The Secret Of Werewolf
Chapter 82: Peace

"Hm?" Stephen saw his own clothes, he must admit that the words of Feronica are true; these clothes are a lot of tears and do not look neat anymore.

"...Looks like I have to change into aha...." Stephen smiled slightly, not answering clearly the reason why his clothes could be what they are today.

Feronica looked at this seriously, as if she had seen the clothes worn by this acquaintance, with the same tear but on a different person.

Feronica also wondered why her acquaintance's clothes could be like this? Many possibilities can happen, but surely he will not do it intentionally, right?

After all who for no apparent reason ruined his own clothes? Feronica felt curious about what happened to her acquaintance's clothes, even though it had been answered with a not very satisfactory answer.

"Why indeed?" Stephen finally asked Feronica, the reason why she was so curious about her black suit already like this.

Admittedly, the ragged clothes are now not too good for outsiders to see, but what can be done to remember that he does not have any other clothes to wear.

"No, I've seen someone dressed up as big brother...." Feronica replied as it was, indeed what was in her mind was like that anyway.

"Hm? Really true?" Stephen was a little interested in this, who else was dressed the same as him here? He thought it was possible that the clothes he wore were exclusive (limited) which was difficult to find someone with a suit like this.

But it's not so in reality. So who exactly is dressed the same?

"Ah, I don't know him, just look at him." Feronica replied as it was again; could this be just a coincidence?

What could explain the similarity behind this acquaintance's outfit and the mysterious man with the unusual look of last night? Feronica itself does feel strange with this, but now it can only be hidden in the heart.

If the same was his black suit alone might indeed be possible, but what about his already broken clothes this was so similar?

'What might....?' Feronica's mind began to drift everywhere trying to find reasons other than coincidence that could explain this.

"Ah, forget about my clothes, can be replaced later. What matters is why you got kicked out of school?" It was clear how Stephen was so curious about what was happening.

And amidst the strange taste that Feronica was feeling, she had no choice but to explain all this.

"Ah so so so...." Stephen was a little downcast after hearing this series of stories, it was clear that he was not too surprised by this as if he already knew this would happen.

Feronica did not expect more sympathy from this acquaintance, but honestly the existence of someone who listened to her story was better than having to talk alone in this place.

"I'm sure there's something to be learned from this...." Stephen tried to comfort Feronica, in an unusual way; and this loaded Feronica a little awkwardly.

Well, the word he so often found in school textbooks is now heard directly. There is nothing wrong with his words either.

What example? Well, call it this can be ascertained that the teachers and other students in the school do not need to worry anymore about the dangers that can occur due to him, he said, and without his presence can be sure the condition of the school will be normal again as usual.

When viewed from this point of view is so great benefit, Feronica's mind is now no longer focused on her own grief, defense and justification. Now he no longer allows his personal feelings to dominate for a long time.

It was just a moment before that feeling came to him. And looking at it from another point of view, what is happening now happens for a good reason.

What then did Feronica ignore her dream and give up because indeed the path for her to become a great magician had been covered?

"I'm sure whatever happens now won't stop my dreams...." Feronica smiled a little, saying positive things while having a good day is common, but another case when what happened now is her worst nightmare.

Stephen smiled a little too, he could judge this girl was not just smiling, but looking so sincere and accepting as she was.

"Thank you for coming here...." Feronica looked at the clear blue sky, now she did not feel alone anymore, no matter what happened later, as long as she still had hope then it was more than enough.

Stephen just smiled a little too, he himself did not want to meet anyone before he found new clothes, but what is it to make until now he still has not found a new suit, he was not, plus he saw Feronica who was alone here, there was no way he would ignore it, right?

Although if you think about it more carefully, with a tattered outfit like this will certainly not make those who see it so comfortable as well, but thankfully Feronica is not so questioning this.

Stephen did not have any business with what was now experienced by Feronica, but he himself could also feel the aura emanating from her was indeed weak and uninspired; unlike the usual Feronica.

But now after talking for a while Stephen began to feel a new spirit emanating from him, and it was a very good first step.

Feronica was still enjoying the atmosphere around her, no longer dealing with her own feelings, as she could not win by her own way of thinking. Stephen's brother opened up a new perspective for him, and he wanted to stay calm like this for a while longer.

He had no reason to blame anyone else here, not even himself. Feronica learned to stop accusing herself and make peace with her own heart, feelings and thoughts.

"Well then, will you stop by the house?"

"What?" Stephen was a little surprised by this offer from Feronica, what was the matter of the girl taking him home?

"Ah no, I just want to invite you to meet mom. her sewing skills are no doubt...." Feronica smiled slightly, without him saying at length it was certain that her acquaintance would understand.

"Oh?" Stephen looked back at how his clothes were and indeed his main agenda is now finding new clothes.

"Can?" Stephen is certainly interested in Feronica's offer, from whom else can he get clothes for free? Who doesn't want to be free?

"Then let's go home!" Feronica excitedly moved from her seat, and somehow Stephen's attention was fixed on the bloodstains visible from the head of Feronica's hand clinging to the grass.