Episode 8. Legend of Explosive Pitcher

An 18 year old student is passionate about baseball. Unfortunately, in this country there are not many fans of this sport. Even so, the young man was not discouraged. He continued to train until he was 23 years old. His ability in the sport has entered the professional level. He even got a tittle called 'Legendary Pitcher'.

At the age of 25, the young man realized that he could not use his hobby to make a moey. He stared at the newspaper and open the job vacancies pages. Sitting in his room, the man continued to read until he finally found a job that suited his skills.

A bread factory was the place the man chose. Leaving his dream and start living to fulfill his needs. The man continued to work at the factory until he was 35 years old. About ten years.

Unfortunately, his age has reached the desired criteria limit of the factory. That man should be fired. Now the man must find another job that requires his experience.

Year 2047. A sport where 2 people or teams competed in one arena was created. The sport uses a technology called Pageblug. A chip that can turn into a weapon according to the data stored in it. Added with Anitya technology. People who enter the sport can be safed from death.

Seeing an opportunity, the man tried to become an athlete on that sport. He will show his deadly throw in that arena. He went to a weapon chip shop or Pageblug Shop. He ordered pageblug to be made into a round bomb. In addition, he also tried a bet, he tried to inject Anitya into his own body. Fortunately, He won the bet and still alive.

With the technology of Anitya and Pageblug that he already has. The man go to register that sport. A battle royal became the first experience for him to try this sport. About 100 participants were in one arena to destroy each other.

"START!!" The sound from the stadium rang.

The participants started destroying each other. His Pageblug is actived and a round bomb is formed. The man casually made preparations like pitcher do.

After being sure of his target, the man threw his bomb at a group of participants who were fighting.

BOOM!

A loud explosion emerged from the bomb. Around 15 competitors were eliminated just in one throw.

The other participants were surprised to see it. The man took back his bomb. He threw it back at the rest of the participants. The morale of the participants were dropped and many of them is surrendered.

"STOPP!!!"

The sound heared indicate the end of fight. There was only one participant left in the arena. The audience cheered loudly for the man.

"The Deadly Explosive, you are great!"

The Deadly Explosive, that man earned a tittile suit him. But the man could only cry, His goal was not to be tittled as a Bomber, but a Pitcher. The displeasure is visible from the man's face amidst the cheers of the audience.

Now that man is retire from become a fighter. He chose the an easy job. Because of his popularity, he was able to get a high position and sit casually in his office.

Saiful Baharuddin. The man's name was written on his desk. Now he is the headmaster of the most prestigious school, Podoagung Fighting School.

"You called me?" I stand in front of Mr. Bahar's desk.

"Yes, I called you. No need to ask 'what do you need?' You already know my purpose, right?" Mr. Bahar sitting and smoking in front of me regardless of whether the person he was talking is hated smoke or not.

"This is about Fajri, his family called me..., they are looking for him"

"...."

"I can only say that 'I fired him. And I don't know what happened to him anymore.' I had to lie to them" Mr. Bahar's face was blank when he said that.

"Then?"

"I added my lie. I gave them a possibility that he disappeared on the way home, whether it's due to stress or something else" Mr. Bahar's body is shaking and tears are visible in his eyes.

"I apologize for giving you such a problem." I bowed and clapped both of my hands.

"It's all my fault" I tried to use manners this time.

"It's okay, it was actually my fault. I couldn't solve the problem properly. To let a predator walk around freely. You finished him off because there was no way out, right?" Mr. Bahar turned his chair towards a cup in his cupboard. A trophy with shape of a baseball's ball hung in the glass cabinet.

"I wish I could count on you, Mr. Rasyid. You seem to have changed since you were the first to enter this school. Did your brother scold you? That's impossible, hahahahha.....Or because of a woman?" Bahar smiled.

Maybe it's because of his big stomach and scary face. His smile looks like someone who has perverted intentions. It's good not to judge people by their faces.

A straight face are written in my face. Bahar conclude my straight face as a 'no'. He immediately stopped his smile and could only scratch his hair. I didn't think he would protect me. Since my business with Mr. Bahar is finished, I leave that place.

In front of the office, I saw Stevent sitting alone watching the people practicing. Don't want to make the same mistake, I lowered the sound of my footsteps.

I silently walked towards him.

"You really want to train but don't have any friends, right?" I who was sit next to him immediately said what I saw from his perspective.

"Mr. Rasyid!?" Stevent immediately startled and moved away from me.

"What do you want, sir?!"

"You really want to have a friend?"

"Impossible... After all, I'm an Earl or a prince. If I want to train, I just need to hire a trainer."

"But practicing with friends is different, you know."

"Ha! Who cares about that!"

Stevent left me.

"How long you will like that?" My question stopped him.

He looked towards me until he fell silent in sweating.

Stevent who couldn't answer could only bit his lip and continued on his walk. From my observations, he seemed to want to have a friend. I can't even answer. Because I even once -.

Headache appeoach to me again. I have to hold back the vomit. I went to the toilet and threw it up. 'No dumbfounded! Remember that carefully, Rasyid Londerik.'

"Mr. Rasyid? What are you doing in the student toilet?" Luna asked me.

I who was in a hurry to hold back my vomit didn't see the sign on the door. But from what I see, Luna understands my current condition. I was holding my mouth with my hand making it easy not to misunderstand.

"Next time don't eat something weird, sir!" Luna smirked at me.

Seems asking Luna is the right choice? He is the center of the class's boy group.

"So... Luna, what do you think about that Stevent?" Luna, who had put on a sneering face, immediately became serious.

"Please sir, just call me Gita. I don't want to be called Luna or Lestari. And the problem with Stevent, he is bastard. Just because he is an earl doesn't mean he can humiliate us" Gita leaned his hand on the toilet sink. A look of disdain and annoyance was written on his face.

"We were very happy when he was crushed by Sophia at that time. His frightened expression when he gave up made us satisfied" Gita continued and laughed remembering the incident.

"Thanks for your advice, Gita" I went to leave him in the toilet. I didn't want to ask what he was doing. Don't even want to know.

I went back to class to pick up my bag that I left behind. When I returned to class, a student sat in my chair. 'Gosh...I forgot'. The girl could only cross her arms while stomping her feet. She seemed to have waited too long, even though it was too late.

"I'm sorry, Sophia" that's all I can say.

Sophia who heard that immediately stand up from my seat and walked out.

"You can just tell me if you busy, don't worry I'm not angry. You're an adult, you have a lot of work to do. I'm not your only student here either."

Sophia wasn't angry. But I feel her anger. I don't know which one is right.

When I got home, the house was dark. My brother isn't home yet. A note is written on the refrigerator. Eat the instant noodles in the refrigerator.

Today is just so annoying.

NOTES FROM ME:

From now on the weapon chip will be called Pageblug.

Pageblug is taken from the Javanese language which means disaster. Matched with their weapons that could bring disaster. lol