The Forsakens

Sakar spoke while changing his clothes: "I am not hungry, also going to be late for class. I will directly go there."

Sakar was a poor orphan. He didn't have much money. All he had was a few plain clothes. The school was giving food and shelter for free and a small amount of allowance since he was an orphan but that was not enough as you may imagine. He worked from time to time to earn a few extra money so he can buy other necessary things. Kepyun was no different about that, he was also an orphan and poor. But he worked much more than Sakar since he sees working as exercising so he was a little bit richer.

The dorm they were staying in was on the campus of Chicken's Head Academy. Chicken's Head Academy was a boarding school. In this school, students choose their courses by themselves. Primarily, the school educates shamans and fighters but there are other classes too such as flower arrangement, swimming, etc. The president of the school was known for her bewitching m.a.t.u.r.e beauty. But let's not delve into that right now.

The rooms in the dorms were also plain. All of them were painted champagne color. Each room contained two wooden desks and wardrobes and two beds.

Kepyun's desk had many weights on it while Sakar's desk had a few magazines.

Kepyun: "I woke you up so we could go to eat breakfast. Why are not you coming? Why the hell do you even go to shaman courses? Does it add anything to you?"

Kepyun was right about asking that. No spirit has ever agreed to make a contract with Sakar yet. He was the only student that is yet to form a contract with a spirit in the shaman courses. Usually, the school recommended such students to attend fighter courses or non-combatant courses but Sakar ignored all those recommendations and kept attending these shaman courses.

Sakar replied: "I am not hungry. You should bother about yourself! It is not like you are any different"

There were students in the fighting courses that formed a contract with the spirits but Kepyun wasn't one of them. But the difference was, unlike Sakar, Kepyun didn't wish to form a contract because he is a proud fighter who doesn't like the idea of getting external help. Thus he wouldn't agree even if a spirit wishes to make a contract with him.

Kepyun: "Don't assume that we are the same! I don't want to make a contract but you want to."

Sakar: "I don't want to argue about that right now. I really am going to be late."

Kepyun: "There is time, why would you be late?"

Sakar excitedly: "Today, we will do the course outside. That means I can check out legs more if I go earlier."

Kepyun: "You really are an incurable pervert!"

Sakar arrogantly: "Anyway, I got to go, bye."

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Without speaking another word to each other, both of them left the room and went their separate ways. Kepyun was a close-fighter student while Sakar was a shamanism student. Sakar went to shaman fighting arts class which gets lectured right outside of shaman courses building.

In the last course, the teacher told them that there will be a lot of sparrings. This teacher, Mr. Yuri liked the idea of students fighting. They are not dangerous though, just small sparrings.

The students were chatting with each other, most of them were grouped but Sakar was just laying on the ground lonely, trying new angles to check the underskirts of the girls discreetly while waiting for the teacher to come.

There was another lonely student in the class, Olga. She was the most beautiful student in the entire Chicken's Head Academy. Olga was a girl that loved and aided by the wind spirit. Mostly immersed in her books, she hardly spoke with anyone. Her white hair and eyes, along with her snowy white skin made her look like an albino even though she wasn't. She had a slender body with considerable b.r.e.a.s.t size, long and thin s.e.xy b.a.r.e legs. Her extreme beauty attracted a lot of boys, they approached her a lot but she rejected everyone, didn't even read love letters addressed to herself. Her face was like the face of a Goddess. Her beauty was the proof of God's; an architect's existence.

Chicken's Head Academy was a kind of school where students don't have to follow any dress-code. Olga was wearing a black knife-pleated miniskirt. Her shirt was also black and a little bit frilly right where the buttons were. The buttons were white. Since the weather is hot, she folded her shirt's arms and loosened the first two buttons so her cleavage was visible. She had also black socks up to her knees and a pair of black shoes with white shoelaces.

She always wears revealing clothes and careless about what others see, such as flying with a miniskirt, sitting inappropriately, using wind without care. Boys in the class even bet on what color p.a.n.t.i.e.s she wore since they are so sure that they will see it. Thus she earned the nickname 'Pure Flasher' but she didn't know that yet.

The teacher has arrived. The students fixed themselves. Mr. Yuri was a middle-aged man who was an earth shaman. He waited patiently until the students make 'u' shape. Since Sakar and Olga were the only loners in the class, they were both at the edge of the 'u' shape facing each other. The teacher was like a dot on that 'u' shape.

Mr. Yuri: "Good morning!"

All of them together: "Good morning, teacher!"

Mr. Yuri: "Today, as I have already said yesterday, there will be small sparrings. Let's begin without wasting time. Your partners will be the ones that you face as of now. So the ones who face me will be my opponents, all of you will come at me together."

Sakar got happy inside immediately. He knew that the day to touch Olga would come. He was having one of the best opportunities in his life. Touching a girl under the pretext of fighting.

The teacher made a hand gesture to both of them meaning 'come'. They silently separated themselves from the others and faced each other right in front of the teacher. The teacher went near the students so he wouldn't interrupt them.

He asked: "Are you both ready?"

Olga just noded.

Sakar: "YES!"

Mr. Yuri: "Then begin!"