Anomali: You, Me, And Him

One

The boy was blown away by Dodi's attack. Her cheeks were already swollen, her tears were slowly flowing, and blood was splattering on her face.

"Fuhh, everyday scenes with fighting boys. It's a waste to hate violence."

"It's like they've become my soul mate," I thought about my situation, which was often involved in violence.

"Enough, Dod!"

He won't stop if he shuts up.

Dodi hissed and lowered his fist.

Sigh. "It's getting late, isn't it time to go home?"

"Yes," replied Dodi.

He left, leaving the boy he beat just like that.

"Come on, Jaka," I said to the helpless boy. "Sad to see you slaughtered like that."

He doesn't like it.

Dodi is very sensitive to anything related to his grandmother. All the scavengers in Oak know about it. However, the battered boy just now, always said 'Your grandmother is dead! Just accept it!' and it has happened dozens of times.

I don't know much about his grandmother. However, what I can conclude is that his grandmother was everything to Dodi.

We are on the outskirts of the Oak which is brown like splattered feces. There are a lot of mountains that aren't mountains, just piles of trash from people in the surrounding towns. Yes, we are scavengers, including the battered boy.

I once offered Dodi to be a beggar or a thief, but he refused. He said it was a sin and not good. His grandmother would not like it.

"Jar, look," said Dodi suddenly, picking up a piece of paper.

“Accepting new students for the school year…”

"I think it's time," continued Dodi with enthusiasm.

"Go to school?" I asked.

Dodi nodded enthusiastically.

"Okay, we'll be there tomorrow," I said.

I just remembered now that it's already June, which means it's time to start a new semester.

"Yuhuu!" shouted Dodi while dancing happily, then returned on the way home.

We have promised each other to go to school. I didn't mind, but I was surprised because Dodi wanted to go to school. After hearing the reason, I understand.

"Grandma used to say that I had to go to school, so now she's looking for money."

The 'was' Dodi meant about eight years ago when he was about eight years old. His grandmother had disappeared since the Sky Punishment incident back then. Many children lost their parents at that time, which is very scary.

Dozens of angels or demons with illogical powers descended from the sky. Attack anyone they see. They are physically human, but their gaze, gait, and speech are very different. Full of authority like an angel. But sadistic like a devil. I'm not sure what they are.

Oak Town was destroyed and at that time I who survived met this scavenger boy. The meeting led me to be his best friend to this day.

I stared at another sheet on the ground stunned. Not accepting new students.

"Brawler new entrant acceptance?"

That competition? I gulped. This kind of competition opens up the participants blatantly, what the heck...

A competition that has only one rule where the winner is determined by who is still breathing last.

“Five hundred thousand Coin reward.”

Five hundred thousand... but lives are at stake. What idiot--besides Dodi, everyone understands that it's suicide.

It's better if Dodi, the wrestling enthusiast, doesn't know. I tore fast then followed Dodi home.

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"A-one hundred thousand Coins?” I suppressed my shock.

"Yes, I'm sorry if it seems burdensome, but that's already the registration fee that we set," replied the teacher who looked like a thug at the market, smiling.

Dodi was silent, holding back his disappointment. The savings that we have set aside from the results of scavenging so far only get ten thousand coins. It also took seven years.

I want to protest and burn this school down, but I'm self-conscious. This school is indeed a favorite--you could say number one in Oak. If it weren't for Dodi's choice, he would have liked to have gone to school with Pak Kumis.

"How's Jar?"

I paused.

"We'll think about it at home," I replied.

In front of the Bantaran gate, a luxury car can be seen parked.

Official.

Blusukan to TPS for what?

A scavenger boy approached us.

"Dod, the rich man is looking for you!" He pointed at a man in a neat suit. I don't know his name.

Dodi immediately ran there. I'm catching up.

What did Dody do? I'm with him all day and there's nothing he does but beat people up. Could it be that punching people is now prohibited after criticizing?!

"I'm Dodi!" shouted the fighting boy.

The middle-aged official turned his head.

"Are you Dodi the Tough from the Outskirts?"

"Yes, why?!"

"Here," he replied, handing me a poster. "I heard that you are the most powerful among the scavengers of Oak City."

Damn, I know that poster!

DOD!

Don't read! It's Brawler!