wagging it furiously.

Claude had to fight not to chuckle. Eriksson's reaction will be right at home in discussions about who will buy that car at the dealership in his previous life.

However, on the other hand, that poor boy was truly too stupid. The marriage would not have lasted a year, if it had happened at first. He would definitely cheat before they even took their vows.

"You can't treat a friend like this. I even helped you and Kefnie! Not to mention I've been wondering and hearing what her family situation is …"

Eriksson's voice disappeared as if he was teasing Claude, hoping he would wiggle him on his shoulders and demand he tell him what he knows soon.

Eriksson's voice disappeared as if he was teasing Claude, hoping he would wiggle him on his shoulders and demand he tell him what he knows soon.

"Not interested" Claude replied, despite doing so to Eriksson mentally.

He knew Eriksson would only hold out longer the more Claude played, so he would not play at all. It's a game, and it's not fun if he doesn't play.

Eriksson played mysteriously for a few seconds before finally giving up.

"Kefnie has a sister, Kesline, four years older than him. I'm even prettier. The older boy called her the Tavern Queen. He works as a barmaid at The Mermaid near the pier. Blacksnake and Shark even fight over whose territory the tavern is in so they can claim the right to flirt over him.

"However, he has no other family, and the two live together. His father was captain Seawhale. You know it was shipwrecked six years ago, right? Well, I heard his mother died of a broken heart shortly afterwards.two people lived on the second floor of the old floor to the west of the pier. Apparently Shark's leader's younger brother, Ironaxe Hanba, is currently involved with Kesline. Kefnie wanted to help his sister out at work a few times, but Kesline insisted he finish school first so he could get a decent job. He didn't want her to be another barmaid. "

"She sounds like a good sister."

"so. I saw him last month when I was with my dad when he went to The Mermaid for a meeting. He's got the right dimensions, I'll tell you. It was a pity that his face was locked in the frown he always had. It's totally overriding. "

"Who do you think is prettier between the two?"

"Between two sisters? Kesline won a kilometer. He beat his little sister in every category that matters. Then, Kefnie still has four years to grow before you can compare it to how Kesline is now. "

"And what you're saying is you're doing to help me?" Claude asked, with a fear as great as curiosity.

"You completely forgot? We fought for him" said Eriksson, puffing his chest.

"Who's fight?"

"Two new people from the ship. Two brothers, apparently. They just came to town. At least I've never seen them before that fight. Kefnie came to the fishmonger next to my family's dock at the pier. The two were busy delivering the fish they were selling there and started teasing her, some even holding her wrist and started dragging her to the chapel saying she would marry him back then.

"When I saw what happened, some of our workers chased after them and hit them hard. I even threatened to sink their ship if they trouble her again.

"I paid for the fish he wanted to buy and told him that you liked it when he thanked me. I also told her about the vows you made to us that you 'definitely will marry her when you grow up'. He darted away with a tomato face. Heheheh … "

"When I saw what happened, some of our workers chased after them and hit them hard. I even threatened to sink their ship if they trouble her again.

"I paid for the fish he wanted to buy and told him that you liked it when he thanked me. I also told her about the vows you made to us that you 'definitely will marry her when you grow up'. He darted away with a tomato face. Heheheh … "

"I ..." Claude started saying, then closed his mouth and lifted his knee to Eriksson's butt as hard as he could.

What the fuck?! Why would he go and do that? A useless hank!

"True, well, now I must have married Porya!"

"Tidaaaak .. You can't do that! I'll call you Boss if you want, even grandfather! But leave poor Porya alone!"

"What are you doing?" Borkal and Wero asked at the same time as they turned the corner.

"Nothing, just a minor disagreement" Claude said as he pushed Eriksson aside like an old rag.

"Um, Boa, the girls are gone."

"Come on! Surely my Betty can't leave yet!" Borkal half-screamed as he leaned against the fence.

A disgusting chill ran through Claude's spine.

"Don't bother! He's not out yet. Let's go back to class. Looky. Instructor's coming! Come on, class's about to start."

[1] I'm sure you know where it came from, huh?