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Nowadays, people speak of a legend. A legend about a legendary party. As you may already know, old stories usually get exaggerated. Because each generation either attribute perfection to these legends or erase flaws of them. But I will tell you the truth about this so-called legendary party before they were spoken as one.

Library of Chicken Head Academy

Book: Those That I Long For

Writer: Risa Silverado

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It was a sunny hot day. Sakar was sleeping in his bed. Sunshine was washing his white face through the window. His blood-red hairs seemed lighter caused by the light. One leg and one arm of his were dangling from the bed. He may have been considered handsome if he behaved normally. No one would believe that he was an incurable pervert if they just saw his face.

In the Chicken Head Academy, there is a weekly published magazine where they make lists of many things. One of them is 'people to stay away from'. I am sure, you don't want to learn how he got to the first rank of that list. But I am going to ignore you and tell it even turning it into a 'how to rank first at the list of people to stay away from'.

Guide to perversion; with this guide, it is guaranteed to rank first.

*Whenever you have a chance, look under girls' skirt,

*Whenever there is a break, go downstairs and look above to see panties,

*Whenever speaking with girls, look to their boobs instead of their eyes,

*Find creative ways to peep on girls,

*Always speak your dirty ideas loudly like they are justice and all you care about,

*And be proud while doing all these.

Don't sue me if you can't succeed with these tactics, OK? Sakar did it with determination so you can do it, too! He was so successful with this, he even was called 'DB', short for 'Dick Brain'.

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His roommate Kepyun was also an idiot but a different kind. As of the moment, he was working out with heavyweights. He was taking deep breaths and counting: '93, breath intake, 94, breath intake...'. A small lake of sweat has been collected under him. His muscular black body was shining with sweat. For his age, which is fifteen, he was like a giant. 180cm length and muscular body of him looked like an adult body.

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'What is this dark place? I can't see nor hear anything. Where am I? What happened to me?'

After something like an eternity in his mind but a few seconds in real life.

'This is so boring, I wish there were something to see here.'

'Oh, I see a light. The light is growing outward. I see something there. What is that? a grassy land. I have to go there.'

'Perfect, now I can feel the ground. I wish there were girls with sexy legs here.'

Of course, the very first thing he thinks about is sexy legs. What could possibly he think about other than them?

'What is this? I can't believe my eyes! A pair of sexy legs with a grass skirt doing the hula dance in front of me!'

'Whaaat? Where is the rest of that girl? A pair of legs up to the waist. I want to see more!'

'Hula dancers are now tripled. I want to see more!'

'New types of sexy legs! Wonderful! This place must be heaven!'

Sakar was living this wonderful moment to the utmost limits possible and at almost every second, a new pair of sexy legs with a different taste and outfit appeared. Different colored skirts, shorts, ones with lingerie, ones with garters... Every type with different colored skins was there. But none of them had any upper body.

Within time, there was no place to see that didn't have any legs. Even the sky was full of them. Sakar was sitting on a throne made of sexy legs. He had a drooling expression on his face and was living one of the happiest moments of his life. He was thinking: 'This must be it! All the hardships that I have gone through...' He got a little bit emotional.

But everything has an ending. Everything is supposed to end. Sometimes we forget that things will pass with time. When we live a saddening event, we think that it will not be over. But I wonder why though since we live sad moments for all our life and each past event has passed somehow but we still can't shake ourselves at the moment to stop grieving about events that we have no power to control.

The same happens with happy moments. We lose ourselves within our emotions and forget the reality of the thing called 'end'. There is no exception to that rule and there won't be. And when the end of a happy moment comes, our mood, unfortunately, goes sour. Even sad sometimes.

Sakar's happy moments' ending came with a lightning strike. Suddenly a lightning strike shot down one pair of sexy legs. It was like a judgment made by the sky. The shot pair of sexy legs became charcoal and crumbled. Sakar's face turned into one of horror. He was literally grieving after the pair of sexy legs. Before he can overcome this horrific occurrence, another lightning strike came down upon another pair of sexy legs. Sakar stood up from his throne that is made out of sexy legs. He made two steps toward the now crumbled pair of sexy legs' place. He kneeled and a few droplets of tear dropped to the ground. He was shouting; "Why? WHY! SEXY LEGS DON'T DESERVE THIS!"

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Kepyun was finished with his heavy lifting. He was trying to wake Sakar up. He tried to call out his name, he tried to shake him but those didn't work out in the end. There was the other ancient way to wake a person up. Throwing water to the face. Of course, Kepyun is going to employ the way of the ancients. He was holding a glass of water in his hand. As of now, just 2 droplets of water have dropped to Sakar's face.

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The next thing Sakar saw was the very apocalypse itself. A lightning storm. Much more lightning have dropped just right to the pairs of sexy legs. With each shot, a pair of sexy legs became charcoal and disintegrated. Sakar was shouting with all his lungs; "NOOOOOOOO!!!" He was crying, all the holes in his face were wet with bodily fluids. He was punching the ground with all his might in the face of that disaster.

His punching and shouting stopped with the last huge strike from the sky. He basically cried like a kid that lost a toy. It started to rain. The very last pairs of sexy legs melted with every touch of rainwater. Heaven turned into hell.

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The next thing he saw was Kepyun's smiling face. He realized that everything was a dream.

Sakar's anger was visible on his face: "YOU DESTROYED MY HEAVEN YOU MUSCLE BRAIN!"

Kepyun: "If I destroyed your heaven why are you complimenting me?"

Sakar: "I AM NOT COMPLIMENTING YOU!"

Kepyun: "But you just called me 'muscle brain'. Thanks for that compliment but I am yet to turn my brain into muscle!"

This was the problem with Kepyun. Kepyun was so obsessed with muscles you would be shocked that a kind of person such as him has even existed. His definition for many words was just 'muscle'. What is beauty? What is the best? What is power? What is perfect? Kepyun would answer all these with a simple word without even batting an eye or showing the smallest hesitation. That word is of course 'muscle'. His wish to fight and show off of his muscles all the time earned him the third rank at the list of people to stay away from and the nickname 'MB' short for 'Muscle Brain'.

Together these two were called 'NoBoDy' short for 'No Brain Duo'.

Kepyun: "Let's go eat breakfast, we don't have much time! We will lose our chance to eat if we are late."

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Chicken's Head Academy was not very strict about its regulations. In the City of Old Marmara, there were two academies. One was Chicken's Head while the other was Dragon's Tail. Dragon's Tail drilled discipline into the very being of its students while Chicken's Head was like a lawless place.