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translations are not 100% accurate and correct.
“K-where are we going?” audrey asked with a trembling voice.
“You will know later,” Professor Haffi said.
They continued to walk in the stuffy narrow hallway with only light from the phone.
“Do not push-push, Jojo!” ketus Abel's.
“S-sorry, too dark and narrow, it feels tight,” great-grandson Jojo while pulling the end of Abel's shirt.
Abel grunting. “Don't pull too,” Abel tried to let go of Jojo's hand that pulled the edge of his shirt. Instead of according, Jojo increasingly tightened his grip.
“Gue does not like dark,” murmured Jojo who can still be heard by Abel.
“Ck, weak,” taunted Abel.
Jojo grimaced, only this time there was a person who dared to mock him without fear. Even so, Jojo did not reply to Abel's taunts and chose to tighten his grip.
“Ja-jalan until next, if it is not dark, I just released.” Pinta Jojo with a clear voice.
Abel clucking pissed, “Ck, a load really so guy,”
Haruna who walked the front could only shake his head. Nor can he believe that Jojo is afraid of the dark. It seems like he made another mistake in judging others.
After five minutes of walking they arrived at a large and bright room. Surrounding the place was filled with high bookshelves and also various weapons.
“Buset, really big this place!” Heboh Galen while staring at a piece of the place with an amazed expression.
“And again, the weapons are so many!” pekik Abel did not lose a frenzy.
“Liat! Even kunai is here,” pekik Anggi while lifting a kunai lying on the table into the air and observing it. I don't know when he was there.
Abel clucked in awe, “gila, I just don't know under the academy there is a place this wide,”
“Ri, try lo here,” call Jojo who is standing in front of a large glass cabinet.
In the closet there are even rifles with double harmony and also various types of knives.
“OK, enough. Save your admiration for later, please gather in the middle of the room and line up!”
Professor Haffi cried out loudly.
“Prof, this weapon can be taken home?” jojo asked who was showing a 10.9 x33mmR pistol to Professor Haffi with sparkling eyes.
“Enough, put the gun back,” stressed Professor Haffi.
“Professsor! If this one can be brought home?” abel shouted from the corner of the room while shaking a folding knife into the air.
Professor Haffi slapped his forehead. “That's enough! Put those things back and gather here!” tell Professor Haffi while trying to control his emotions.
“Yeeh, Professor is not cool,” pout Rion.
Professor Haffi's cheeks twitched. He really is on his threshold. His decision to guide the children who came from the Abnormal class was truly a fatal mistake.
“Please calm down and let me talk for a while. After that you can do whatever you want,”
The Abnormal class students complied and began to gather and form a line. Professor Haffi walked over and observed them one by one as if judging.
“Alright, Abella come forward and attack me,” Professor Haffi said.
Abel frowning, “professor sure?” ask Abel to make sure.
“Of course, if you can hit me just once, you can take whatever you want from this place,” explained Professor Haffi.
Professor Haffi nodded. “However, if you fail, I'll make sure you get some strenuous exercise, this also applies to all of you. The rules are simple, attack me and get what you want. And as I said before, if you don't manage to injure or your blows don't hit me, you will get unconditional harsh training, you understand?!”
“Yes, understand Prof!” answer them simultaneously.
“Come forward, what are you waiting for?”
Professor Haffi walked to a wider area and waited for Abel to attack. Abel took off the jacket he was wearing and handed it to Jojo and walked at a leisurely pace towards Professor Haffi.
Abel's eyes looked like wild animals. It is shiny and dangerous too. His footsteps did not even have a tone, with Abel's calm face moving quickly then launching an impromptu attack.
Abel threw a hard blow but was successfully avoided by Professor Haffi. Abel jumped up and kicked with all his might.
However, again the movement was successfully avoided.
Abel made more and more incessant attacks once he realized none of his attacks on Professor Haffi. Abel began to lose his composure and attacked blindly.
“Crazy! I don't know if Abel is fighting,” Rion commented. His eyes continued to observe Abel move without blinking.
Haruna crossed her hands on her chest and grinned obliquely. ‘Intelligent and agile movement, very awesome.’
Abel's breathing grew worse, his eyes gleaming with annoyance. Abel was wide-eyed when an attack hit his stomach and made himself fall to his knees.
“Akh! Pain,” erang Abel while squeezing his stomach.
“OK, enough. I admit you do have the potential, good work Abella,” commended Professor Haffi.
“No need to praise, make it all know? ” grumbled Abel. Sweat splashed on his forehead and his breathing was panting, truly an unbalanced duel.
‘Gue thinks I'm strong enough, the idea is just strong aja.’
Abel laughed with a grim face. He is too high-minded and immature and so confident in his abilities. But who would have thought that his ability was nothing when compared to Professor Haffi's ability.
“OK, fine. This time Professor won, but I will not give up anyway, I will reply to this insult,” Abel's determination.
Professor nodded. “I wait. Okay, who else is advancing?”
One by one the students from the Abnormal class began to advance and show their skills and expertise. Even Ian and Tomoya attacked with all the abilities they had.
“Hah, I gave up, tired,” said Rion with a breath of excitement.
“Gue too,” added Jojo who was already lying on his back on the floor.
“Crazy! Not a single attack was hit,” exclaimed Hairus as he wiped the sweat off his face.
“Hah, the professor has a grudge what the hell?” lament Anggi.
Haruna observed her friends one by one with mixed feelings. Now only he remains who is still trying to attack Professor Haffi.
Professor Haffi continues to raise his vigilance. His body was also drenched in sweat and his breathing was also panting.
Haruna saw an opportunity to use the opportunity to attack, unexpectedly his attack on Professor Haffi's shoulder made him stagger backwards.
“How can it?” Professor Haffi spoke in a hissing voice.
Professor Haffi seemed to not believe everything that had just happened.
He did not expect a disciple to successfully launch an attack and precisely hit him.
Haruna smiled obliquely, “how is prof? We deserve it?”
“Crazy, Haruna managed to woy!” heboh Jojo's.
“Do not scream, you think we have no eyes to squirm what?” meta sarcasm with a cynical look.
Unexpectedly Professor Haffi laughed in a loud enough voice. Even to the point of making Abnormal class students look at him with expressions that are difficult to understand.