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The Good Upclass Chapter 57: Convinced
War. That seemed like a bold statement. Well had never faced anything like war before, though what Allen Mar meant of it was nothing too serious and nothing too close to what an actual war really was. But to Well, it was already a time where he knew he was going to be stuck in a rut again. He never wanted this. He never asked for this in the first place. That was why when Allen Mar asked him if he was even ready, he did not know what to answer. Or how to answer. Or why would he even answer it in the first place. "This is a mess we have to clean. An act of vengeance sprouted due too personal vendetta's," Allen Mar said as he tried his best not to shock Well with his words. But he did not do any good. Well, at this moment, had already knew that it was now too late to back off. He can never run free with this again. Unlike last time. That was already the last. "Secret society. I did not know I will be dragged into this mess even though I am not even a member. I do not have any membe
The Good Upclass Chapter 58: A War Is Coming
The way the bloke man described the clash between the government and their society sent a shiver to Well’s spine. War. That was a one, big word that holds so much fear and tremor and may or may not influence the way of living of people unfortunate enough to have been traumatized by the so called thing. “How true is it?” This is the kind of question that Well would have loved to ask to the man, or even just to Allen Mar himself, but he figured that everything was going to be fine if he would rather just keep it to himself. “Oh, goodness gracious. I thought things like this only happen in movies. I once watched a film about it, and it did not occur to my thinking that scenarios such this one is pretty realistic as well. Have you watched the movie entitled Enola Holmes?” Well asked, and it became so awkward because a sudden silence had engulfed the entire place for quite longer than expected. “Okay, basically, it is a movie about a young woman who searches for her mother because she su
The Good Upclass Chapter 59: Wait And See
“Don’t you think we should try to spy on them? You know, figure out what those three suspicious men in suits are up to?? Allen Mar talked back to the bloke man across the table. At this point, he was already so invested to the conversation that he rather leaned forward closer to the guy and put his head on both of his clasping hands. “I don’t know about you, but I am starting to get a little bit anxious here. I am beginning to overthink. And if you know me well, you will understand that every time I get a hunch, I am always right.” Well, on the other hand, began suspecting what the conversation was about. So, from the long rectangular table, he moved to the circular table where Allen Mar together with the bloke guy was sitting, and tried his best to get as much information as he can. “It seems to me that the two of you are talking about something very, very serious. I can tell just by the look on your face that you are nervous, and thus, overthinking things right now. Tell me I am ri
The Good Upclass Chapter 60: The Hard Life Of The Living
Well and Allen Mar had already finished their lunch and yet the three bloke men in formal black and white suits had not gone out of the private room still. The doubts within Allen Mar’s mind had grew stronger and more intense already, and he could only pray that it would not get worse. But no, he could not resist. Contrary to what he had been begging himself for, he could only think and think of something sadder. An outcome so great he would kill not to let it happen. “Hey,” well broke Allen Mar’s silence and poke him by the left shoulder. “It’s almost time. We only have not more than ten minutes, I believe, before the afternoon session begins. Don’t you think we should start going off now and walk back to the school?” the amount of worry on Well’s face was obviously visible. He now had the idea what it was like being late in the class, so he probably did not want to be late again. Not especially that he did not know who his teacher was yet, and what things could he or she do to stu
The Good Upclass Chapter 61: Purgatory
“Do you still remember when I told you that I love mathematics and I think it is just the most useful thing in the world?” Well asked as soon as they got out of the classroom after ninety big minutes of being stuck in hell with their teacher that seemed like an evil woman walking– well, that was according to Well himself. “Ah, yes. I can still remember it. You only said it earlier this morning, so how can I forget that?” Allen Mar said, glimpsing at Well who had been staring away past the corridor where their classmates dashed through like they were in a hurry and trying to catch up with something very, very important. But the two boys seemed to not giving a fuck about those people. After a second or two of checking up with the others, he followed up. “Why? What about it?” “I’m taking that back now. All of it. Ever since the moment I walked into that fucking room and heard her speak, I realized that Mathematics is not for me. God, who would have thought there is a Mathematics specia
The Good Upclass Chapter 62: A School of Demons
Well instantly looked at Allen Mar with a confused face. “I haven’t come to that stage yet. Although yes, I have to admit that I also find people here a little skeptical, hideous, and suspicious, but apart from that, I don’t think I would come to a conclusion about leaving. I have told myself, ever since the day I realized this city is nothing but just one big messy puzzle, that if I keep myself away from people as much as possible, maybe I can survive four years living here alone,” Well explained casually, with his hands gesturing in the air. “Anyway, when is the semestral break? You know, a one or two weeks of no class after examinations,” Well inquired. But suddenly, all he ever got from his friend Allen Mar was a long and empty stare. “What’s the matter? Do you have no idea? It’s okay if you don’t know the answer, though. No pressure.” “No, Well. Of course, I definitely know the answer. I’ve talked to different students here before the class started and I asked them everything I
The Good Upclass Chapter 63: Don Betito Hospital
When the class on their first day of school was over, the two newly recognized best friends decided to walk together on their way home. It seemed that not a lot of students in the West Berg University had been doing it, so they found themselves strange and unique in a way that they were the only ones who were walking out with a company. Everyone, literally everyone, had been walking only all by themselves. No one to talk to, no one to laugh with, and no one to tell their experiences and how their first day in school went like. Well and Allen Mar totally knew that maybe it was part of the rules. It was never out of their funny little brains that in a school setting as strict as West Berge, it was no impossible to have a rule that prohibited students to hang out with their fellow students. However, if it was indeed a law to be followed inside the campus, the two of them were surely the first to ever abide and violate it. “You have not told me where you live yet,” Well asked Allen Mar
The Good Upclass Chapter 64: Only The Rich and The Healthy
“We are now here, sir!” The taxi cab driver reminded the guys when they finally landed at their chosen destination, the Don Betito Private Hospital. “Lucky you, the traffic was not that heavy, we are able to arrive here ten minutes earlier than the estimated time of arrival.” The taxi cab driver jumped out of his seat, opened the door of the car on his side, and then maneuvered around to open the door of Well in the front seat and of Allen Mar in the backseat. “Thank you very much, sir,” Well said as he handed the driver his fair payment with excess cash for a tip. “Take care of yourself, sir. And thank you again for driving us all the way up to here. I really appreciate it,” Well added as he tucked his hands into his pocket and walked right next to his friend, Allen Mar. Together, they walked into the vicinity of the huge, mostly colored blue and white building of the Don Betito Hospital. “No problem, sir. Just like what I have told you before, I don’t mind giving you of service.
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Chapter 160: Prisoners of the Deep
“Nowadays, it is not only tangible things that are stolen. Culprits and stalkers like them are often sent out in the world to steal impossible things like information and codes. I believe that is the thing that keeps them from running after us. Because if it is only a material thing, they could have stolen it long before already. But it’s different. They are needing a piece of information, and only the best of the best spies and culprits can do it. Only those who are willing to risk their lives and last breath only to get their ears closer to the information that their bosses need,” Binsent Anchorman explained. “Okay, okay. Hold on, why are we here again? Because, technically, since I am now an official member of the alliance, am I not right to know the basics of this group? Like, what are we working for? And who? And why? And basically all the questions you think I need the answer from?” Arjay chimed in, standing by the end of the bleacher together with Allen Mar. Even up until this
Chapter 159: Devil's Den
Binsent Anchorman, together with Well, Arjay, and Allen Mar gathered all together onto the bleachers that were lining up outside of the church. “It has come to my attention that you are being followed. Now that we are here, somewhere that is least expected by the people to see us being gathered, I doubt if stalkers will still come after us,” Binsent Anchorman said as he laid down his suitcase on the ground. He was the first among them four to sit on the bleachers. This time, he was wearing a funny, little hat that did not match his tuxedo outfit at all. However, one thing that Allen Mar and Well could assure was that, in that outfit, he looked like their late friend, his twin brother, Detective Deib Anchorman. Well slouched down next to Binsent Anchorman; his eyes had been wondering around as if they were two little footage cameras scanning for possible threats around them. “I am now starting to question our presence in this city. Us being stalked remains a mystery to me. But one th
Chapter 158: Binsent On The Lead
Binsent Anchorman, together with Well, Arjay, and Allen Mar gathered all together onto the bleachers that were lining up outside of the church. “It has come to my attention that you are being followed. Now that we are here, somewhere that is least expected by the people to see us being gathered, I doubt if stalkers will still come after us,” Binsent Anchorman said as he laid down his suitcase on the ground. He was the first among them four to sit on the bleachers. This time, he was wearing a funny, little hat that did not match his tuxedo outfit at all. However, one thing that Allen Mar and Well could assure was that, in that outfit, he looked like their late friend, his twin brother, Detective Deib Anchorman. Well slouched down next to Binsent Anchorman; his eyes had been wondering around as if they were two little footage cameras scanning for possible threats around them. “I am now starting to question our presence in this city. Us being stalked remains a mystery to me. But one t
Chapter 157: Their Own Shadows
In the taxi, nothing much had happened other than a small conversation involving Well, Binset Anchorman, and some interesting and trivial things about the late Detective Deib Anchorman, his twin brother. It was surely a wholesome moment. It was surely a wholesome conversation. But if not for the fact that Well was the one that initiated the conversation, none of those would have ever existed. “I only met Detective Deib Anchorman for like a couple of days,” Well started two minutes just when the engine started. “And just like you, he started as a taxicab driver, too. I met him when I asked for a taxi who can send me to the nearest ATM station because I just lost my phone and I needed to buy something. He was the one who accompanied me to the Octagon Shop where I was able to find myself a new phone. He was a good man, indeed. I don’t think if I have said this earlier, but this is something that I was not able to tell him. I was too selfish to even inform him how good of a man he was,” We
Chapter 156: Everthing's Off, Everything's Improper
Just when Well arrived at the ground floor, he noticed some coalition of people not far from where he was standing. Intrigued by the on going noises, he went to see what was happening over there. After a few more meters of walking, he finally figured out what that mess was all about. Simple. It was primarily because over there was a food hall and the reason why he could hear metals banging against each other was because they were spoons and forks, and noisy people who were trying to satisfy themselves with the food that they eat. Apparently, it triggered the growling of Well’s stomach. All of a sudden, he wanted to dive into the line too to get himself something to feed for his angry tummy. Convinced that there was no time for his social anxieties anymore, he absentmindedly fell in line. He tucked his wallet out of his pants’ left pocket and draw out his credit card. Finally, he could eat now. It took him roughly ten to fifteen minutes to finally make it to the counter. There, he ord
Chapter 155: Well's Convincing Lines
With both of his hands clasping against each other, Well shot a gaze through the busy hallway. He saw nurses in the rush, assistants going back and forth and to and from different rooms, doctors running with their shoelaces untangled, and other more disturbing and unusual things for Well but were considered normal and part of the routine in any hospitals. Well decided to go for a stroll outside the hospital and find something to eat. He had not eaten anything since lunch time, and he barely even finished his food back in the tavern because of Allen Mar’s intuitive conversation with the bloke man about the three suspicious men in suit initiating a negotiation talk with the secret society’s leader. Time check, it was already ten minutes past seven in the evening. Around this time, Well should have had in his bed already– ready to sleep because tomorrow was going to be another day full of unwanted surprises– but here he was now, in the hospital, with someone he only knew less than ten hou
Chapter 154: Discombobulated
His nerves had never been feeling this tight. The flowing of blood all over his body had been insufficient, but the only thing he ever had in his mind was Allen Mar. He kept thinking of him. He kept thinking and thinking and thinking of him. Questions spun around his brain; ‘How was the operation?’ ‘Will he be okay?’ ‘Will he survive?’ ‘What are the odds of him dying?’ ‘Was the doctor not joking when he said that Allen Mar’s injury was serious and could even bring up his death if certain actions had not been taken immediately?’ With both of his hands clasping against each other, Well shot a gaze through the busy hallway. He saw nurses in the rush, assistants going back and forth and to and from different rooms, doctors running with their shoelaces untangled, and other more disturbing and unusual things for Well but were considered normal and part of the routine in any hospitals. Fully convinced that the operation will take longer than expected, Well decided to go for a stroll outside
Chapter 153: Media Man
Detective Deib Anchorman was the first to make it close to the manhole. When he got there, he drew his ear closer to the ground floor. “I don’t hear anything,” he said after five seconds of focusing all his hearing senses on the ground. “I am supposed to be hearing footsteps and cranking guns and indistinct chatters coming from the soldiers, but I don’t hear anything right now. “Is that supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing?” Well asked, his heart had been pounding so fast and so strong it was no different compared to a jack hammer used in smacking a hardened soil. Allen Mar chimed into the conversation and then corrected Well, “It is supposed to be a good thing, I believe. The detective not hearing anything from above only means that the soldiers have not returned from the search yet. That means we will have enough time to make it out here and perhaps even out of the vicinity as well. Although the latter would be so dangerous, and I don’t think our chances of success are that
Chapter 152: Too Impossible To Be True
Different scenarios had been playing in his head to the extent that he was lost already and could not distinguish the reality from the hallucinations. Hope had been the only chance he had. And although his abdomen churned in fear, and the back of his neck had been filled with goosebumps, Well only braved the situation and sat on one of the chairs at the waiting area, believing in his friend, Allen Mar that he would survive the operation no matter what. Prayers came out of his lips unconsciously without him knowing it. Fully convinced that the operation will take longer than expected, Well decided to go for a stroll outside the hospital and find something to eat. He had not eaten anything since lunch time, and he barely even finished his food back in the tavern because of Allen Mar’s intuitive conversation with the bloke man about the three suspicious men in suit initiating a negotiation talk with the secret society’s leader. Time check, it was already ten minutes past seven in the ev