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"Y-yes ma'am, Dein is my best friend but...I can't l-lie!"
"I-I saw it with my two eyes, Dein pushed Freya..."
"She must've revenged because Freya bullied her, but that's too much."
"I heard Freya's 50:50 in the hospital right now."
"Yeah, she's in a coma..."
"Wow, how did she make me believe that she's actually nice."
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"Miss Dein Malfein, the committee agreed upon your expulsion...."
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"Ouch! Argh!" Dein's hand went to her head and rubbed it to ease the pain. She glared at the bed and stood up to kick it.
"Stupid bed" she muttered as she continue to glare at it.
After accusing the bed she went to her kitchen, she opened the small fridge to look for food. Only to see nothing but cold water. She smacked her forehead and groaned in frustration.
"Why did I forget to stop by in the market yesterday?" She sighed and looked around her small kitchen. The room she has been renting is quite small so her kitchen only consists, a small fridge, stove and small run down cabinets for storage.
She rummaged through the cabinets and managed to find a single pack of ramen noodles. She smiled and kissed the pack out of happiness.
After eating, she took a bath and prepared for work. She's been working as a part time self defense instructor for years with the help of some of her friends she managed to get in the job and because of her work she managed to support her studies and got a business degree, though graduating with flying colors, finding a job is still hard. Because nowadays, monetary transactions do the work.
Locking the door she went straight to the building where she's working. The building is four stories and it is quite popular among students who want to learn self defense.
"Morning Dein!" her co-workers greeted and she smiled at them and greeted back. Everyone in the workplace is nice. Moreover, her boss is nice too that's why she managed to stay on this job for a long time.
Dein went straight to the girl's locker to change clothes when she heard a voice.
"Still haven't found a job?" Dein looked where the voice came from, it was Hera, one of the instructors.
Dein sighed before answering "Nope". She felt a hand pat her shoulder.
"It's fine, be positive, maybe one day someone will recognize that great brain of yours." Hera said comforting Dein.
"Hope so." Dein answered.
"Don't worry i'll notify you if I find a place in a company."
"Thanks Hera." Hera just nodded.
"Okay then time to work!" She cheered and Dein smiled.
Hours passed and Dein is already bathing in sweat. She's teaching batches of kids and she needs to do demonstrations and teach them the right position individually.
"That's all for today." She announced as she wiped her sweat with a towel.
Dein walked tiredly towards the locker room to freshen up and change clothes for the next batch of kids. Their locker room has a showering room and a CR so it's quite convenient. She stopped on her tracks and stared at the mirror. Suddenly the dream she had in the morning popped up.
Her hands clenched and she stared at her reflection. A smirk rose to her lips.
"Soon, when faith decides to play again."
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"Okay good job everyone! Remember to rest!" Dein said and everyone clapped. The students bid their goodbye and Dein sat on the bench and grabbed her water bottle.
She's already done for the day and wants to go home now to rest, but remembered that she needs to stop by at the market to buy food so she grabbed her bag and stuff and bid goodbye to her co-workers and left the building.
It's getting dark and Dein is just walking slowly due to tiredness. She just wants to lay in the bed already.
While walking in the alley something caught Dein's attention.
"Get out!" a guy that looked like a gangster said as he kicked the tire of a luxury car.
Dein's eyes got pinned at the luxurious car. Thoughts started running through her mind, is it some rich person?!
A middle aged man gets out of the driver seat and it looks like he's trying to make them go away.
Dein's forehead creased, her head is doubting whether she should help or not.
Suddenly one of the gangsters punched the middle aged man from the car. Dein's eyes darkened and she walked towards them.
"What do you think you're doing?" Dein said to the gangster. He smirked at her.
"Trying to be a hero miss? You should go before I break that pretty face." He threatened but Dein did not move an inch.
"Acting tough huh." The gangster mocked and was about to grab her hand but Dein had already sensed his attempt so she grabbed his hand and twisted it against his back. The man grunted in pain and Dein smirked.
The other members decided to attack her so she immediately let go of his hand and kick the closest guy. Due to her experience and knowledge in martial arts, she beat them up effortlessly.
"I-I know her! She's one of the martial arts instructors around this area!" one of the gangsters said and they all looked at me with eyes wide open. They started cursing and immediately stood up then ran away.
Dein looked back at the middle aged man. He is looking at her with shock written on his face.
"Mister are you alright?" Dein asked.
"Y-Yes miss, thank you!" the man answered once he snapped out of his thoughts.
Dein smiled "Okay then, I should go." Dein was about to leave when the man spoke again.
"W-wait miss! Can I ask your name?" She looked at the man confused but then smiled.
"Sorry mister, I don't give personal information easily." Dein said smiling then bowed a little before walking away.
Dein slumped on her bed right after she got home. She closed her eyes to rest but then realization hit her, she forgot to stop by the market.
"Argh! Stupid Dein!"
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"Sir the files you're asking are here." a man wearing a corporate attire said at the man in front of him sitting on a leather swivel chair.
"Give it to me." the man handed it over with a slight bow.
"You can leave." he ordered and he bowed politely before turning to leave.
The man sitting on the leather swivel chair turned the page of the file. While reading he muttered,
"Dein Malfein..."
His lips turned up as he reminisced about the scene he saw a while ago. It has catched his attention and interest. Now, the girl has woken up his curiosity.