I don't even know that my mother is away from home and yet he knows so well. Quite disappointed that I don't get to witness a spectacular scam by this glasses man today. That's fine too, I enjoy my mom's absence.
"Do you know when she'll be back?"
He looks at his watch and replies:
“Probably in a few hours. We only dare to estimate so.”
“In that case, you still have plenty of time to answer my other questions?”
The man nods and tells me to go easy.
“What weapon are you referring to specifically?” I frown, wondering.
“Knives, guns, etc. Weapons include anything that can hit the opponent. Sometimes just a pair of chopsticks is a powerful weapon.”
I'm not sure if he's joking or telling the truth. Because here every citizen is not allowed to use such weapons. If found, they will immediately be fined a large amount of money and sent to prison. This is not the country of Mixreca, he needs to know about it.
“I apologize for using my power to read your mind. Just as you think, our country must not use such dangerous weapons. Initially, you will only learn how to use basic weapons. As for how to use the gun, we will provide and guide you only when we feel you are suitable. Not only our country, but other places have specially granted ARXX that right!”
“Thank you for explaining” – I cross my arms and look at the boy, annoyed – “But the fact that you keep using your superpowers to intrude on private matters, maybe you need to feel thank me in return"
The man pushes his glasses up. I don't know the real reason why he always acts like this. Is it because the glasses are too wide or is this a habit of his? Or maybe he is having different emotions than usual. As for many people, whenever they are stressed or anxious, someone will have a habit of biting their nails, just like me. That's also why my fingertips are always peeling and bleeding, and my nails are biting close to the flesh. I don't care either. The girls in my class and the people I meet often. As long as they are girls, most of them have colorful nails with long, pointed nails. Sometimes I wonder why they have such frivolous hobbies. But in the end, it's all their preferences, I have no right to interrupt or comment.
“What makes you think I have to thank you?”
The man asks me with a serious face. However, it seems that their face is just another mask of his, I feel that he is pretending to be.
“Because I am still standing here and always listening to your words. Even if it's a lie."
“As you once remarked about yourself. You are suspicious of others.”
“This is obvious. How do you feel when suddenly there is a strange organization that says they have superpowers, and now the planet is being attacked by aliens?"
He then replies:
"Just like you"
"Must to. That's why you need to show me the original proof, not a paper copy like before."
Hearing my request, he smiles. Even though he lowers his head to hide his smile, I can still see it.
“You realize this so easily.”
“There is nothing laudable about this. Usually, people will give copies over originals. Are you thinking of me as an idiot for even such simple things to say?”
“No, of course. But that's just common sense. Sometimes there are special circumstances that leave you with other options, right?”
It seems that the members of this ARXX organization are very interested in hearing people explain their arguments. I'm like that sometimes, it's just that no one is willing to tell me these things.
"Can't I try guessing?" – I say.
"It's just speculation, but you're saying it with such certainty?"
“Because I am lucky enough to guess right.”
I once read a book in the library and the character in it said: "Luck is also a kind of strength". As the saying "man proposes, god disposes", no matter how hard I study or how hard I work, just a little negligence is enough to push me to 2nd place. Life is always unfair. so! In the past, when I took the Biology test - also the subject I was not most confident about. Because of that, I stayed up all night to study and solve problems. But fate always likes to tease people. A student who doesn't rest for a second gets a lower score than someone lucky enough to be pointed out in the exam room by someone else. I'm sure she never learned a word. She goes to class just to have fun with her friends, not to study. She likes going to school because it's only here that her parents can't govern. She is fortunate to have a beautiful, very beautiful face, a perfect body as people often praise, a clear voice, and a skillful way of talking. With the above factors, she easily receives favors from everyone, including teachers. The result is shameless as the 'beauty' of the school.
Sometimes I envy that girl too. She seems to have everything that I don't. But it's only when I look in the mirror and see my ugly face that I get a little jealous. I remember years ago I wasn't so bad. At that time, my hair was still shoulder-length, my eyes did not appear in dark circles, and my face was smooth and without acne. It's all about the past.
"Um, you're human after all."
"Of course, I’m not an alien”
I say that because I don't want him to ask me any more questions or roundabouts.
“So can I take you home now?"
I nod and return home.
When I get to the door, I greet him with a nod and go inside. He seems a bit bored, I don't know why he has such an attitude.
“We completed all of your assignments in your handwriting, so rest assured, it won't be revealed.”
“Are you following me so closely? If it's only with a handful of members like you said, you'll forget some of the other members!"
“We are superpower users”
Of course, I know he and the other members of the ARXX have such abilities. I simply say that just to remind them not to be too intrusive in my private life. But perhaps he does not understand it, quite surprised that such a bright and knowledgeable person like him does not know this.
Before entering the house, the man hands me a strange device resembling a necklace. He says:
“You should wear this around your neck, it will help you stimulate the power in the liquid you drank.”
I take it. It is a bracelet made of metal, quite heavy even though it is quite small.
“Does everyone involved in the organization have to wear this?” - I wonder.
“Yes, but it only helps a very small part. The most important thing still lies in your efforts. I don't know if it's too late to tell you this, but the superpowers everyone has are mostly accumulated and activated by stress, and negative emotions. One of the leaders of ARXX gave a prime example in the fantasy superhero movies. Each time the characters are heartbroken or their loved ones are attacked, they will become stronger.”
“I've never seen Superman, but you say I can still figure it out. Perhaps, it suits me, now I have found my reason for being chosen.”
“If I wish for more members to join, it would be as if I were hoping for more people to suffer in this world,” the young man says suddenly, cutting off my thoughts.
Saying that he greets me and leaves.
So as long as I am more stressed and suffering, my strength will be released? It sounds pretty funny! But this seems to be for me. Negativity can become a force. It's also interesting!
It also means that if possible, I will collaborate with people like me. But, the man named Ell and also BB, of them are very strong. Perhaps they both had to go through excruciatingly painful things to reach such a threshold. I don't like to compare pain, everyone has heartache. In the eyes of a person, they will feel their pain is the greatest. Me too!
Today our class has a surprise Math test. Anyway, this is my forte subject so I'm not too worried, besides, since last night I've been studying very hard. But the person sitting next to me, that obnoxious man named David, and the others, aren't like that. As soon as the teacher announces that there is going to be a test today, they all get into a commotion, very disorderly, they turn left and right again just to complain about the problem. It is only when the teacher mentions it for the third time that they are silent for a while. “You guys need to keep order. Why do you make such noise every time you take a test? No matter what, you have to study well before going to school, right?” – says the teacher, taking a stack of papers from the bag. Call Milan – the class monitor of my class to hand out the test papers to everyone. Before that, some of my classmates asked me why I'm always at the top of the grade but I don't hold any position. It’s largely because my mother forbade me to do
“Hey, you bastard!”Stella is probably the leader of these guys. She grabs my short hair, and tugs it painfully, they drag me into the bathroom, locking the door so no one would disturb them. Then they take turns kicking hard on my stomach and body. They torture me and scold me:“Who do you think you are to come face to face with us? Do you think you're good at it? How dare you look down on us?"“Give her a taste!”“Damn, this girl is so ugly, her face is dark, and her eyes are also dark. Her hair is a bit messy, and it's still sticky."“The body is like dry wood. Does she think she's beautiful when she's thin or something?"Since they hit me in the eye, I can only see them with my other eye. There are a total of 4 people. They beat and record a video, laughing and talking happily.“Your life is almost over! Try to enjoy it you slut!” – Stella says, kicking my arm with her foot, I cry out in pain, but another girl covers my mouth with a pile of toilet paper – “You think David helps yo
I go back to the classroom with anger in my heart, all the members see my pathetic appearance and start talking. Milan still behaves like a nice class monitor, she asks me:“Are you okay, Daisy? Besides… where's the document I asked you to get?"Ah, so she comes to ask me about the documents. But know how to respond when those documents were neatly in the toilet and were trampled to the point of tearing. All of that cost more than half of the class budget, and I'm already in big trouble."Hey, don't you hear what Milan is asking?" – A friend says in an aggressive voice, she is sitting on the table with her legs and arms crossed, she looks just like an errant."I'm sorry"I answer quickly and return to my seat, they have another excuse to dig up and talk bad about me. The boy sitting next to me doesn't say a word, he doesn't care much either. That's fine, at least he doesn't go along with them in such an outrageous and stupid way. After settling down, I adjust my clothes. I vigorously
Hearing him say that, I smirk."Well, I don't think you would say such words."“Are you surprised?”"No" I reply bluntly.David laughs merrily, then slithers down on the grass, plucks a blade of grass, and puts it in his mouth. There is something inexplicable and silly about his actions. I immediately say:“You will soon be in trouble if you stay calm and carefree.”"Why?" - He leans over, looking at me with a pair of eyes that are something very sad and sparkling. His usual smile also becomes strangely magical, quite similar to BB."Aren't you afraid that it's a poisonous plant?"“You worry too much, Daisy. Don't worry, I know plants well. My future dream is to become an entomologist. How about you?"I keep silent. I don't even know what my dreams are. Is there someone who lives without ambition or hope? That's deplorable! The person that I always look down on is superior to me, in the end, the worst person is just me. I turn my face away, avoiding David's eyes, and reply:“What are
Ell suddenly falls silent and I follow him in silence, then he pulls my hand and says:"Let's go!""Okay, let go of my hand," I reply.He also obeys, and we both find an empty road to leave. After leaving the neighborhood, he and I stand on the bridge, and he says:“Honestly, your handling of the matter isn't too bad, but this has caused us to lose track of him. He is now out of the radius”“How many kilometers can you notice their presence?”Elle replies:“About 10 kilometers. But it also depends on the state of my ability”I put my hand on my chin, lean against the bridge, and say:“Do their leaders want to take over the planet… Even to achieve that, they accept living in the status of others. However, what are they doing consciously?” – Having say that, I lower my head, looking towards the fast-flowing water.The man reminds me in a low voice:"Be careful not to fall again!"I laugh, he doesn't trust me. Or is it because I'm too careless to be trusted? I look at him, squinting beca
Again? I'm tired of this world full of lies and injustice. I hate forcing myself to fit in to make other people happy. I hate the fact that I have to obey every command of that person no matter how absurd it is. I'm so miserable, now I have no interest in participating in this training session anymore. Oh no, I've never been interested since then. I don't feel that life is any fun at all. Everything is covered in a murky black, the darkness of this world is slowly swallowing me. I'm dying, no, I'm probably dead a long time ago. I died at birth and was embraced by the world by the endless voices of my parents arguing. Of course, I didn't see it all. After all, I was just a baby then. But given their strange personalities, this is easy to guess.Just thinking about these things makes me feel uneasy. They are nothing to me anymore, why do I bother to care about those people? There is a book that once taught me: If you hate someone, you still care for that person. I don't want to be like
Frustration, pain, frustration, anger…It turns out that sometimes such negative emotions come into play. I feel the strength slowly rising in my body along with the pain like an electric current running through my veins. I lay motionless, eyes wide open and direct toward the large light bulb commonly found in the operating room. Since I can't stand the light for too long, I close my eyes tightly. Sighing again, I am helpless, what should I do now? How am I supposed to live? Why did they save me? And why was I so stupid then to accept Ell's suggestion?Take a look, what's my future? No, nothing but a mysterious and terrifying black. The darkness will swallow me, they are slowly killing me. What do I live for? What do people live for? Don't all the people in this world live to die? So if I died earlier, would I have completed the last step of a quick human life? Sooner or later, whether rich or poor, boy or girl, what awaits them is the door of death. Therefore, it doesn't make much di
As always, I take a big sip of my coffee and continue to finish my homework. The loud crowing of the rooster signals the beginning of a morning. It's now past 3 a.m and I still haven't slept. When 7:30 a.m. I need to go to school, every day of mine has passed so tiredly. I close my books, prepare to take a short nap, and go to school. But just an hour and a half later, the door to my room is opened, and my mother with an angry face walks in. She forcefully wakes me up and slaps me in the face. With glazed eyes, I look at her, my heart beating faster. The pain in my cheek makes me numb. She drags my thin body to the desk, thrusts the almost empty pen into my hand, and shouts:“Why are you sleeping? The previous ranking was only 2nd in the whole school. Why don't you ever listen to me?" – She says, knocking hard on my head – “I forbid you to close the door, why are you disobeying me? How much more do you want me to suffer?”She rambles on, cursing me until she gets angry. Every day she