The Nameless Crown
Chapter 1 - Between Cheese Martabak and Instant Noodles

“Hmmm..

On the path, a group of people passed by with their own needs. They are so focused on the mobile phone they bring each. It was almost as dense as queuing at a Mall cashier at a time when discounts were rampant and the women turned into crazy monsters.

The weather is quite hot during the day, the wind that blows minimally does not change the fact sometimes an illusion appears in plain sight. So real, but it is just a picture shown by the brain and then channeled through the nerves of the eye so that it forms the image we want.

For example, like a mirage that is always in the desert. With two zebra crosses that are made cross like the letter x in an integral formula series. What does it have to do?. of course there is, because now is an age that is already sophisticated even such formulas only need to be downloaded through a helper application.

You must know the E-Book?. surely you know, times like this do not know E-Book. Pffttt is a shame if you do not know what an E-Book is.

Skyscrapers with dozens of glasses reflecting the sun's radiation are sometimes irritating. However, it was a reality that they had to face if they were in a megacity of police like this.

Where the trees planted only line the roadside with a distance of severalteen meters. Like a fence that resembles a minimal umbrella, not too wide or not too narrow.

You could say fit and enough to shade some parts, but not all of them. The sound of the vehicle

buzzing while waiting for the red light to turn green. While the pedestrians are quite hasty with the way they walk.

Sometimes on one occasion there is a beautiful jump like a ballet dancer. There are also like snails, very slow but when the horn of the vehicle rang they were aware and finally ran away in a mess.

This is where the city that has been affected by globalization is extraordinary when compared with its own capital.

Bandung, his nickname as the city of flowers is not a mere figment. In every corner we will always find some minimalist garden.

Although this minimal city is the only city that is cool enough if it is summer, it is not too

stinging like in other cities. The scenery and its history are quite unique many upcoming foreign tourists who want to come to this flower city themselves.

When it comes to the city of flowers, then there is a school that is almost entirely filled with flowers and green grass that cools. We call it school X, although like that, this school offers very complete facilities.

And of course there is one student who is very famous for his personality that is known by the world of guardianship. We know him as Hikikomori or the person who always locked himself in the room.

But what if only half Hikikomori?... is it possible? A.K.A. Amphibians living under two specific conditions.

It could happen, on a few days to enter school and a few more days not to go to school. Research from

various sources, the Web, magazines, tabloids, blogs, or experts who call it an expert.

Mention some factors that have a relationship with the cause of the disease that is considered

Hikikomori it. The first is a lack of socializing or a deep fear of some social groups calling themselves friends.

The second is internal factors such as unstable psychological problems due to trauma

the past has hit him. It could be bullying, harassment, in spies aka stalker.

However, among these two factors there is the most severe, namely the response that he was born in a world that

wrongful. The response that led to the conclusion of the world they live in now is nothing more than a game that has been carefully orchestrated and planned by a handful of truly irresponsible people.

That's why they—the Hikikomori are very comfortable in their own room. Even though they are shabby, dirty, gloomy, dark or messy they are still comfortable as long as there is a large bottle of Cola, a bowl of fries and also a tray of Pizza.

Not to forget with one personal computer with adequate internet access. Hikikomori without it would all rot away from being drained by the futile time they just threw away.

However, not all also L—ehmmm. among such people. The man who claimed to be a semi

Hikikomori was sitting limp on the bench while looking at the contents of his wallet which was really thin.

Not containing and just issuing a greeting wind. However, on each side there are credit cards that are not

know how much nominal amount is stored in it. He assumed that it seemed like he had to rely on instant noodles stored in the bag of gantel that he carried.

The box with white lines was like adhesive, its color was like a gloomy sky. Dark blue. Rope to hold him

bright white as light. So free to hang on the side of the desk where to write school work or side work.

Until finally he realized because his name was called by a hostile growl.

“Ryan? Ryan?... RYAN ANGGA BASKARA!!”

His voice was like a rumble inside a cave that was so dark. Hard as a loudspeaker and heavy as steel

with a size that exceeds the limit.

Steady strapping, using a black tie white shirt suit. His work shoes are quite shiny if exposed to daylight reflection. As for his black trousers like almost touching the floor. Hair that is neatly combed to the right side of the clinical with its bangs that are aligned but not flaky.

Scars or more familiar with wrinkles appear visible along the bottom of his eye bags. His two black eyeballs were now in a state of alertness and looked veined.

While his mouth began not to be silent, as if he wanted to be free. While his thin mustache which was quite long waved in the wind. In one more pull he began to unleash his abilities

previously due to the completed cooldown.

“RYAN MANGO BASKARAAA!!”

“HuAAaaaa!”

Because his name was called, he almost fell from the bench he was sitting on. First row from next door

window, sequence number 15 in the class bench layout. He began to rise while holding the right side of his desk with his left hand.

His right hand began to rise high. His face is now crumpled like he just woke up.

His eyes were slightly faint and the color of his skin turned pale and there was some gloomy aura visible from above his head.

“S-I present sir.”

His lips swayed slightly like a mutter and looked so exhausted.

“Other times you don't slack off during the day, you've said like this how many times. Ryan.

summer but you do not miss what else your liquid jelly is now dripping.”

Both of his hands the man now crossed while taking a fairly long one. In his hand there is now a absent book and also a bolpoint that is clamped on his right thumb and index finger.

“Sorry, sir... hehehe”

“Basic! Want to get to when you are like this, now you are in second grade High School, Ryan!” he sighed disappointed.

It looks like a dislike of something even though it has to force itself to like it.

“B-good sir, I won't repeat it again.”

While returning to tidying up his body that looks disheveled. Laughter began to echo in the room. In a room with 27 benches each filled by one person and no more.

The teacher desk looked sturdy in front of that black-and-white virtual whiteboard.

“Other times if you see you like that again, you do not hesitate to punish you to honor our national flag two hours at night.”

And once again an unbearable laugh began to come out, sparking like a great spark. Ryan calmed down again and began to think that the only thing he had seen was a dream.

When he secretly checked the contents of his wallet. Just like his dream is okay at all even impressed empty. Only a few credit cards are displayed on the inside of the slippage.

Then that slightly boring time slowly began to run out. The bell rang....

All students and students began to come out of his stool while paying respect to the teacher who had finished his duty. While Ryan again sighed worried that his finances this month would not be able to help him at all.

But he still has a reserve of instant noodles stored in his pale blue gantel bag. It returns to

her bag of hangels, then poke the bag nimbly. A few seconds later, he pulled out a notebook.

The mechanical tweezers swirling around on his fingers were quite smooth. He opened it sheet by sheet like he was looking

something's. After finishing on the 36th page he began to write something. The sound of footstreets began to approach him slowly.

“Ryan, you are indeed different from the others”

“Huh!?.. Different from where? I'm still a one-headed man with one heart plus a male gender, so obviously I'm just like you... Dawn.”

While writing, Ryan still continues his conversation with his two friends who have arrived right on the right side of his stool.

“Looks like the princess approached me again .. huhhh”

“But you are great, the time in Killer teacher's lesson you can still fall asleep,” Anna said while

shakes her slightly chubby oval head.

Her hair that was puffed to the side like a ponytail was completely different. Dark black is the color of his hair that now swayed because his head shook.

“Heii... Anna, are you sure you don't get too hot in that covered dress?”

“Where is it? If I say yes, I would say no. It's hard to explain, Ryan.”.

I don't know why the class girl Ryan is talking to is a popular girl among first and second graders. Ryan also doesn't know how he got involved with two shitty guys like the two of them.

Those who declared themselves Ryan's best friend were completely beyond Ryan's reasoning

by oneself. However, they were so friendly with him, so he also thought the same thing with them.

“But I wonder why you want to be friends with a boring guy like myself? Added with

this semi-hikikomori disease.... “

“I was also astonished ... and until now still wondering why I can be friends with you, Ryan”

“Basic plin-plan girl,” muttered so aware of a presence that made him have to change mode to be a fighter ready to standby.

“Why is your face like that, jar? Lightning ja?”

“Finally noticed is also the same big boss”

“Stop, it's disgusting I don't like to hear it. Then who do you call the big boss?”

Dawn pointed at Ryan who looked at him with a disgusting look. He also returned it with the gaze of a true fighter like in foreign-made action films.

“I? Lah... Like you were malem just watched the movie Men In Black, yes?”

“As expected of a big boss, can know everything.”

In Ryan's view this time, Dawn is like a strange man who really likes Sci-fi-themed movies. It can be said like a true maniac, even the look on his face is now imitating the actors of the film.

Dawn, nerdy men with glasses are a little flamboyant like those who live by the beach.

His basin-like hair shuddered occasionally as he began to speak. Straight with his bangs

dangling down like a balloon rope. His eyes were slightly round with a boxy face shape.

Not that it was like a box just that his chin looked like an old man. Her lips were a little thick and moist.

“Then?” tanyakanya.

“At least I want to live out the contents of my wallet, so either of you are not too close to me.

Sometimes I want to meditate while imagining at least one good cheese martabak right in front of me.” he said with a sigh.

Dawn and Anna now exchanged glances, before long the two giggled at each other. Here's the skill

Ryan is their friend who is not good at joking but strangely funny.

“Heii... Ryan if you want the cheese martabak I'll buy it, but the payoff is to let us be

here, how to agree?”

Ryan's eyes began to shine brightly full of hope.his began to snort and from his nose came out the steam of the wind

blowing, then he patted the shoulder of Dawn like his own true friend even though it was only a declaration based on their selfishness.

“Hmm... alright buddy, I agree”

“Hahahaha”

“Anna?”

“Not mind me, Ryan. Seeing you like this is what makes me want to be friends with you compared to others.”

Anna's face began to blush like the petals of cherry blossoms in spring. His laughter also seemed sincere. Dawn began to cross her hands and nodded her omen, agreeing with Anna's words.

“So it looks like I really troublesome huh?”

“No, no, we're the ones who bother you, Ryan.”

Dawn also rose while clenching his right hand and then from the transparent glasses came out a ray that sounded crinngg.

“Let's hang on until the last lesson.

“Y-yeahhh”

“Yeayyy.”

Ryan and Anna also unconsciously raised their hands while cheering like a victory party. After that the bell sign re-entering sounded. Dawn and Anna return to their respective benches while Ryan starts recharging his body while imagining the cheese martabak that Dawn will buy for him.

The time they went through was not so long, but boring that Ryan unconsciously fell back asleep in the arms crossed. Although the bell had rung again, the young man was still lying on his desk.

The sound of his soft snoring was quite audible. Surprisingly the teacher who taught earlier did not know that Ryan had been reviewed with pleasure on his own stool. That's what makes it unknown.

Dawn and Anna had cleared up the class because today was the picket schedule they could only

shaking his head when it dawned on Ryan that he was still asleep. Are both ears on the lid or in the plug something huh? Who knows, only Ryan knows.

They both went back to their benches and took their bags. After that they approached Ryan who was so slick. Anna shook Ryan's body.

“Ryan, Ryan.. wake up dong, we can't go home if we have to leave you alone here.”

Faint, but real head Ryan began to look up slowly as it pulled the pulley on the old wells. Now his face began to look half and the other half was covered by the two hands he crossed on the table.

His eyes were slightly slanted and narrow, but his eye bags began to open.

“Ahhh... You are so sweet, I want to eat you...”.

Anna who heard that instantly blushed like a boiled crab and then covered her sweet face. While Fajar who heard it could only laugh a little when he saw it happen, let alone see Ryan who re-entered into the world he created himself.

“Let me make sure you don't fall into anything embarrassing, Ryan what are you looking at now?”

“M-martabak k-k-cheese.”

Instantly Fajar who heard it immediately broke down because he heard the words of his best friend

plain. While Anna was embarrassed because of misunderstanding and occasionally patted the shoulders of Ryan who was asleep.

“Anna, kasian Ryanya not patted but hit her face so bonyok all”

“Fajar sometimes you become a little sadistic huh?”

“Ah... time anyway, the feeling if we talk about the conversation between men such a thing is natural kok”

“That's right?”

“Seriously! Ehh, that means two rius.”

Dawn began to giggle itself with the words he had just uttered. However, Anna knew that it was just a lie, although she was sometimes wishy-washy but in a certain time she also became quick to respond.

Still worried about Ryan, Anna uses a little surprise to wake Ryan up on his desk.

“Ryan~ no martabak cheese lhoo~”

With a little temptation, it was unexpected that Ryan's body battery was immediately fully charged and now he

wake up with a straight back and both eyes wide open.

Slowly and the two windows of his eyes slowly came down and showed two narrowed eyeballs. While rubbing his eyes, Ryan began to browse through the entire class with his narrowed eyes.

“Ahhh... I fell asleep again apparently.”

After that he found Fajr and Anna who were now standing to his right.

“Eh... Anna, Dawn hasn't come home yet. I thought you guys were long home leaving me in this humid class.”

Innocently the words immediately made Anna and Dawn again laugh. They did not expect that Anna's temptation was very powerful when it came to dealing with a sleepyhead like Ryan.

And again a drop of jelly dripped down on top of his own bag. Ryan was so conscious

he hurriedly wiped his mouth which was now slightly open. Then he began to stand up gallantly like nothing had happened.

“Alright let's go home soon and please forget about the thing that just happened, Ok.”