
Granada threw his body onto the bed. He also closed his eyes.
"Who is he?"
"Someone threw it in front of our orphanage. We haven't given it a name."
"I'll take him to my place. He'll be trained."
"All right."
The voices ring in Granada's ears.
A few moments later, he opened his eyes again. Granada got out of bed and went to the kitchen. He poured the canned sweetened condensed milk into a glass and then put the warm water into the glass containing the sweetened condensed milk. After stirring, Granada drank it. He went back to his room and laid his body on the bed. The sleepiness began to come. Slowly his eyes began to close.
The next day, Granada went to school as usual on her bike. The girl seemed to listen to her teacher who was explaining the material. And so do the other students. Occasionally they write down the core material that is important.
The break bell rings. Granada went to the cafeteria and ordered food. After getting her food, she sat alone at the cafeteria table while eating her food.
A couple of students approached him. "Can we sit with you? The other table is full."
Granada looked up and then nodded. The two students sat with him. Shortly after, a student came along and joined in.
"You guys here? I'm sorry to interrupt your courtship, but I'm not at the table" the man said.
The couple looked at Granada. Since they were already seated, Granada simply nodded letting them all eat with him.
The three people were talking while joking. They seem very familiar.
Granada doesn't care if he focuses on his food. Every now and then he smiled at the crisp jokes of the three of them. He had never eaten with anyone before. He's always alone.
Feeling that the question was addressed to him, Granada looked up at the man. "X-IPS-D class."
"Oh, IPS class. I'm in X-IPA-C class" said the man.
Granada smiled then nodded. "Oh, so."
The couple next to him was also a grade 10 IPA. They continued eating.
After the learning hours were over, Granada came home on his bike. He saw people crowding the roadside. Looks like there was an accident. Granada stopped the bike, because of a traffic jam. He had to walk while running his bike.
While passing through the crowd, Granada saw pools of blood on the streets. His steps came to a halt and heard the conversation of the crowd. Not usually did he care about what was happening around him, but this time it seemed that he was curious as well.
"What's going on?" Someone joined the crowd. Granada.
"There is someone who runs while carrying a sword and then splits the body of the victim" replied the person who had huddled.
Hearing this, Granada was shocked. He immediately ran to the apartment leaving his bike just like that. The girl pressed the elevator button. It looks like the elevator is going up. Granada chose to run up the stairs leading to the 26th floor.
One might stop and get exhausted upon arriving on the 7th floor, but it was different from Granada who had been physically trained since childhood. He was able to reach the 26th floor and arrived at his house. The girl scanned her fingerprints and entered after the door opened. Granada saw that both swords were still stuck on the wall, but one of them was dripping blood.
Granada clenched his hand.
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^^^12.36 | 30 April 2021^^^
^^By Ucu Irna Marhamah ^^^