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Hugo was silent for a while, darting his eyes back and forth from Fruto to Ponjie. The guys in front of him were serious so he slowly drank water before answering.“We’re training to be Elites. Monsters are not a rare occurrence in this field.” Hugo sighed. “I encountered low-ranks, but nothing higher than that. Our mission is still harmless. Why did you ask?”Half an hour later, the exchange for information was successfully completed. Hugo sat motionless while Fruto and Ponjie opened snacks. “You said that Roy and Milan were also there and kept visiting you afterward?” He asked.“After that incident, even if we were not running for elections they made a request to have Milan spar with Fruto.” Ponjie replied in a casual manner.“Hold on. Hold on. The both of you almost died!” “So?” Ponjie raised his brows. Not getting why Hugo’s reaction was big. “It was a pathetic fight. I could only remember there was so much pain. More painful than Milan’s hits for me.”Hugo pressed his palm on h
Shelter Chapter 1
Fruto looked outside and stared at the gloomy weather thinking hard about life and the shoes he’s wearing. It was quite old– the shoes, not his life. And his feet started aching just from the first five minutes of wearing it.He let out a small sigh before sneaking his fingers on the sole and pulling it down. He’ll just step on it like he does on slippers. Anyway, he’s wearing white and clean socks. The pants he’d put on does not help, though. He had been looking absolutely ridiculous. His new uniform barely fits him. Everything was too short and tight. But Fruto can’t do anything about it. He was not in-charge of his daily expenses. He doesn’t even have money on his own. Going to school with free stuff was already good. He didn’t dare ask for more. He hugged his backpack firmly while waiting for the bus to reach his new destination. “Your new school.” His uncle said one summer day. Fruto knew that no negotiation would take place. Not when he had lost track of time and wasted two ye
Shelter Chapter 2
The sun spilled on the room through the window, giving a peaceful vibe on the two young men sleeping soundly on both of their beds. There was no division in the room except for the bathroom separated by a large frame. The dorm provided a bathroom for each room in the building because the headmaster did not like the way common bathrooms were used by the previous batches, who, in his opinion, were all irresponsible boys. Therefore, he established a rule where the stink, dirt, and mess should be cleaned by the own hands of the students, thus the exclusivity of bathrooms given to them. It’s not really spoiling them, but the headmaster just didn’t want to pass by a corridor full of bad smells every time he conducts a mandatory check of the dorm once a month, despite the cleaning methods used by the staff.While not everyone is a morning person, the boys are required to follow their schedule strictly, or else violation means that they will be sent to help in the cafeteria for a full week, r
Shelter Chapter 3
"Have you heard about the freshman who knocked ten people down during their P.E class, yesterday?""What? Is that true?""Of course it is! Everyone saw it with their own eyes! The freshman was very strong and not only that, he defeated the instructor too!""Shit, you don't tell!""I'm not lying! You can ask anyone around and they'll tell you the same thing!""I've heard about it too! Apparently the freshman who did that was so strong that he entered the academy by knocking the headmaster down!""So cool! What's his name? Let's go see him!"
Shelter Chapter 4
A month has passed and it was time for students to go back and visit their families at home. A lot of students went away early in the morning, while Fruto and Ponjie decided not to go. Ponjie reasoned that it was time for him to rebel since his parents did not even tell him about their plan to send him to the academy. Fruto also did not plan to visit his uncle since there is nothing to talk about. He was clear about what his uncle wanted.For him to be able to build a life he doesn’t need to escape from.He was busy folding his clothes that he washed from the laundry room in the basement when Ponjie tapped him on the shoulder.One month was enough to see the kind of person his friend was. Ponjie cleans really well when he’s around, but is always me
Shelter Chapter 5
Birds sang in the trees, leaping from branches to branches, celebrating the joyous day. It was a lovely weather, as it should be, since the academy does not experience anything aside from sunny days.But that will change soon. The headmaster, who was grumpy and wasn’t in the mood to feel happy each day he lived, finally decided to let students bear the real weather.“It’s not going to harm them.” He clarified after seeing the butler reluctant to do what he wanted. “It was my grandfather who spoiled these rotten students. The weather will not shield them when they venture into society. Whether it’s raining, or hot, if there is a typhoon or not, an Elite will have to endure. The AI simulation is not enough. They need to adjust.”
Shelter Chapter 6
As they stepped inside, the whole world felt as if it shifted. Ponjie trembled from the coldness. He looked around and saw that there were only a few people on the ground floor.“Don’t you feel cold?” He asked Fruto.Fruto nodded a bit and continued observing their surroundings. He looked closely and noticed that everyone inside was wearing a lab coat except for them. The headmaster did not stop walking. His heels echoing loudly against the white tiled floor. Everything inside the building was white, the walls, the ceiling, the floors.It bothered Ponjie. He turned to the butler and whispered, “This building must be so hard to clean, huh?”“You’re right, Mr. Rozhen. This building is very hard to clean and is very expensive to maintain. However, it is the headmaster who decided that there is a need to establish this facility for the academy. It is the only
Shelter Chapter 7
“That’s not how you do it, Ponjie. Concentrate.” Fruto gently tapped Ponjie’s shoulder to correct his posture. The latter was meditating to expel himself from all “impurities”. He didn’t know what it meant, but it sounded important. “Now breathe gently, feel yourself becoming empty. Let everything out.” Fruto’s calm voice travelled on Ponjie’s ears. He tried so hard to do what his friend says, but something inside him was kicking in. He wanted to jump, to run around, to eat, to play. “Sit still. Focus.” Once again, the energy subsided inside Ponjie. He shouldn’t waste his time still horsing around. Life will never be the same anymore as both him and Fruto carried a heavier weight. He needs to be capable. Time passed with the two of them meditating on the school’s rooftop. It was a different experience for Ponjie. Fruto said that he needs to condition his mind while only doing exercises on the body. Immediately jumping in to practice the art of fighting is not recommended. He h
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