52: Trust That I Will Protect Your Dream

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"Life is meaningless without a dream," Arina had been mumbling to herself lately. "Without a dream, we merely survive. Survive is not the same as to live."

She had recently taken a great effort in paying attention to her surrounding rather than losing herself in the reveries. Arina's dreaminess -- it was on her like a scent, and everyone can smell it. Although many reported her signature scent had slightly worn off and that she had become more serious, and down on earth than ever before.

For now even a random man tying his shoelace on the street frightened Arina so much that she began exploring every possibility that could be related to her nation. And each time that she did, the more paranoid she became. And the climax peaked when one day the Japanese government suddenly lifted the ban on learning Normadian for common folks since 1998 due to a case of a Japanese committing treason and allied with the OSOU. 

Why was it being lifted all of a sudden?

And while it was finally legal, Asano Gakushuu immediately seized the chance to throw himself into learning the language. The world was split into two, and he had always felt uneasy when knowing only one side of it -- imperfection. Therefore Arina Avenira quickly became the target for everyone to practice the newly acquired language.

On Friday afternoon, the Big Fi-- Four gathered in the library to learn Normadian and asked Arina the native speaker to just-- be there.

"Why is it so difficult!?" Seo complained in frustration. "Why does it have to have three freaking genders!?! And how many nouns are there to remember them all!??"

"This is the perfect language for me, nishishishi," Koyama lifted his glasses, flipping through his flashcard of Normadian vocabulary + its gender. He would soon become the first to master reading and writing.

"Only if there are only 'the' and 'a' just like English," Seo grumbled. "And hello?? Six grammatical cases!! English doesn't even need one!!"

Asano gave Seo a scornful look. He didn't even master English like how he bragged to the entire world and now he was saying as if it was his own language.

"Well, it's no help that it's difficult since it is a Slavic language," said Teppei to Seo, while he was struggling with the complex pronunciation, typically with rolled Rs words.

"Freaking Slavic!" huffed Seo whilst shooting his gazes at Arina as though she was the one responsible for inventing the language. Nevertheless, she laughed.

"Oh, my lucky friends, you should be very grateful for having a native speaker to practice with!" said Arina with a positive mindset. "It isn't common to have a Slavic friend after all. And mind all of you! Ren is currently learning Normadian too and he's progressing very nicely and I swear it isn't just my opinion that he does!"

"You are still in contact with him!?" Asano snapped. The rest went, 'uh oh.'

"Why, yes, Asano-kun," double-blinked Arina. "Say, are you still mad at Ren? Oh, please don't be. Don't you at least pity someone as pitiful as dear poor Ren?"

"He's nothing to be pitied of!" hissed Asano. "I don't want you to be in contact with that philanderer and I demand you to stay away from him. What if one day he will take advantage of you and I won't be there by then?"

"Oh, Asano-kun, you don't need to be everywhere!" smiled Arina airily, propping a cheek in her palm. "He's a kindred to me after all, not that I say he's a better friend than you, Asano-kun! But it's just that it's very worth trusting your kindred."

"Preposterous!" anger struck as Asano slammed the table causing all of them to startle.

"A-A-Asano-kun!"

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