《Zjjan Master》sp02 03, His Background
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His Background
After then, Jaino devoted on his study alongside Kilie under the teachings of Miera. Many years later, Zahamara taught him everything about lots of raiding tactics, war tactics, escape tactics, last resorts, and cost basis since most members of the Lightning clan are in military. Kilie also got along with him although she was still envious and her arrogant attitude didn’t disappear.
Then, one day, he and Kilie were called by the mistress of Zahamara, mother of Kilie; a person he, Jaino, wasn’t meet before.
Gorgeous as still young in appearance, only her body covered by a wide thick silky cloth. Actually, she didn't wear any dress.
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Awhile gazing as he tries to peek— Ouch! —Kilie twists his skin, clipped by her nails. He wonders, why this lady afraid to her own mother. He stares at the woman’s eyes. Those are dead cold eyes.
“Nice meeting you, Jaino. So, how’s life after death?”
“What are you talking?”
“Just kidding. I’m terrible about jokes. I apologize. You know who am I right?”
“Aminette?”
“You know me well. Hmm…”
“It’s my first time meeting you though.”
“It’s your second time. You were passed out that’s why that lady there called you Mr. Pass-out.” —diverting Jaino's attention to Kilie; yet Kilie didn’t laugh. Jaino realizes something with the woman she’s afraid off— “You could even peek on me at the bath if you want.”
“Y'know, I couldn't do that!”
“(Smiling) so, obvious. You’re doing it right now.”
His curiosity is so focus on her eyes. “How far could you see?”
“Oh, I've forgotten. There's not much scholars around so I tell you. I’m not a Fange. I’m a Saiyk. And you’re quite bright; my eyes can’t see. And you’re wondering already? I’ll judge it. My psychic is thrice of the full grown topnotch Saiyk.”
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Fange, is a norim with eyes, having a clear adoptable and high-ranged eyesight, with easily controlled adjustment of visual range.
Saiyk, is a norim with tremendous psychic ability.
“You’re kidding me.”
“Do I?”
“You’re telling me you can visualize in your mind? That’s so ridiculous!”
“Now, now, now, unlike my daughters who are Fange; at the horizon, I can see anything up to the area twice the kingdom of Jelfyr. And want me to prove that?”
Kilie butts in, "She happened to see some smokes from afar when we'd ventured Mount Ma eling. She was curious. She even dragged me along. She met you in the forest not by coincidence. She saved your life. She was even the mastermind of calling you boy passed out—”
“Ma’am,” as he bows earnestly. “Thank you! I, I can’t say any more than that.”
“Come on. Don’t call me ma’am. Call me mom.” And she smiles suspiciously. Sweats are coming out from Jaino’s forehead; his knee trembles as he realizes the purpose of the meeting. “Well, you can’t have Kilie as your wife easily if y'know?”
“So, you've found out, already?” His mouth is paling.
“Right. Last night, until the ending,” she has replied; smiling.
“Please, forgive me. I won’t do it again. She’s just beauti—” Argh! —Kilie twists his skin.
“You’re funny!” Aminette laughs loudly. Kilie and Jaino wonder. “But it can’t be help. If you're down, she’ll comfort you and both of you did it; yet, she’s still felt you as a brother. Not right, isn’t it?”
Dumbfoundedly trying to think, his eyes are scanning to anything. Settling his gaze to Kilie— “What do you really felt on me?”
Her tears flow, she then wipes it. “Forgive me. My mom was right. You know why? She’s also a Dralk. That will explain why her psychic are impregnable. I inherited it. That’s why I must be frank. I can only feel you as a brother, an opponent to beat. No matter what, it can’t be change. So, don’t think much and force yourself. We’re educated.”
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Dralk, is a norim gifted with abilities and strength, but they have few desires that they so fixate and/or obsess.
His chest feels cold, squeezing, heavy. His mouth wants to laugh but somehow it’s being restrained. Shocked, his fist he shuts tightly. He wants to evaporate.
“Also, my husband is against to a man below lieutenant colonel as pair for my daughter. So, I were you? —go back on your commanding general's duties.”
“Sorry… forgive me again." He exhales and inhales. “I don’t want people dying especially with my own hands! That’s why I’m sulking! I feel the pain! That is why I’m going to retire.” He stands up. The atmosphere changes.
“Hey, what’s with you?” Kilie has asked.
“In my intuition he's going to leave.”
“I’ll stop you!”
“Your mother permits me too.”
She sees her mother who smiles back. “Bastard! You won’t escape on me! We still have lots of score to settle! Come back to your work! Also pay those sixteen k debt you’d barrow from my office!” She attempts to jump to grab him yet she can’t move. “Shit! Why are you aiding him?”
“Only this time, honey.” Her smile is so fishy. She stands and hugs Jaino from behind. He blushes as he feels the heat and soft cuddling on his back. “Geez, you could treat me as your mom, not a b*tch…”
“Well then, I’ll be going. Tell mother I’ll be fine.”
“What about me?”
“All I could say, is; thank you very much. I’m too grateful.”
“She wants you as her brother; y'know?”
He turns his attention to Kilie. “Forgive me. It won’t happen. I like you more than me as your brother. Maybe if you can drag me back; I’ll satisfy your urge. Well then, see you…”
Kilie mumbles, “Geez, you just do whatever you want, coward…”
“Darling, you could start tomorrow.”
“Why isn’t now?”
“He’s just a Norim.”
“Tee hee hee… Tch!”
Her mother thinks, It won’t be easy, he’s good on tricking.
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Time to time, allow thyself breath
Greater pain takes long time to heal
Be ease, life is cruel and fun
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