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Chapter 12 - Painter is Austrian

Today was a very relaxing day for everyone as one can say. 20th October is the day for international sloth day. Basically, live your life in laziness. I think I am going to just relax until this whole day passes.

My name is Seig and I am a normal boy in the daytime but there is a secret that no one knows—I am a pervert. I mean I got into a fucking war that I don't want to be in. But due to my parents and somehow I was born unlucky in this world. So, everyone loves me to the point that bad luck is my wife if I have to say.

'Why do you even think about this thing too much? I mean, there would be a reason why you got into this' my mom speaks my mind.

By the way, I forgot to mention. This is my mom who is a very young looking woman. She looks foreign but has the power of an aging Asian beauty.

"I don't know. This is too much. I am basically bunking the school even though I should be in the school and taking my classes and learning why the heck matter shows both wave and particle nature despite can't show both nature at same time and we can't get accurate result on this" I told her some weird shit that of course beyond her knowledge, I am sure of it.

'You insult my knowledge, you young man! If your father was here then he would have beat the shit out of you and you will regret to say anything again on this matter' She told me.

Scary mother.

As I am walking around the streets without any aim. I mean, why do I need an aim? When everything is already decided that I have to participate in this war where anything is possible. I don't even know if I would be able to survive this war or not.

Just as I was walking aimlessly. I saw a person who I longed for. A girl whose face is still as new as she ever was. I am still worried about her. I rub my eyes to check if I am in illusion or not because maybe Tora is saying right that I am taking drugs now. Well, no. I am not. Purple hair and silver eyes. Without a doubt, she is senpai.

I quickly ran towards her without any care. I pull her into my embrace. She is dear to me. As she is my only friend and Tora is like my sister, she doesn't count on that.

"What are you doing? Did you die and resurrect or something?" She insulted me but didn't push me away as I was hugging.

"Rei senpai! Where were you? You were absent and you didn't even come to my home! Did something happen?" I know that everything is messed up. I can't tell her about this war which will soon come into this world in disaster.

"I am all okay about your second question. I fell ill. So, I wasn't able to go to school and to your place. I was unconscious. So, I don't even know what and how was happening" she explained to me her situation.

A fever…

"So…how's everything going in church?" I ask. I mean, I need to know more about the enemy.

"Everything is okay. But, what are you doing here? I am sure, today is school and it is still time. So, skipping?" She raises her eyebrow to gain an answer.

"Well, I…I got a fever too! You know, weather changes quickly and people get cold very quickly"

"You can't lie? Whenever you lie, your left eyebrow twitch" she told me.

'Woah, I thought you inherited everything from your father but this thing, you got from me' she whispered to my mind like she is really here.

"So, it is confirmed that you are skipping school. So, would you like to make this day out with me?" She offered me the day with her.

Just me and her on the journey.

'Yeah! None of the girls can resist the charm of my son! He is the best!' her voice is filled with that of joy.

My mom was singing in joy whereas me was scared.

"You want me to go to hell with you?!" I yell at her.

She nodded at this.

'What?!?!' My mom doesn't know how cold she is.

"Well, where do you want to go for a walk?" I asked her.

"I know a place," she told me.

As I already said, this city is divided between two towns. One is where we live and got school and the other one is where the church is. The place that senpai chose for sightseeing is a museum. Museum is a place which is very rare and a memorial place for the city. If we talk about tourism places then museums would be on the list but I never visited this place.

We reached the destiny that we selected for fun. Museum.

The museum is a grand architectural masterpiece, blending classical elegance with modern design. The exterior is a stunning blend of gleaming white marble and shimmering glass, with towering pillars that evoke ancient temples. The facade reflects the changing sky, giving the building an ethereal glow at dawn and dusk. Inside, the museum is illuminated by natural light streaming through a vast glass dome, revealing a breathtaking view of the heavens. The central atrium is adorned with a colossal, rotating sculpture suspended mid-air, symbolizing the harmony between art, history, and science. The floor is a mosaic of intricate patterns that flow throughout the halls, leading visitors through exhibits that seem to blend into their surroundings. Each gallery is designed to immerse visitors in a different world, with lush indoor gardens, tranquil water features, and walls that shift colors to match the mood of the exhibits. Sculptures and paintings are strategically placed against backdrops of natural stone, warm wood, and soft lighting, making each piece feel alive and interactive.

When we are stepping inside the museum.

"Wait!" A voice suddenly shouted.

We look at the direction. There standing a man tall at around 6 feet 4 inches, he had a broad and muscular build, which added to his reputation as a daring commando. His face bore a distinct long scar on his left cheek. This scar gave him a menacing and hardened look. His sharp, penetrating eyes reflected both intelligence and intensity, and his neatly combed black hair.

"Can you please not step into a master art?" He asked us.

I look down at the masterpiece he referred to. It is some sort of Japanese sewer ceiling cover beauty art. Then I look at him. He is a foreigner. No way! This guy is the enemy.

"You didn't look like Mr Skorzeny" Suddenly, Rei senpai spoke up.

"Well, I am O, his son. I am taking care of our family business. My father retired" he told us.

His eyes then wander towards me. His eyes are cold like they hold deep meaning that no one knows behind those eyes of his.

"Can I ask you for your history with this city?" I ask him.

His cold eyes suddenly filled with excitement.

"Sure! I always wanted people to ask about everything! Well, my family mostly belongs to a country on the European continent named Austria. My family moved here when Nazi during World War II took over Germany and Austria was allied to Nazi. So, we left the country and settled here because we didn't want any war in the place we lived" he explained his family history. "Oh! I forgot that we can talk about this later. First, I have to show you our town's best tourism place! This Museum is one of the best museums of the world" he expressed the glory over his family business.

He doesn't look suspicious now. I mean, this dude has a whole family background and Rei senpai knows about his father. So, I should ignore this feeling of mine. But my heart is not throwing away those feelings. It is the same feeling when I look at those monsters.

When I look around the museum. I saw one of the displays in an area filled with comics.

"Wait! Museum got comics?!" I am shocked to see comics being decorated very carefully.

He nodded. "Well, the Museum is a place of history where everything which made it famous all over the world. This is the definition of a museum for me" He gave a whole new definition on this topic.

"Take a good look, Seig. This museum has all types of comics that if we sell then it would sell for millions. Like Action Comics #1 of 1938, Detective comics #27 of 1939 and Amazing Fantasy #15 of 1962. One of the best comics which features the iconic first appearance of those superheroes who become everyone's role model" this time senpai gave me this information.

We explore more of the museum. There is one scroll painting of five people and their names are written in gold.

"Is this real gold?" I ask him.

He nodded his head.

Woah. There is one newspaper hanging in the museum which states a reward for catching one rat. Next section is filled with all types of constellation images. Then we moved to more of the ancient era, which featured a broken statue of famous poet Homer and his works of Iliad and Odyssey. Then I saw weird things which I had never seen in my life. A painting which featured two armies sitting on elephants and horses.

"Kurushwa—what?" I was all confused when I tried to read the title.

"Kurukshetra War. An Indian epic war which lasted for 18 days in which a family of one kin killed each other. I will not go over the details because the timing of closing the museum is near" he told me.

Then the picture which sent shivers to my body when I looked at the next artwork. Nordic one.

"Ragnarok"