Zjjan Master 65 Sp04 03 12, The New Father

While those three Jaino, Krispen, and Ritzel walk on the path heading to the JK Academy, Ritzel persistently won't stop clinging on Jaino's left arm. Some people find them as inappropriate couple while Krispen does too.

"I said, stop clinging Ritzel, people may found as weird."

"Nah, you really didn't miss me, do you?—" Jaino just smiles back at her. "—You even forget to kiss me on the head!"

He sighs. "Then how's your day being a student teacher?"

"It's fine. The students all want to see you—no!

"Not that, not that. I already give you plenty of hints, why can't you realize it?"

What is this child talking about..? Something suddenly comes to his mind. He suddenly grabs Ritzel's shoulders. "You've finally received the result of pet.i.tion?" The missy nods. "So you didn't receive the Lightning as family name?"

She nods again, and she mumbles, "I am now Ritzel Diarke. I was also surprised to know you for real. I can't believe but I'm fine, as long as you become my—"

Jaino hugs her. "I can't say that you're still a child. And I won't say it. You act so independent. Your talent is already equal to those accomplished people. You'd been with your mother on her a.s.sa.s.sination business before right?"

She nods while she mumbles, "Aye."

"You're a too patient child. I allow you to use your Medou ability now. After this day, stay in my Military Building. Until I'll give you your final exam, you cannot begin for your dream." She nods again. After Jaino has stood, he pats her head.

She speaks, "Can I now call you, father? It's written there... Or, I will call you a womanizer instead. You know I'm also a spectator of what you and mother done in the ritual." She smiles tauntingly.

This mischievous child... has thought by Jaino. "I'm not onto widow woman, you hear? But you can call me to what you like then."

A warm sensation wraps softly on her heart, Ritzel clings to Jaino's arm. "Then why you and mother did those, eh?"

This is... I don't have anything to speak, Jaino has thought.

They walk again. Then Krispen asks, "Boss, this girl is Taila's child?"

"I'm not a child! Call me Ritzel! Ritzel, you hear?"

"Yes Krispen," has replied by Jaino. "She is..."

"By the why boss."

"What?"

"That sword isn't yours."

"I like the design and I'll return it later."

Meanwhile on Kilie's office, Miera, who's wrapping the envelops, speaks, "Jezz Kilie, it's nearing to sunset now. You see, it's more than a day, our three branches haven't send their reports. How about we'll inquire the AGAO. We need to confirm our messengers' safety."

Note: AGAO means, Area Generals a.s.sociation Office.

Kilie, who is lying in the table, stands. She walks while she speaks, "Ugh... Meda is on her way there. I've told her earlier.

"Her delay means a bad premonition to us." She holds her head while she opens the door of the restroom. My head is heavy. I wanna rest. Her stomach wants to eject something, but she resists not wanting for Meria to witness. Forgetting to lock the door after she has entered, she walks fast heading to the washbasin. Then she vomits her very-dissolved launch. Her eyes are in tears. Her fingers bury on her hair as she rakes them until behind her neck. And she watches her face in the mirror. She closes her eyes. The door creaks as it's being opened, and she sees Miera who enters. They stare each other.

Kilie stares at below the mirror; and finally, she speaks, "You already know that this is my duty as a daughter of the clan. He and me can't be married."

Meira comments, "Oh, so that's the reason then? Not because you treat him as brother?"

"He may be not in blood, but I treat him as brother in soul. You want me die like his previous wife before? "

"Sigh, I say, you're stamping his pride... Jaino is a good man. He'll take responsibility for this."

"Then he shall work back on his duty!" Kilie suddenly feels dizzy.

Meira catches Kilie on her arms. Aiding her to stand, she helps Kilie to walk until they reach back inside the office.

A lady wearing flowing dress has entered from the office exit and she asks Miera what happens. They chat as they lie Kilie on the sofa. And the lady wearing a flowing dress reports to Meira about the state of the three branches.

In the market area where Zahamara and the castle guard's commander continue their investigation. Zahamara's colonel speaks to Zahamara, "Sir, my sword."

"You can request something new."

"But that was my family heirloom." He wants to cry.

"Pray it to above that its shape remains."

Oh my goodness, I'm hopeless.

Fake gold is also a treasure

Value defends to every soul

Cherishing is held by warm care