The Hunter Academy

They returned to the academy grounds after taking a look at the Combat Arena.

They wandered senselessly as they thought about where they were going now.

-Grrr-

The three of them stopped dry at the sound of the strange noise. Sahazel and Setanta looked at each other, it was obvious from whom the sound had come as they had no need to eat.

"Why don't we visit the cafeteria?" Setanta saved Fleur from embarrassment.

Sahazel nodded to the proposal, he didn't care much about exploring the academy. Fleur was really grateful to the two boys.

The three of them quickly arrived at a great restaurant, the restaurant had a total of 10 floors.

They entered the restaurant, a beautiful waitress saw them enter and approached them.

"Dear customers, could you give me your identity cards?" she asked politely.

"Identity cards? We don't have that"

"Then you are new students, if you want to eat here you need an identity card" explained the waitress.

"Where can we create an identity card? Fleur asked, she felt that her hunger would kill her.

"Since this is not the first time something similar has happened, the academy has set up a special office on all the premises. Of course the Hunter cafeteria is no exception. Follow me and I will help you fill out the papers"

"All right, I guess we'll need it in the future"

The three of them followed the waitress into a special room. As they entered they saw an elder sleeping with his head on the table, a bottle of alcohol was placed next to him. The smell of alcohol was obvious.

"Master Drunk, there are guests who want their identity cards" The waitress shook the old drunk slightly. The old man continued to sleep peacefully.

The waitress then grabbed one of the old man's ears and screamed.

"F.U.C.K.I.N.G GEEZER, WAKE UP!"

The old man then opened his eyes slowly, the first thing he did was to wander the girl's body from top to bottom.

"You have a good body, why don't you entertain this old man?"

The beautiful waitress looked like she couldn't stand the old man any longer. Her face was red with rage and her fists were tightly clenched.

"F.u.c.k you, I remind you I'm your granddaughter!" The waitress shouted at the old man.

The old man opened his eyes wide.

"Oh, if it's my little Laura, come and give grandfather a hug" The old man opened his arms and tried to hug his waitress, but was stopped by a punch from her.

Laura seemed to realize then that there was someone other than the two of them inside the room. She looked at the three students who were watching the show with different expressions.

Fleur was stunned, her face blushing as she saw the old man's shamelessness. She thought that if that was her grandfather, she would rather commit suicide than have to put up with it.

Sahazel looked at the old man curiously. He seemed to be sleeping and drunk, but in reality he was lucid. This could be seen by the clarity in his eyes, he was not a simple person. Her granddaughter was not a simple person either, she played the old man's game to perfection. He saw the label on the bottle of alcohol and got an idea of this old man's identity.

Setanta... well, Setanta was just looking at the t.i.t.s and the waitress' a.s.s.

"I apologize, my grandfather is an alcoholic and does not know how to behave" The waitress bowed respectfully.

"It' s okay"Fleur said that, but her expression was still unsightly.

"What are you doing here, you brats?" asked an old man, apparently irritated that he had been woken from his nap.

Laura then explained the situation to him.

"Then you need your identity cards." The old man stood up, grabbed his bottle of alcohol. "Have one of you follow me."

The old man rose and staggered open a secret compartment and entered it. The three were going to follow him inside but were stopped by the waitress.

"Only one person at a time can pass, for personal information security reasons."

The three looked at each other, Setanta and Sahazel quickly reached an agreement.

"Ladies first" The two smiled shamelessly.

Fleur sighed at the shamelessness of the two boys. She entered the secret compartment.

The old man was already sitting inside the compartment. The bottle was placed on the table and a series of papers were in front of the old man. In one corner of the room there was a strange machine making strange sounds.

"Miss, sit down" The old man smiled, showing his three remaining teeth.

Fleur looked away as she sat down, that smile and the old man's attitude made her very displeased.

"Name?" The old man began with the questions.

"Fleur Froid"

"Age?"

"18 years old"

"Place of birth?"

"Lyon suburbs, France"

"Family?"

"My mother and my little sister"

"Year and class?"

"Year 1 Class D"

"Level?"

"Peak level 1"

"Faction?"

"Excuse me?" she asked confusedly.

"Have you joined any faction since you got to school?"

"No, not yet."

The old man nodded, it was normal that a new student would not have joined a faction and factions would not actively seek level 1 students.

"That' s all with the papers, follow me" The old man got up with the papers and went to the machine. He placed the papers inside the machine and pressed a series of buttons.

"Do I have to do anything else?" Fleur asked uncomfortably, she couldn't wait to get away from the old man. The smell of alcohol was unbearable to Fleur and did not bring back good memories.

The old man opened a lid on the machine. "You have to drop a drop of your blood."

Fleur did not hesitate before biting her finger and dropping a drop of blood. The machine then lit up and ejected a white card. On it was a picture of Fleur, her name and her class.

"Your personal details are on the inside of the card and it is made so that only you can use it. The color represents the level you are at, from white to gold there is a total of 10 colors." The old man patiently explained to Fleur.

"I understand, thank you very much" Fleur politely thanked the old man.

"Don´t thank me" The old man shook his head. "You're a talented girl so let me give you some advice, the closer you are to those two boys the better it will be for you."

Fleur nodded, but didn't pay much attention to the old drunk.

While Fleur was making his identity card, Setanta and Sahazel were in the room with the waitress.

Setanta was trying to start a conversation with the beautiful waitress, without obtaining good results. The waitress simply kept silent or gave her professional smiles.

"Who would have thought that the old drunk was going to be hiding inside a restaurant in the hunter academy, I thought that he only cared about alcohol but it seems that he still cares about the future of humanity".

Sahazel's words surprised both Setanta and Laura. The last one frowned as she listened to Sahazel.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, I'm just pleasantly surprised to have found an old friend" Sahazel smiled. "You must be Little Bun, you've grown quite a bit."

"B-B-B-Big brother?" Laura asked in surprise, there was only one person other than her grandfather who knew her nickname as a child.

"That's right, you still seem to remember me."

Laura approached Sahazel slowly, her steps were slightly unstable. She stopped in front of Sahazel.

Plaf!

She slapped Sahazel, he decided not to dodge when he saw that the slap was not strong. She embraced him quickly.

"Why did you leave without saying anything, why haven't you come to see me in the last 14 years?" The girl cried with her head buried in her c.h.e.s.t.

"You know perfectly well why" Sahazel gently stroked Laura's head.

Laura actually knew the difficulties surrounding Sahazel and his true identity.

"Did I miss something?" Setanta asked confusedly.

"How many old perverts have fought beside you?" Sahazel returned another question.

Setanta opened his eyes wide.

"F.u.c.k, didn't that old man hide to drink alcohol, what the f.u.c.k is he doing here?" Setanta was surprised to find out the identity of the old man. "But why does he look so different, the old man I remember didn't have any wrinkles and had all his teeth?" Setanta asked confusedly.

"Idiot, haven't you changed your appearance too?" Laura looked at him with disdain.

"Hehe, I guess I can't say anything then." Setanta scratched his head shamefully.

"Speaking of which, why don't you show me your true appearance? I want to see how Little Bun has grown."

Laura separated from Sahazel and nodded shyly. Her face became blurred and regained its original appearance. Both Sahazel and Setanta were stunned to see Laura's beauty.

Black hair gathered in a ribbon, beautiful brown eyes with a mole under the right eye, fine spiky nose and seductive pink lips. The blush on her cheeks as she was watched so closely made her even more beautiful. One could not doubt the fact that she was a woman who knocked down countries.

"I had doubts as to why you, too, had altered your appearance, but now I am clear" Sahazel smiled wryly. Setanta nodded inwardly, it was possible that there would be another world war between the great powers if Laura's true appearance was known.

"They have finished" Sahazel looked into the secret room. Laura quickly returned to her place and regained her waitress appearance.

Fleur left the secret room, she frowned at the feeling that the atmosphere inside the room was strange.

"The next can go," she said coldly, she was in a bad mood after remembering unwanted memories of being so close to the smell of alcohol.

"No, let's go in together" Sahazel came in followed by Setanta.

Fleur hoped the waitress would stop them as before, but for some reason she did not. She looked at the waitress hesitantly, but she only gave her a professional smile and keep quite. Fleur had no mood for conversation so she sat down in a chair and closed her eyes waiting for the other two to finish.

Laura watched Fleur carefully. Although she wasn't as beautiful as Laura, she was very close. Considering the fact that Fleur was going to spend a lot of time with Sahazel, Laura marked her as a complicated rival.

Fleur felt a strange feeling inside her. She felt that for some strange reason someone had marked her as their rival.