Right after Jardel and Wesley's 'tragic' event, classes continued as normal.
There was only one more class left, and that was the obstacle course. It wasn't big, they were just standard obstacles that happened around the futsal court.
"Seriously, how can he be so fast?" A nearly breathless boy, who was way behind Amon, muttered as he ran, "He's running with weights in front of everyone and he's not even sweating, dammit, the comparisons are ridiculous."
"Well, better not even think about it." His friend tapped his shoulder and forced a smile, "He's on another level."
Meanwhile, Amon had already completed one lap and was about to overtake those who hadn't even completed the first.
The obstacles were just wooden wall climbing, like a simulation of climbing a mountain. Some would fall, but it wasn't more than 10 feet, which was worse, as Amon could jump straight to the top. Of course, he didn't do that since he was warned before by the teacher that he could not.
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The end of school bell rang. Students in class 303 have already returned to the classroom and collected school materials to go home.
Amon was in the hallway, waiting for Julia, Barbara, and Maisa.
Soon Julia appeared, she was the fastest, as Maisa and Barbara were changing in the bathroom.
"Amon, sorry, can you check if there's any dirt on my face?" Julia asked as she touched her own face, she was in art class before.
"Mm." Amon looked at her face and shook his head in denial, "It's perfect."
"Oh, you mean my face is perfect?" Julia joked as she poked his chest.
"Very beautiful." Amon was sincere, he didn't think it was wrong to praise her, as he learned from his grandmother that if a pretty girl asked, he should seriously admit it.
"Hehee~" Julia smiled completely, she was 50% sure that Amon would compliment her, but even as she waited, she got a goofy smile and stuck out her tongue cutely, "Thanks, you're sweet."
"You mean you want to eat me?" Amon asked, as he pulled away a little. It was rare for him to try to make a joke.
This took Julia by surprise, she was reactionless until she finally noticed that Amon was playing with her. Her face slightly flushed, she muttered, "Maybe..."
"What is a maybe?" Barbara returned with Maisa.
"If she wants to eat me," Amon said as he looked at Barbara and then at Maisa.
"…" The two girls didn't understand.
"Amon!" Julia blushed, she tried to explain, "It's like this... I had a candy and then he asked if I wanted to eat it. Then I jokingly said "maybe" got it? It was a joke, a joke..."
"I see..." Barbara didn't believe it, she looked suspiciously at Julia and then at Amon.
"Would you like-"
"Yes." Barbara smiled, interrupting Amon.
"You don't even know what I was going to say." Amon rebutted indifferently.
"Of course I know." Barbara said with a smirk, "You were going to ask if I want you to tie my hair, yes? So, I want it, it's unpleasant with it loose since I'm a little sweaty."
"Oh, well." Amon was a little surprised, but he was indifferent again. He went to her, holding her hair gently, he asked, "Elastic band."
"Here," Barbara said in a cheerful tone without turning around; she didn't expect Amon to actually tie her hair.
Amon carefully tied Barbara's hair into a high ponytail.
"Amon, where did you learn to do this?" Julia was suspicious, it didn't seem like the first time he had done this.
"I had long hair," Amon replied indifferently.
"Oh, I would have liked to see..." Maísa lamented.
"Me too," Julia said then, she tried to visualize mentally but she couldn't quite imagine it; it was hard to visualize something she had never seen.
"Okay, let's go?" Barbara turned around as a smile forms on her face. She was happier than usual since Amon was going to her house today. At least she hoped that nothing annoying would happen again.
Even though it had been several days that Amon was walking along with Julia, Maísa, and Barbara, the students were still surprised. Worse was that they feared Amon and, because of that, they didn't approach or even ask what exactly was the relationship between them. Some were biting each other, wondering if they were just friends, or something more.
Elijah was one of them, he was almost jumping towards Amon to tell him to get away from Julia. However, fear outweighs his courage. Elijah likes to try to act strong, but after losing so ridiculously, the truth was that he was scared and convincing himself that he would soon get stronger, thus beating Amon.
But grudgingly, he was impotent; he ate a lot of meat these past few days, but it wasn't enough. He couldn't even get to LV21 of the white genes, and he only managed to fill 15 of the fire genes. While it's good, it wasn't enough; he was far from good enough to go against Amon.
Oblivious to the thoughts and difficulties Elijah was going through, Amon looks in Elijah's direction with a cold, sinister gaze.
Elijah shudders; he felt like a lamb being watched by a lion.
Amon may be dense, but not a fool. After everything that had happened, it was clear enough to him that his dear brother wanted him dead.
"Amon?" Barbara saw him stop and caught his eye.
"It's nothing," Amon said indifferently as he started walking again.
The pressure over him is gone and, Elijah takes a deep breath again.
The people next to Elijah had shaky legs, it looked like they had a visit from 'Latrell', now they needed to walk as if they were roasted, with limp legs.
"Hahaha!"
Some of the students noticed the irregular shape these students, even Elijah, were walking in and laughed out loud as they pointed blatantly in their direction.
If before they feared Elijah a bit, little by little the fear and admiration turned to ridicule. The jealousy he has of Amon has made him show his true face several times, making people despise him.
"Barbara, Amon, here!" Bianca Margarete Abravanel was in front of the school gate waiting for them.
Barbara's mother was an attractive woman in her 30s who loved Barbara very much, except that she was always busy with the television show.
With her shapely and round bottom, Bianca attracted the attention of all the boys she passed and some teachers as well. It didn't help that she often wore very tight and glued-on clothes that only emphasized her figure.
Maisa thought she had beautiful breasts, and she was right. Bianca had a pretty face and beautiful flowing blonde hair. She is around 5'11 and was incredibly well-rounded with a very shapely figure, she was often described as 'cute' and 'adorable' even though she was in her early thirties.
"Mom, you don't need to come and get us," Barbara said, surprised that her mom came and was wearing nylons that were so hot.
"Silly girl, it's rare for me to pick you up from school, and when I do, you complain?" Bianca smiled warmly.
Bianca looks at Amon, and for a brief moment, her eyes sparkled as if she had found something interesting, then she turned her face away, looking at Maisa and Julia.
"Good afternoon, Miss Bianca."
"Good afternoon, Miss Margarete."
Julia and then Maísa said in sequence.
"Ara, are you Amon's sisters?" Bianca said with a charming smile, "you can come with us if you want, I'll take you home."
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After dropping off Maísa and Julia at home, they arrived at the Vens Building.
"Amon, come in," Bianca said, gesturing for the cute teenager to enter her house.
"Thank you," Amon thanked Bianca nonchalantly.
Bianca said, escorting the handsome teenager into her living room: "Come in and make yourself comfortable. You can go with Barbara to her room, I'm going to make us something to eat and drink while we talk okay?"
Without waiting for an answer, she turned and left.
Bianca went into the kitchen and made orange juice, including preparations for baking some cookies.
"Amon, let's go to my room?" Barbara blushed a little when asking this question.
"Okay." Amon acted as indifferent as ever.
Her room was at the end of the hallway on the left side. Entering, she said, "You can sit on the bed."
"Oh." Amon didn't show much of a reaction. He saw a very feminine room, with pink decor, and even a stuffed animal on the bed. It was a full-size tiger. Amon went to the bed and sat down.
Barbara stood up as she could hear her mother's footsteps.
Bianca went into the bedroom, she went to hand Barbara a glass and "accidentally" tripped, spilling not one but two glasses full of cold orange juice all over the shocked teenager.
"Aaaah!!" Barbara screamed as the cold orange juice soaked her uniform and her skin.
"I'm sorry," Bianca apologized, in an Oscar-winning acting mode, acting completely mortified by her clumsiness.
"It's okay, Mom." Barbara said, "I was sweaty, I was going to shower anyway."
"Amon, I'll be right back." Barbara left.
"Amon, I'm going to get a cloth and clean up this mess, wait a moment, okay?" Bianca smiled warmly.
"Mm." Amon nodded.
Bianca enters the room again, she had changed her clothes and was just wearing a tiny pink nightgown that barely covered her curvy body.
"Amon," She smiled with a sensual smile as she walked slowly towards Amon who was sitting on the bed.
"Mm?" Amon looks at Bianca with an indifferent look, but he thinks it's strange since she didn't do what she said she was going to do and even changed her clothes.
Bianca sits down next to Amon and slowly starts stroking his thighs, "Tell me, was my daughter a good girl for you?"
That question made him stop thinking about why she wasn't doing what she said she was going to do, so he responded nonchalantly, "Mm, she's getting strong."
For some reason, the woman's smile seemed to grow, and, soon, she placed her finger on his chest as she gently trailed a finger down to Amon's navel; she was admiring Amon's perfect, young and robust body.
She licks her lips a little, "Tell me~... Do you like older women?"
Amon remembered his grandmother upon hearing this question, he nodded in agreement, "Older women are strong."
"Hehee~" She whispered as she walked over to Amon and rested the two big rabbits on his chest. "That's a good thing to hear~"
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Please read the author's notes down here! s2 ↓↓↓
- Drop some power stone, please s2
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