Chapter IV: A Series of Events.

Today, Monday, lunchtime, and I were in the cafeteria having a dispute about what I should buy.

There are many choices on the menu and the craving is extensive ... But not the money. …

This week is supposed to be my last, so I should think about looking for a different job.

I wouldn't want to spend all my money on food, but there are many things I want to try without regrets.

I have enough money though, so it wouldn't be a problem.

Furthermore, I think I've made a decision...

Today I will give myself the luxury and reward of buying four different dishes of food.

The proportions are not many and it seems to be a special combo on Monday, so there is a discount and I shouldn't worry about anything.

You simply have to choose a retired table to eat my banquet in silence ; and celebrate for it.

That's right, I am free to do whatever I want and what my will asks.

After ordering my combo with a chocolate milkshake, I now had nothing better to do but look forward to such a delicious expectation.

I could have brought prepared food from home, but I didn't do it intentionally to be here.

The cafeteria seemed to be a little empty today, so it's a perfect time to eat without many people around.

I thought so until three students walk in the direction of where I am sitting...

Is that serious?

With so many tables available for your taste, strangers will come directly towards me. .

What are they supposed to want now?

...: Excuse us for the intrusion Mikael, could we keep you company?

Mikael: Well, I wouldn't bother.

They sat down as simple acquaintances, but it only maintained my natural bewilderment .

...: Let me introduce myself first, my name is Alya and these are my friends, Abella and Gilgamesh.

So they are the standouts of the famous "top students".

Alya: Do you mind us being here or are you waiting for someone else?

Mikael: To no one specifically, don't worry about that. But coming here makes me think they're looking for something.

Alya: It's nothing, we just want to meet the new boy who caused a bit of a stir at the exam.

Abella: I thought you would be someone more selfish and arrogant but you don't seem to be.

Alya: I have heard that Mikael is someone who is reserved but humble.

Gilgamesh: If that's what you believe, I guess it's fine with you.

No need to be so harsh with words...

Alya: Now that we are here, let's order something to eat together, what do you think Mikael?

It doesn't bother me, but that one is more aggressive than it looks.

Mikael: That's fine with me.

Abella: I think the same.

Gilgamesh: Do what you want.

Alya: Then it's decided.

Since their order was simple and quick dishes , mine took longer but they were brought all together.

Abella: Whoaa~

Alya: Are you going to eat all that food?

Mikael: Is that bad?

Alya: Not at all.

Alya: It's just that, besides you, I haven't seen anyone eat that amount of food; or at least among the students of this school.

It's certainly a lot of food.

I didn't think they would bring four different dishes of food because it was a special offer and low price; or perhaps a small portion of food on each plate would be expected.

Whatever the case, I'd better choose a dish to try.

Mikael: I was curious to try today's menu offering but I didn't expect it to be much more food than I can eat.

Mikael: Would you mind if I shared my food with you?

Mikael: It would be a waste to just leave all this behind.

Alya: Are you really saying that?

Michael: That's right.

Abella: I wouldn't mind if you say so.

Alya: Maybe.

Mikael: Go ahead, take any plate of food.

Although a little disconcerted but grateful, they took a plate of food and proceeded to give thanks for that good invitation.

It is true that they are complete strangers who share at the same table, there will always be more of those: sentimental people with the need to have that meaning as a conviction.

The moment, or rather the atmosphere, did not take long to go from tension to a certain ease.

And not bad for a pleasant time…

Alya : By the way Mikael, I have a question.

Mikael: About what?

Alya: Your brothers are also here at the institute, aren't they?

I don't remember us making it so public about being a family...

Abella: Yes, his two sisters are very pretty and seem high class.

Alya: If you come from a distant place with different customs than the one you lived with for a long time, it ends up being natural to copy certain customs, isn't that so?

Alya: But a low-class family will always end up being what their past is concerned.

Gilgamesh: Garbage will always remain garbage even if it changes location.

Abella: Gilgamesh mind your manners with others! We shouldn't make Mikael feel uncomfortable.

Alya: You are as reckless as ever Gilgamesh.

Alya: But I understand how you feel, I haven't had a good week either.

Now I understand what's happening.

It all comes down to this...

Mikael: Could you get straight to the point?

Alya: Do you have any other plans after this? I thought you wouldn't meet Kina today.

Mikael: At least it would be a better hobby than harassing or snooping into other people's daily lives.

Alya: I hope you don't take this the wrong way or hold a grudge against me, I certainly stand by my reasons for it.

Mikael: What are you basing it on?

Alya: It's not that I was trying not to accept the welcome of someone with the same potential as you for certain things, but the blatant thing is not being able to know more about the subject in question.

Alya: Like you, of course, despite having good sources of information, I can't find anything interesting.

Mikael: I'm like any guy you can find anywhere, there's nothing exciting about keeping looking.

Alya: Maybe, but at the same time not.

Alya: I guess we'll leave our conversation here for today, thanks for your time Mikael.

Mikael: Sorry for not giving you more information than you already have Alya.

Although with a cynical devilish smile, he leaves without saying a word.

They met sooner than I imagined.

If an intruder comes to the place where you play best and demonstrates a skill that makes you doubt yours, it would not be surprising if the ego takes toxic measures.

We really are peculiar parasites...

Kina: Mikael!

Says a casual character who entered my field of vision while aimlessly looking at the cafeteria window.

Another coincidence.

Kina: W-won't you mind if I take a seat with you here?

Mikael: Not at all, I really have nothing to do.

Kina: I understand...

A little shy but less hesitant than one would consider normal, she sat next to me modestly.

He then takes out a book and prepares to read.

I don't know what I should properly think about what's happening, but it's strange that I found myself wanting to read essentially here where I am.

It is becoming less and less difficult to perceive his intentions...