TEASER CHAPTER 6 PART 19
While
Jihad and Inda were dealing with the letter from Mekria, Nozomu and the others
were in the courtyard of the school.
In
the courtyard, many students were already sitting in their favorite places,
enjoying their lunch. The cafeteria adjacent to the courtyard was crowded with
students trying to satiate their appetites, and the buzzing noise could be
heard outside.
Finding
a suitable shady spot, they sat down on the ground and opened the lunch box
they each had brought, and their lunches, full of individuality, spread out
like an exposition.
Irisdina
and Somia had soft white bread with ham and cheese inside their lunch boxes.
Shīna
and Tima's lunches were very similar to Irisdina's, with round doughnut-shaped
bread, fruit, and salad, but since they were a small eater, their portions were
much smaller than Irisdina's.
On
the other hand, Mars, who has a large body, might need to eat more, so he
brought two lunch boxes, one with a large loaf of bread and the other with side
dishes.
The
side dishes he brought were cold, but they were served with a nice variety of
vegetables. It was probably leftovers from Ushitotei.
Mimuru
and Tom were spreading out a large lunch box. The others asked if Tom had made
it, but surprisingly it was Mimuru.
The
lunch, which was full of colorful ingredients even when cold, almost made
others drool just by looking at it.
The
only thing that bothered Nozomu was why Tom's face looked so pale.
By
the way, Nozomu and Feo's meal was still the same cheap black bread.
Feo
hadn't been able to get out of his poverty, and Nozomu, a hardworking student,
didn't have much money to begin with.
The
amount of bread was not enough to satisfy him, but that was not a problem.
He
chewed on a piece of dry, tasteless black bread.
*Chew~,
chew~*
The
hard and dry black bread was hard to swallow, especially today's bread, which
seemed harder to eat than usual.
Nozomu
wondered and slowly chewed the bread to soften it before swallowing. Even so, a
choking sensation lingered inside of his throat, and he frowned.
Previously,
Jihad suddenly visited the classroom at the end of the afternoon class.
While
Nozomu was stunned by his sudden visit, Nozomu was taken out by Jihad and
thrown directly into the newly restored martial arts garden for combat
training. Before he could ask Jihad what was going on, he was hit with the Jaw
Drop.
Feeling
his life was in danger, Nozomu resisted with all his might. It could be said
that he ran for his life.
However,
despite his desperate resistance, Nozomu was thrown into the air, knocked down,
and ended up screaming like a frog.
"Haa..."
A
sigh escaped from Nozomu's mouth. At the same time, he recalled the combat
training he had just gone through and vented his resentment in his mind,
saying, "That dumb middle-aged man ......."
Jihad's
image in Nozomu's mind has been getting worse lately. Well, at best, he was
getting used to it. At worst, Nozomu was becoming less reserved.
