The second Book to my collection of Attack on Titan fanfictions. So if you enjoy reading Attack on Titan related stories including ones with Armin, Eren or Mikasa, feel free to read! Enjoy
If you want to read French version: https://my.w.tt/jrUZnBPk...
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It was a incredibly hot day out today, and sticky sweat covered me all over....uggghh....even my clothes are getting damp. It wasn't usually this hot out. I would want to take off my Scouts jacket, but I couldn't. I need to keep wearing it so other soldiers and citizens recognize that I am a soldier aligated with the Same, whether I want to or not.
I could not stand anymore of this heat....it was madly intense....why did this have to happen? I happened to have a load of errands starting today too...darn it.
I don't even think I've ate lunch yet! my tummys starting to growl now....or, it has been for a while now. My tummy felt empty. I need to eat something. Seriously!
I went up to a fellow Scout and asked what time it was. "Lunch time, doofus! What do you think?" He answers.
Gee, I was asking about the TIME not what I COULD be doing right now. Jerk...I walked into the Mess Hall and sat down at a table, alone. I ate plain dry bread, and DISGUSTING smashed potatoes. The food was terrible.
It would cause anyone who's never laid eyes on this small meal to vomit. I'd rather be eating my mother's mashed potatoes...
But....I've gotten used to the food. It's not like I can eat anything else. Usually, I think a lot about my mom's mashed potatoes. She would make it, and pour gravy all over the top. It is the most DELICIOUS mashed potatoes you'll ever eat in LIFE!!!
I sigh, thinking about her delicious food she used to cook for me, way before I became a soldier who dedicated their heart to humanity. My tummy began growling something awful.
Seriously? I just finished this serving too!! And that was all I got. I sighed and laid my head down, depressed.
"Hey, Kiyomi? You okay?" I hear a familiar voice. I immediately recognized whom it belonged to.
"Armin?!"
My head instantly jolted up, removing itself from the table, and Armin had sat himself next to me, sitting his meal tray right on the table.
"Are you alright?" he asks in concern, clearly able to tell that something wasn't alright with me. "Y-Yeah, just tired is all." I lie.
Actually, I'm still quite hungry. But there's no way I'm going to beg my way for Armin's food. He deserves it more than me. I don't even know why I joined the Scouts in the first place. Whether its the Scouts, the Garrison, or the Military police, I felt a bit pathetic.
I felt I provided of no use to anyone. I am indeed smart, but not nearly as smart as Armin. I could never think up any strategies or anything useful to the army. Plus, I can be so forgetful over the littlest things...
I don't want to beg Armin for his food, because apart from me, he's actually useful to everyone else. His amazing strategies saves lives! He's incredible! I admire him. I also have a bit of a crush on him, too.
