The Metal Military Academy
Chapter 77: Dance Chaos

Tania was still standing alone, watching the people on the dance floor dancing to classical music with their partners. His view was shifted to the couple who were considered the strangest of the other couples there.

Who else if not Ardan, the man he likes, along with a village girl.

Several times Tiana saw their dance moves seem awkward and often wrong because of the Chrysanthemum no experience dancing, but Ardan seemed to keep smiling, even chuckling a few times facing the innocent nature of Chrysanthemum.

Bizarrely. It was clear Tiana had many advantages over Chrysanthemum, but why did Ardan instead choose the village girl to approach? What's so interesting about chrysanthemums? In fact, Chrysanthemums always look shy in public.

“Heh, ludicrous..,” hiss Tiana exasperated.

In his annoyance, someone involuntarily came over to Tiana, standing right beside the woman in the rosy dress.

“Sed alone, Miss Tatiana Williem?”

Tiana turned her head, finding a tall man figure wearing a neat suit and a shoulder-length hairdo whose top was semi-climatic.

Tiana's blue eyes narrowed, astonished at the foreign man's presence. This was the first time they had met, but the man already knew his name.

“Emm.... Do we ever know each other, Mister?” tiana asked as decently as possible.

The man smiled. “This is the first time we met, but I already know about you from Mr. Williem himself.”

“From— Oh...” Tiana started to nod in understanding.

It seemed, this man was one of his father's colleagues or business associates, so he knew who Tiana was.

The handsome man immediately extended his hand, intending to introduce himself to Tiana. “Include, I'm Xavero Tristanveron. You must be no stranger to my margaret, right?”

“Tristanveron..?”

Tiana tried to remember the Xavero clan until finally Tiana's eyes widened perfectly.

Yes, Tristanveron Group Company. Who does not know this great company? Why Tiana could almost forget.

“Tri-Tristanveron...? Companies engaged in entertainment, fashion, and V-Idol agencies renowned throughout Ranjaya?” tiana said dumbfounded. “And you are the new CEO of that company, right? Holy hooch! Sorry, I just noticed.”

“Tak what. I was flattered when I heard your praise of our great company,” Xavero said a little condolences. “And you don't have to talk that formal. Just relax.”

“Oh! Then...” Tiana hurriedly returned Xavero's hand. “It's good to know An— I mean, know you, Mr. Xavero.”

The two introduced themselves to each other. Tiana couldn't believe it, she was meeting with a CEO of a well-known company. It was a fortune to him.

“So...” After shaking hands, Xavero began to make small talk. “Why alone?”

“Emm...”

Again, Tiana was back to being annoyed herself when asked that. He was alone here because since the matter with Ardan earlier, Tiana had no interest in chatting with anyone. However, because Xavero had invited him to talk first, of course Tiana did not mind. Instead, he was very happy to get to know the CEO of the famous company.

In a slightly flat tone, Tiana replied, “Just want to be alone. This show long boring.”

Xavero smiled. He drank the alcoholic drink he had brought.

The two engaged in light talks for a while. When Tiana's heart was troubled over Ardan's treatment, she was lucky to be introduced to a relaxed figure like Xavero.

I don't know. It might not matter if they could get to know each other even more later.

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The dance party lasted quite a while. The originally melow-classical music and dance is now shifting to some phase of the genre as per the race rules that Parta had told her before. Starting from medium-tempo music, starting fast, even to the electronic music genre until the dance of each couple becomes more and more awkward. What was originally a dance party in the style of nobles is now turned into a splashy party typical of young people.

A few minutes later after the last phase ended, Parta gave music bands and DJs a signal to stop the dance music, then switched to more relaxed music to accompany the atmosphere of the event.

On stage, Parta had told me that the dance competition was over. However, the pairs of participants are not allowed to go home first because in about an hour they will announce who the winner will be. After that, there was only the distribution of Student Orientation Period certificates for junior Midshipmen who had just entered the academy.

Rafa, who had been standing alone for a long time, chose to stop dancing and parted ways with Miranda, now smiling mockingly when he saw Nadia and Damar approaching her.

“Where, Deck, dance?” rafa asked idly while smiling nosily.

“Excellent!” exclamation Nadia. “I'm really cool tonight can dance with Mas Damar. Next time, give us two more, Bang.... Let us be both happy.”

“Yakin, Nad...? You don't pity your mas's?”

“Eh?”

Nadia was stunned, only realized that Damar was in such a mess. Maybe because they dance too frenzied when in the fast tempo dance music phase, so Damar so look messy like this.

“A-ooh, Mas Damar.” Nadia held Damar's hand, her face looked worried when she saw the young man was lacking spirit. “Sorry, yes.... The dance was too excited.”

“Eee.... It's nothing, Nad.” Damar tries to correct the position of the glasses. “I'm just a no ordinary nari dugem kayak so.”

Rafa starts to underestimate, “Aelah. Dance kayak it doang ‘dah teler. Sure kayak—.”

Before continuing, Rafa linked the fingers of his two hands, then patted the bottom of the palm several times until it sounded ‘plok-plok’.

“.... Kayak gini still able on the bed fitting already married ama Nadia later?” rafa is underestimating. “If it is like ‘dah loyo, do not need ‘lah marriage with my sister.”

Automatically Damar's face flushed with embarrassment when touched on such a sensitive thing. Where Rafa talked about it in front of Nadia anyway.

“A-what the hell, Raf?! Je-obviously I can do that...! After all, we are still too young for marriage. Time has to talk about that, anyway?” damar protested a little.

Amidst their small debate, came the duo of the most bizarre creatures among their circle of friendship. Chrysanthemum and Ardan came closer with a much more uncritical appearance.

Chrysanthemums are just a mess in the black hair that now looks more tangled, still put on a flat face as if nothing happened. Ardan is almost intangible. The hair is more disheveled, the road just stumbling, even now the shirt has opened a few buttons at the top, the suit has also sagged.

“Gosh, you guys are...” Rafa shook his head to see the arrival of Ardan and Chrysanthemum. “Abis in the storm of your ordeal to such a mess? Or maybe, have a chance to nganu-nganu?”

“Nganu-nganu what, Senior?” ask plain chrysanthemum.

Nadia clapped her brother's hand. “This Bang Rafa.... Do not carelessly talk like that in front of Chrysanthemum, he still must be plain.”

“Plos what? If you've ever sore the chest of a man, where can you say plain?”

“Aduh...”.

Nadia patted her head while shaking. Remembering the fact that Chrysanthemum dared to touch Ardan's chest alone had made Nadia in a heavy shock.

He still did not expect the pure-looking Chrysanthemum and lack of insight was presumptuous to touch Ardan's chest.

“Eh? Chrysanthemum Deck.” Ardan who had just realized from the chaos had poked Chrysanthemum's arm. “We've been to pelaminan, yak? Adoh!”

Ardan complained as his head was pinned by Rafa.

“Not to be shy, Dan. Just finished the dance, it was worse than Damar,” rebuked Rafa.

Ardan also stroked his head that hit the snare. “Yes how not to run? He also asked me joget-joget not karuan, thumb style ngacung ‘lah, dugong mangap ‘lah, ampe told also I joget kayang.”

“Hah? Joget kayang?!” nadia was surprised.

I swear, Nadia can be friendly with an antique girl like Chrysanthemum. His strange behavior was even more severe than Ardan's.

“So there is a dangdut remix song that was played fitting my aunt's condition in the village, so I joget spirit,” said Chrysan flat and plain. Words and expressions that are completely out of sync.

“Haaaah..”.

Damar, Rafa, Nadia, even Ardan could only sigh, looking down while stroking the chest. I do not know anymore what they should be like cute girls like dolls whose behavior exceeds this astral anomaly.

Should they perform an exorcism ritual, huh? Who knows Chrysanthemum again sticky.

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