Chapter 1: Being Happy

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That day was 15 of July 2007.

It was summer session when it happened. The session Alfred hates the most. He doesn't like hot weather in summer, he prefer the cold weather in winter. He said that that in winter, you can drink something hot; for example: hot cocoa, hot chocolate and just stand by the fireplaces and read books, also drink the hot cocoa!

Ugh, he hated hot weather because he can't actually focus on anything—his mind was simply occupied by the fact that he is sweating a lot. A lot. Ugh, I don't really like the sun in summer. He thought. He keeps walking to his destination. To the Secret Base! While he is still holding a book in his hand, of course. He keeps walking and walking until he heard the same two adult women who talked about him yesterday, talking about someone. So he decided to stop his step and eavesdrop just a little—because currently, curiosity gets the better of him.

"Have you heard?" the first adult women says, "THE famous Reins family is here!" as she screamed—more like fangirling, much to Alfred's dismay that cause his eardrum hurt a bit.

"Who is this 'Reins' Family you talked about?" the second adult woman says, "I never heard of them." She furrowed her eyebrows to her friend.

"They are the best of the best gardeners and angler in the whole world! Their fishes, fruits, and vegetables are so expensive. Almost all of their harvest is at a perfect quality, the same goes for the fishes. They manage to catch almost all kinds of fish at a perfect quality, except for their deathfish. So far, they have only managed to catch a great deathfish," the first adult women replied. "But a great deathfish is also really cool! Most people only managed to catch only the nice one."

"...Is their brand name 'R's'? Then I might have heard them somewhere..."

"Yes, that's them!!" the first adult woman says, but then quickly changing the topic to 'the' Reins' only child instead.

"It is also to be said that their only child is with them this time."

"I don't really catch their child's name. I think her initial name begins with R...?"

"I don't really catch her name either. From what I hear, she developed different traits from her parents. She is also rumored to be quite artistic," the second adult woman replied. "A really feminine and elegant child, to be honest."

"I think so, too." the first woman laughed in respond to her friend.

A new kid in this street? Alfred thought. Well, whenever he tried to approach someone—that person would go away. Probably because after Alfred greets them, they begin to speak something that might irritate him. Like for example: why his eyes were blue, why his face always seems to look down, why he would be sarcastic. Yeah, those kinds of thing irritate Alfred the most. Probably, when he tried to approach this kid too, she would do the same. Alfred thoughts while walking—what he thoughts becomes an unclear grumbles. He keeps having thoughts while still walking until he bumped to someone who is shorter than him. So, this someone bumped exactly on his chest. And the things that someone had held so tightly for dear-life have fallen to the ground.

"...Ah!" the person said, letting out a shriek. Maybe they are scared? "I-I am sorry... I didn't pay attention to where I walk..." as she said this, she took a few steps backwards, body shaking and trembling. Maybe they are sort of expecting that Alfred is a mean bad guy? Oh, no, goodness. Alfred may seem like too harsh, but he is nice. At least that was what he would like to think.

On a side note, Alfred notices what had fall from this person's arms, so he instantly looking at the ground. What he found didn't make him shock, but it adds to his guilty for bumped into her and make her white roses looks ugly. The poor elegant white roses are tearing up and become ugly dirty petals.

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