《The Forsakens》Who is the Master?
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Olga was cursing the president while she was on her way to the classroom of flower arrangement. As she got nearer the smell of the flowers got stronger which she cursed herself for liking it. She finally arrived at the door. She knocked it and entered.
"Hello, teach..."
Her words got stuck at her throat.
She thought that she can't be shocked anymore, she also thought that she wouldn't cry anymore but Sakar made her cry. So what she thought didn't matter for her anymore. Even her ass sweated cold droplets by the shock. Her tiny world was getting upside down every day, nowadays. What she thought that she lost, it seemed like she was getting them back. And it was all thanks to the help of two stupid boys, that was strange.
"MASTER!"
Olga cursed herself and the teacher. She really did that. Risa Silverado...
"Ssshhh"
She shushed her. She really did stop speaking.
"Hi, I am Olga Wonder. I will be classmates with you all for the rest of the year."
The class was full of girls. There were only a few guys. Even they looked feminine. All the girls were looking at her and the teacher. They tried to figure out what just happened but couldn't. Some were lost with the beauty of Olga and they were looking at her dazed.
"Teacher, where will I sit?"
The teacher showed her seat, the teacher's seat. She didn't speak.
"Why don't you speak?"
She made a zip movement with her lips meaning that her lips are sealed.
Olga thought that mimic was for keeping everything secret. Didn't think that this meant to obey the shush of her.
"So where will I sit?"
She was looking at the class while talking like that.
Olga's Thoughts
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Sakar would like that class since it is full of girls. But they didn't deserve Sakar.
What did I think just now? Did I really think that they don't deserve Sakar? What is happening to me? What is wrong with me?
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Risa's Thoughts
My dear master is here. She finally came to see me. I did the right thing to wait. It was hard to stalk her. That red-haired boy, oh my God, he was like he had eyes behind. Whenever I decided to get near, he conceived my place. It is like he was like a psychic. I can't speak now! My master ordered me to not speak.
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"What is wrong with you? Why aren't you telling me where to sit?"
"Hey, who is the class president?"
A girl that looked really elegant stood up.
"I am the class president."
Olga: "Where should I sit?"
The president looked at the teacher. She was nodding positively. The class president showed an empty seat to Olga. The seat was at the back of the class. She went there without questioning and sat down.
The teacher in the class still didn't speak, she was trembling. The students began to ask questions such as 'is there a problem, teacher?'.
Olga thought that Risa was too shocked to speak. But Risa was waiting for her master's permit to speak. The classroom was chaotic, everyone in the class tried to understand the situation but they couldn't.
Olga: "SPEAK!"
Risa: "Olga is my master. Please serve her well girls."
The classroom got shocked. Olga got reddened. Her eyeballs enlarged by that shocking sentence. What did that idiot teacher say again? Everyone was looking at Olga, they seemed to wait for an explanation. She thought that her second encounter with Risa was already a shocking event enough. And now that girl told some incredible things.
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Her mind was trying to figure out a way out. It wasn't that easy. She was angrily looking at Risa.
While she was thinking she saw a lady with a maid uniform. She was standing right at the back of a fancy looking girl. 'She must be rich enough to have maids.' She thought. 'Ah! I found it.'
She nodded with a mean look at Risa, meaning to along with her: "The teacher, Miss Risa was a maid of our family. Please, teacher, it was all a thing of the past, you don't work for our family anymore so don't need to call me master."
This was the lie she came up with to avoid the stupid situation she was put in.
The rich girl at the back: "Oh, finally another princess in our class. We will get along really well with you, Olga was it, right?"
Olga: "Don't call me princess again. Your name?"
The rich girl extended her hand: "My name is Louise Hanmanzero. It is an honor to meet me. Come, kiss my hand and I will forgive your ignorance."
The Hanmanzero family was known by people. They were one of the richest families in the city. Since the Chicken's Head Academy raised heads for the country, of course, an influential family's daughter would study in that school.
This is Olga we are speaking about. Of course, she didn't care about which family Louise was from. Unlike she does while dealing with Sakar, she didn't use wind this time. She stood up and moved to the front of that hand. She held her hand by the tips of the fingers and pulled her from her seat to the space between desks.
Olga: "Kneel!"
The word 'kneel' seemed heavy suddenly. She felt heavier.
Louise: "What is this? What are you doing to me?"
Olga: "I said, kneel!"
She didn't want to kneel in front of a lowly person. But it was getting heavier each second. It was becoming harder to resist. She couldn't hold on anymore, dropped to her knees. She was too shocked her face had a despaired expression.
Olga extended her back of her hand to Louise who was on her knees.
Olga: "Kiss!"
Louise: "NO!"
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Louise's POW
What is this? Why am I forced down? What is pulling me down? What kind of sorcery is this? I will make her pay for that. I shouldn't speak those out loud. I should act naturally. I can not lose my calm. I am the great me! Never forget that you are awesome, Louise! You will get through it.
Olga: "Kiss!"
Louise: "NO!"
She has gone too far. I will make her pay.
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The maid: "STOP!"
Olga looked at the angry maid calmly. She waited motionless for a few seconds and retracted her hand. After she sat on her seat she released Louise.
Olga: "Don't even try again."
Louise didn't speak. She just left the class with fast steps. The maid followed.
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