Kim felt a strange vibration when Alen touched her. As soon as possible, she pushed Alen over her shoulder, hoping he didn't hear her heartbeat. Kim keeps trying to control her expression and inconsistency so that Alen doesn't get suspicious.
Nervously, Kim tried to open up another subject. "By the way, aren't you trying to enhance your ability to use magic?"
Alen shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the sky where the crescent was. "Ouch! Who knows. I felt very slow in that," he answered with a sad smile.
"Come on, Alen! Who CARES if you don't have any spiritual powers? If necessary, I will stay by your side until we are old so that you won't have a hard time," said Kim, showing her rows of white and neatly rows of teeth. "Cheer up! " she continued. Alen only smiles in knots while nodding in response to his friend who is on the verge of expert on mastering the power of the spirit.
After talking all night, Alen and Kim were flying side by side to their homes. They wave at each other as they come to the fork, then split. Alen flew alone in a quiet atmosphere where the only light was left on.
Before Alen entered the house, the wings on his backlit up like crazy. Moments later, the black wings slowly disappeared as though they had entered Alen's back. It is a special property of dark-winged ones, a spirit force they have since birth. They call it "magic."
After he had no wings on his body, Alen lay down in his bed while closing his eyes. Without realizing it, he saw through the blinding lights he'd seen the other day. "Why is it so dazzling?" He asked himself. Slowly, she opened her eyes and sighed when she looked at the ceiling.
His memory was directed. when he hit a girl sitting on a cliff. When his spirit power came out and struck the white wings that had blinded his eyes. And surprisingly, it worked for the first time. "Should I see her again?"
***
Ren is lined up downstairs because he can't fly where he belongs to run. A noisy crowd takes precedence over the passing of others. "Brother! I came first! So please fill my bucket!" He shouted to a young man in charge at the time.
The reason for taking water was to make them taller because their wings were going to be a problem. Many will push or even propel one another by the wings. Also, their wings would rub against each other.
"Quickly give me water, my wife is waiting at home!" Shouted a newly arrived middle-aged man. Others in the queue grumbled behind the man.
"Hey, Sir! I came an hour before you came!" Ren was upset as he yelled at the middle-aged man. No one even bothers to hear her scream. The officer presenting the water was overwhelmed by the impatient populace's water ration.
Ren looks down and can only stare at it. He decided to sit on the rock below them, waiting until it was less crowded. In fact, maybe he'll wait until there's really no one.
"Sorry, everybody. Seems mischievous. There's only water left for one person!" The water official said to some who were still waiting.
Ren stood up and looked up. "Won't you just give it to me? I've been in line since morning!" Blurted half a Shouting.
"All right, everyone please return to their homes and return tomorrow. I'm going to make a list of your names for priority tomorrow, "said the water officer. He took two buckets of ren's and filled them to the brim.
Unfortunately, the bucket was quickly captured by one citizen, so others joined in the fight. Ren can only laugh insipid alone, making his mouth half-open. From a distance, Ozi saw it and flew closer with two buckets full of water.
Just as Ozi was near ren, the fighting bucket fell upside down. So the water spilled out over ren's body and wing. Worse, the bucket landed right on Ren's head. The moment of silence before the citizens finally disperse without regard to Ren's condition. Ozi paused before making a soft landing.
"Ren, are you okay?" Ozi knows that it's a useless question. But, ren must at least be aware that someone is watching him.
Ren opened the bucket slowly. Upon removing it from its head, the bucket simply drops to the ground. "Yes, it's okay," he said very quietly.
***
Ren went home soaking wet. He sat down on the chair and placed a bucket of water that Ozi had given him on the table. Her sour face had won sympathy from nobi. "Uncle, stop looking at me like that," ren blurted out in a lazy tone. He's not in a good mood.
Nobi grinned while swallowing. "Should I get it ... A towel?" He asked in a doubtful tone.
With a wistful face, Ren shook his head slowly. "No, uncle. My fate is fated shit like this. Yeah! I will enjoy it to the end," let Ren accept it with bland laughter.
Hearing the girl in front of him saying the words, nobi was prompted to offer a sermon. "Don't talk like that. Even luck won't come to you."
"Ah! Just leave it!" Uttered ren, drowning his head in the creases of his hand on the table.
"When you're unlucky like this, at least remember the one good luck you ever had. To make you more grateful," he says a word of advice while ren responds with the clearing of a throat.
Ren suddenly rose to the point of choking his drinking uncle. "Luck?!"
"My goodness!"
Ren went straight to his room without permission. He went through the room to find something he thought was important. Until finally, he got it in a pile of dirty laundry. A black wing feather she had accidentally acquired from a stranger. When it was in his hands, he smiled happily.
CRACK!
To be continued....