The For Number One
3: Know More! Know More!

1

The next day my peaceful life returned to full of tiredness and sweat. Many people say that defending is harder than seizing, but for me both are just as difficult. For a person like me who usually only looks for safe grades in every lesson, chasing rank one is too difficult to achieve.

First I had to reopen the notes I had kept deep in the closet and were probably eaten by termites, after which re-study them, plus I have to struggle with laziness that continues to teach me to relax.

But. Since I've decided to seriously serve the child's challenge, now I won't complain. Not that I meant to act tough or anything like that, the simple reason was that I didn't want to suffer more from this. Although I do not want to admit it, but the words of my teacher about complaining make life so unpleasant is true.

"Beat him?"

I'm not at all sure that I can beat him in academic matters. In contrast to me who passed the entrance test with a high score, he is the record scorer of the best entry test this year. Our level difference is too far away.

How can I not think pessimistic? He was a disciple who had already defeated over two hundred more people with his brain. While I was a student who relied on luck to pass my current school entrance test. Judging from wherever my hope of victory was truly paper-thin.

Besides of. Maybe if my two brothers had graduated, he would be the successor while I would just be an additional character whose job is just to get there and here.

Actually, what kind of person is April?

Besides the fact that she's smart and has the same size body as an elementary school kid, I don't know anything else.

That night I spent reading some lessons that I predicted the teacher would release as material for repetition. Even so, even though I have almost five thick books I can finish reading. But when I read it I couldn't concentrate at all because I always remember April and her words.

Why did he go that far? Why would he even bother challenging me, what would his desire to defeat my two brothers be so great? If he really only wanted to defeat the two of them why not challenge him directly? Just take the duel or what with so the problem is over, right?

After I thought well the reason was a little strange. Not just weird, but it doesn't make sense.

What makes more sense is. I agreed.

“Hah. . . . “

I myself realized that I was not concentrating on reading so I recorded some things that I considered important in a book that I used to use when Junior High, a book that was almost full of pictures.

I used to love drawing, so if the teacher had changed to speech mode unconsciously my hands would move and form many things in the narrow corners of the paper that are not filled with writing. Since my image was not very good and was just a subject of ridicule from my classmates, I tried to break the habit and was lucky. After two years, I stopped doing it completely.

Without music lullaby even so my body felt a bit tired, without realizing I was asleep with a pile of books around me.

And as soon as morning comes.

Somehow the waker clock that I had set did not sound and the one that woke me up even the heat from the sunlight that penetrated through the vents above my bedroom window.

Usually when I wake up, the atmosphere is still dark and even the birds on the tree branch located behind my house have not yet rang But this time other than my room already feels bright, it is clear, the situation around my house has also vaguely sounded crowded.

My brain was still not fully awake because that was my instinct to tell me to go straight to the bathroom to refresh my eyes.

Then when I went down to the first floor, things were even brighter and even at the table there was food.

It's possible that both of my parents have come home and my mother has cooked for all of us, if that's so thank goodness! My naive mind thinks like that. It's just that I'm a person who is often unlucky and my misfortune sometimes has come even though it is still morning.

When I opened the bathroom door to wash my face, my head was greeted by a soap throw.

"Harsa what are you doing? get out!"

"Sorry!!!!"

My sister is in the bathroom! How could? He's never been up earlier than me. He was a person who, if he was conscious, could not stand still and spent his energy running to and fro, so once asleep he would be like a dead man. In conclusion he would not be able to wake up if no one woke him up.

Is he not going to change? but isn't it impossible for someone to change in just one night! Changing that habit is not as easy as turning your palm. So it seems impossible. What remains is one possibility. He was not the one who woke up early. But I woke up late!

In addition please lock the dooraaaa!!!!!!...

I ran towards the living room where my kak's heritage wall clock was, then when I got there I found the information I had expected.

It's true that I woke up bad luck!

The old wall clock is six o'clock. That means I wake up an hour later than usual.

The reason may be because last night I studied until twelve, because I did something I was not used to. That's why my body that can't be invited to compromise is exhausted and asks for a longer rest.

Pimply. Then I'll be really late for school.

Waiting for my two brothers to finish the bath was the same as waiting for a public bus in a traffic jam that was in the market spill.

Looks like I have to skip the bath from my list today, this is how it's best to have breakfast first, besides if I brush my teeth no one will know if I don't shower today. And also if anyone knows I don't take a shower does anyone want to ask? I don't think so. Shower or not the same.

Again, with a naive thought I headed to the dining room and prepared for breakfast without noticing my first sister Anna who was reading without even a glance at the food next to her.

"Well, if you're sure you're gonna eat that, I'd rather not eat breakfast than eat that"

"Why indeed?."

Without being told to sit down and take the plate and fill it with food in front of me.

Studying all night was exhausting and made me a little hungry in the morning. Physical activity such as exercise is draining, but brain activity such as thinking also requires energy. Even though all I did was make small notes about what I read in the book, I was tired and my fingers were also quite sore. Thank goodness my parents are home, at least I don't need to cook anymore.

I put the food from the spoon into my mouth, chewed slowly after that I moved to the right and to the left.

Everything was still smooth when the first two seconds I chewed food in front of me, but after that the taste of the object in my mouth began to change and provoke nausea in my stomach.

"Mom and Dad haven't come home yet"

Quiescent. Only the residence enveloped the atmosphere of the room for a moment.

"So who cooked Hany"

Anna's last words strangled my throat, not figuratively. But my throat was like choking on a sunggughan.

"Ohuk... uhuk..."

This is really Hany's cooking! One hundred percent cooking! Only that second brother could cook food with such a unique flavor. Only he can make fried rice without rice, yes. He tried to make fried rice but it seems like he forgot to make his rice. What he fried was rice. Not only that, he has also managed to make fried eggs in the skin. Really high level of creativity.

"I think I'll follow what Sister Anna did for today! I'm going upstairs to get changed"

I went back to my room. With the schedule damage that occurred today it seems inevitably I have to change the order of my activities for a while. The first step I had to do to avoid the untruth of my schedule to make it worse was to change clothes and go to school immediately before Kak Hany came out of the bathroom.

After changing my clothes in uniform and putting all the things I needed into my bag, I went straight down to the first floor. Fortunately, this time my hope was fulfilled. Hany hasn't come out of the bathroom.

"Son Anna I'm leaving first! "

"Yes, your friend is waiting outside"

A fella? anyway. Which friend of mine?.

Go to school with friends. Sounds very normal. But until I was this whole age the only people who ever went to school with me were my two brothers. It's not that I'm an anti-social person, I don't go with them because my friends are far away. In my current school it is the same. I don't remember having a friend whose house was close to mine.

But yeah, that's it. Normally normal things are good, so I'll just go out and see who's waiting for me out there.

"Can't you go a little faster! I'm tired of standing up!"

"A... April, what are you doing here? "

"Are you stupid? Of course I'm waiting for you so we can go together! You stupid fool! Your stupidity really beats the dumbest man in the world."

Woe. . Woi. . . You can't stop saying stupid words in front of my face.

"I know it! What I'm asking is why are you taking me out together?"

"I told you that I will watch over you, from today I will go and go home with you to make sure you are not lazy!"

The wind blew past my face and inappropriately he tickled my ears until I got goosebumps, didn't he! I don't get goosebumps from the wind but from imagining how I should move on with life if I have to be with this April every day.

I took out a piece of paper and a pen from my bag and wrote a scream. I feel like I only have a chance today, because for me tomorrow is no more.

"What did you write Harsa?"

"Eccupation letter!"

"Will I kill you? "

"That's what I was thinking about!"

"Grrrrr"

He growls. The last time he snarled like that a bad thing happened to me, what should I do? Someone please help me right now.

"Do I look like a lion to you, huh?"

He looked at me with that predatory gaze again for the umpteenth time in these two days, he was really angry right now. What am I supposed to do? Once again! What I should do.

"Of course not! You look more like a cat whose tail is stepped on"

"What did you say! "

He grabbed my collar like I did yesterday, the difference is he won't be able to lift me up because he's shorter than me. His big brown eyes narrowed until it was really small and his forehead shriveled which sign was. This is so bad!

"Hars... What are you doing? "

Brother Hany came out with a bag in his right hand along with Kak Anna who also carried it in the same way. Sister Anna watched Si April from top to bottom while Kak Hany put her finger on her chin. I'm sure he's confused as to what to say.

"What are you doing with the SD kid?"

April instantly hid behind my back while holding my left hand tightly. Like a child who was afraid to see a rogue thug, he hid behind me.

Where did the aggression he just showed me run? And why is he hiding behind me?

"Sister Anna, Brother Hany he's not an elementary school boy! He's my classmate and he said he'd get hitmmmmmmmm…….."

"Classman? But he's very small"

You're wrong, sister Hany, you should learn from the expression don't look at a book on its cover! he did look harmless from the outside, but putting aside his misleading appearance was at a very dangerous level. At least for me.

"If you dare to say what I'm telling you, I guarantee you'll really have to make a will by noon!"

"Alright fine!"

In this kind of atmosphere I couldn't say no to her, if I did her threat would probably be real when no one else was around.

Seeing me and April talking in whispers Brother Hany came to me.

"What are you guys talking about? And what's your name, little girl"

April is getting deeper hiding behind my back. Every time Brother Hany approached to see it more clearly he always dodged and held me tighter. The longer their actions make me think that they are completely insane.

"Why are you hiding? I want to see your face!."

The two of them finally kept circling around me until I felt tired myself and decided to stop the foolish actions they both did.

"Stop you two!"

I stretched out my hands and made them get away from me. Not only was April acting strangely, but now Brother Hany was acting strangely as well. Why do abnormal things keep happening to me all morning? Did I wake up in another dimension where the current me was not a normal person.

"You're ruling me? "

They both scream at me!

Two people with troublesome personalities are in front of me, now! At the same time. And even more annoying, I have to meet them all every day.

"We have to hurry or we'll be late!."

"Baiklaaaa..."

I haven't even finished my sentence yet, but I've been pulled by my opponent forcefully towards the school. Even though he is small but he is strong, just imagine! With such a small body he can pull me who incidentally bigger than him easily. You could say a small size monster. I'm really wondering if he's a v-tec machine in his body.

But the little monster forgot something because of his excessive anger.

"Woi April can you let go of my hand, I'm starting to feel tingling!"

"Are you disturbed?."

No way not.

"Of course!"

"Didn't you like it?"

Surely yes.

"Of course!"

He was silent for a while, but after a few steps he went back to talking.

"Didn't you like me!"

Need to be asked?

"Of course!."

"Then be deep in all that!"

Crazy person!!!!!.

"What's right?"

"You want to challenge me, huh? what's going to die fast?."

He threatened me again! If this is the case I will only be given two choices "yes" or "ok" both are the same, equally miserable.

2

I tried to forget this morning, but I still didn't make it. From now on I just keep remembering the incident, not all the things I remember indeed, only when the April grabbed my hand very tightly this morning. I don't know why the shadows keep appearing in my brain.

The scary impression I got this morning still didn't want to disappear.

"Why do you keep looking at your hand, are you hurt?"

"Oh Sigra, no! It's just that this morning something happened and I can't forget it"

"Ohhhh that's it?"

That it? Whatdoes thatmean? why are you talking like you know something I don't.

Although I did not do heavy things but because of strange things continue to happen I was tired even though the day was still this early. I'm not in the mood to listen to his talk.

"I've heard from friends that you and April have something, besides yesterday I also saw you alone in class when I got home from school"

"Whatever you think of me, it's not true. Me and April were just caught in a difficult situation that's why I had to be with her!"

"Oh so you feel guilty and decide to take responsibility, I understand what you feel"

What understands. What you're talking about and what I mean by the same thing isn't the same thing.

"Ohhh. ."

Whatever I tell him will only come in from his right ear and out from his next. It's just free for me to talk to him! Besides, I'm one hundred percent sure that I won't have a chance to fight public opinion.

After that Sigra and I talked about things that were not clear until the bell came in.

"Your disciples know that today there is a repetition?"

A teacher enters, but the person who enters the class is not the teacher concerned but the teacher of another lesson. I had heard that the Language teacher was ill, so maybe he took his place today.

"But unfortunately Miss Diana was sick and could not teach"

So then?

The repetition is still carried out even with different teachers.

Usually I will only do anything half-heartedly, including rework. Because all I'm pursuing is safe values so I don't have to work too hard and answer about repetition as I remember. But, it's all just the past now.

This time I have to score higher than him, from April. If the start is bad, what about next? The first step to beating him and being number one is a small win. Maybe if I keep winning small my points will gradually increase and then unconsciously pile up and become a mountain. Then at the end of the semester I suddenly became a squeaky one.

Of course my path won't be that easy, but there's no one to forbid someone from motivating themselves right?

"Hay Harsa's. sttt"

"Don't ask me for an answer! You're gonna be stupid"

From the back seat I could feel that there was a hand disturbing my calmness.

"Not that, it's from April"

Ha?.

This girl's. After a lot of abnormal things he did, I wanted to ask him if he was smart or just seemed smart. How could he calmly exchange messages through people whose faces were not at all convincing to be trusted? although that's not the main problem.

"Sttt.. shhtt"

"What's? Can you be quiet, not Sigra?"

"Where has your special relationship come? he's up to you all."

What is special? What is encouraging? what he wrote was ‘if you weren't serious I'd hit your head until memory loss’ Which part of it sounds encouraging?.

“You read it, right? do you still think the threat is a form of a motivational word?”

He sighed and then answered my question.

“Don't overdo it she's just shy, you know her name is tsundere?.”

People who don't know anything are calming. If he knew that whatever April said was serious, he would not talk about the little girl casually.

By the way, I've finished working on half of my replay so I have no plans to keep quiet after receiving the threatening letter. Although I can't do anything to the person, but if I just reply to the short message I still have enough time.

"Hay Sigra, give this to him! Don't look at the contents or you'll regret it"

I looked back to see what Sigra was doing. According to my instructions he did not see the contents even though he actually saw no problem.

After changing hands several times from one disciple to another, my reply letter finally reached my destination. Then, after April received my letter she immediately kicked down the table and stood up and shouted.

"Grrrrr stupid shit!"

He rolled up my letter and it was thrown right in my face, even though I smiled a little. How not, other than her there may not be another girl who blatantly shows her anger at someone while in class taking the exam. He doesn't care about his image at all.

"April please calm down a bit and sit back down"

As a good teacher, the substitute teacher tried to make April who disturbed the quiet of the class again sit sweetly and do the repetition. But because the girl was holding back anger and the desire to hit someone at the same time. The reaction obtained by the substitute teacher is not exactly friendly.

"Shut up!!"

Like a cat that just stepped on its tail he roars at the teacher in front of him.

The substitute teacher was simply unable to reply to his words and could only laugh unnaturally. It was possible that rather than being angry, what he felt at the moment was shock from having just been yelled at by a top student in first grade who did not even look like an SMU child at all.

“Sorry. . “

April who was aware of what she had just done immediately apologized and sat back down, but before the teacher left her place she did not forget to give me a souvenir in the form of a sharp gaze.

"Why are you smiling? I'll be the one who laughs later!"

"Yes, yeah"

Other than that, what else can I say?. After letting go of her anger she returned to work on her exam calmly in her seat.

"What did you write?"

Sigra stuttered me again with his pencil.

"It's nothing"

With the bell ringing twelve times, the day's repetition ended and rest came. Normally, at this hour I would go to the cafeteria and eat something but for today there are exceptions. Because the next morning you rush and tugged April I forgot to bring money and was forced to spend time sleeping on the table to save energy.

"Harsa why are you?"

"No, I'm just saving energy"

From his cynical gaze it was clear he did not believe my words. Besides, if she believes it, she doesn't seem to want to be nice to me.

"What saves energy? You're just lazy as usual. Now get up and learn!"

Right you. What I also said, he wasn't that good at heart to let me rest for a moment and attach my mind to another world.

"Now rest"

"Stop laziness! man must learn from birth to the grave."

Why would he use those words at a time like this?

After only getting an unsatisfactory response from me, he tried to pull me, push me, and do all sorts of other things to make me leave the bench and do something he might be thinking about.

My hunger has made me completely unconcerned about what he is doing to me. My legs feel weak and even my palms are a bit vibrating, although I am still arguably healthy but my condition is also not at all good.

Don't assume that I'm a whiny or something, this is just a hereditary disease reaction from my father, he who has passed on something worthless like this.

The sugar in my blood seems to be starting to drop. Even though I don't eat breakfast as long as I drink or eat something sweet, I won't experience anything like this in the afternoon. But, this morning I was attacked so suddenly that I had no chance to prepare anything. The ends are like this.

While I was praying for the teachers to be in a meeting and the students were told to go home quickly, without my stomach being controlled, I rang loudly.

Heh.

As soon as she heard it, April immediately retreated and once again checked how miserable I was.

"I'll be out for a minute! you don't leave here! remember that!"

Without being told I would go nowhere. Four hours I still have to go through hungry stomachs there's no way I'm gonna waste these calories on my body for nothing. And, if you want to go, just go. If you can't go back and forth.

Five minutes after April left, someone walked into class and sat on my desk.

"You look bad."

"I'm hungry, don't you have anything to eat Sigra? I didn't bring any money today"

I stretched out my hand without looking at her face.

When the stomach is hungry, the name of self-esteem, shame, or the like is no longer worth it. As long as I can eat something, I will without a doubt beg my friend.

"I only have this what do you want?"

"Of course!"

Wheat flour, water, sugar, margarine, eggs, yeast, milk powder, salt, and a little jam are fused in an object called sweet bread. A perfect food as an energy restorer.

Due to the quiet atmosphere of the classroom, I could hear the sound of someone running in the hallway of the classroom. But it was too small to distract me from the thing I was about to receive.

With a happy face I received the hand of my friend that one.

It's just that, right before it touched my fingertips, someone went back into the classroom.

April entered the classroom hurriedly and, without any cue, walked straight to the place of my duduku. It's just that he realized that there was a Sigra beside me he immediately hid something behind his body and walked casually. As well as his face that was a bit bright he turned into a hostile. As always.

"Oh yes Harsa I forgot that today I have an Extracurricular."

"Eh but!"

"Yes already!"

He waved his hand and left the classroom. While carrying the bread that he was going to give me.

Damn it!!!

I don't care if you have any extras, but please don't take back the stuff you gave me?  you people don't know manners!!!! .

"O... And, are you still hungry?"

Slowly April began to approach me again after several times looking at the classroom door.

"Of course!"

How not hungry? my lunch has just run off with another man.

"Thank God."

Please don't be grateful for the suffering of others, you will get karma.

"It"

"Ah..?"

"Quick grab! A match would not be fair if the opponent alone did not have the strength to resist!"

Just as Sigra was about to do, he stretched out a bag of bread to me. Not only that, but the brand is the same. And, what a bashful face it is. Is he messing with me?

"This bread has no poison, right?"

However I saw him, the actions he took were too suspicious. He must be planning something bad.

"I'm not giving this away because I care about you! But for my own sake! now eat fast and stop lazing around!"

Roughly, he stuffed the bread I still couldn't reach into my mouth, making me unable to make any sound except for awaawaawawawa just like the one who was kidnapped and gagged in the mouth. I already know but, I'll keep telling you. This girl is really sadistic.

All my anger, resentment, and grunts I forcibly swallowed along with the bread that April put into my mouth. For a while I will use selogan ‘all there hikmahah’ on the incident earlier, although the way is not exactly good. But with the bread he gave me, I could hold on until school hours without having to endure the torment in my stomach from hunger. Well, maybe later I should thank him.

After the final hour lesson was over, I left the classroom immediately with the intention of leaving April. But, as I expected he was completely unwilling and managed to intercept me in front of the gate. Though I'm sure he was still in class when I went outside, but somehow he got outside first. And, without being asked she walked beside me.

With reason, can't let me be lazy. He accompanied my return trip under the daytime sky that felt not hot.

"Hay April, wouldn't you be better off going home first? looks like it's gonna rain."

From the dark sky as if it was six in the afternoon, I could guess that maybe today would rain. And, of course, not ordinary rain but very heavy rain.

“The intent of expelling your veil looks very clear! if you really care about me the fast way so I don't get rained on!”

If I continue this conversation there is a high possibility that at the end we will argue, and if I have argued with him there is no way I can win. After all, even if I magically won an argument with him, he would only punch me in the face when it was cornered. In conclusion, continuing the conversation is useless.

“I don't carry an umbrella, so if it rains. . . . . .”

Either because of my words it was a magic spell or this whose name was a coincidence that was really a coincidence. When I said 'rain' suddenly it was raining really hard..

Because the place where we were was located was a residential area of wealthy people whose residence was behind the gate locked, and, no building or object was large enough for us to use as shelter. Therefore, I decided to put my bag over my head and started running. Besides my house is only a kilo away from here, if we run fast enough we should be there within a few minutes.

"You must also run away if you don't want to get sick!"

"A..."

The next morning he pulled me to school, this time I pulled him to run to my house. Yes, I held him under the heavy rain. If I was watched from TV maybe someone would say that such a situation looks romantic, but after feeling it themselves they might change the comments. All of this is really troublesome.

In a matter of minutes, we could both get to my house. Yes, we both. Unknowingly, I also brought the soaked April into my house.

Of course, not only is he soaking wet, my condition is also the same even arguably worse. Because of the splash of rain water my clothes get dirty here and there, this way if I do not want my weekday tasks to increase a lot while bathing I have to all wash my clothes.

I almost forgot to mention one thing.

Up until five seconds ago I always thought that in addition to having the nature of children he also had the same body as children, in other words not sexually attractive. But my mind was gone when I saw April's wet uniform. Because of the rain water, his uniform so tightly attached to his body and showing curves and parts that can not be denied attracted my attention.

The smooth skin of the baby's class is somehow now so it looks a bit sparkling in the light of the light, and because his clothes were attached to his body I could also clearly see the grooves of his waist and the small protrusions on his chest that looked soft to hold.

The size is small but with a small body size, everything looks harmonious and beautiful.

"What do you see?"

The girl crossed her arms over her chest and tried to back me. I don't know exactly how long I've been staring at her, but it seems like the time I didn't know it was enough to make April realize that my eyes were looking in which direction.

"A. I didn't see anything"

It's a bad sign. My defense is impossible for him to accept.

"What sees nothing!?."

I finally got hit until I felt like I was really going to lose my memory.

Not long after I was beaten and fell to the floor, my two brothers came and isolated April in the bathroom. And, as if nothing had ever happened, April, who had avoided my legs since morning, chose to sit next to me at dinner. At first he didn't want to and forced his way home, but Anna insisted and finally he wanted to have dinner at our house. Just for information, our dinner is instant noodles.

I hope no one imitates our eating habits, because eating too much instant noodles is not good for health.

Both of my sisters tried to get her to chat but April was not too koopertif and instead conveyed various reasons so that she could go home soon. Then, after half an hour his wish was granted.

"My brother told me to drive you home, is your home far from here?"

Although my two sisters' relationship with April was not exactly good, they were people who could not let a fifteen-year-old girl walk in the middle of a dark road alone. Although I thought that their real worries were unnecessary and explained that April could take care of herself, they still forced me to drive her home.

"Don't bother I can go home by myself!"

"Then thank God I don't have to bother driving you!”

He hit me in the head after hearing my answer. Although this time the blow was not too hard but it still hurt.

"Why are you?"

He had no normal way of talking to someone.

"Don't ask too many questions! You're so happy to be lazy? Now take me home to discipline myself!"

He said he didn't want to be delivered, he said he didn't like to walk with me, but in contrast to all his words he was smiling all the way through as if something happy had just happened.

That night after I drove home April, I realized something I should have noticed from the beginning.  When April came into her house and I wanted to walk away from that place, I didn't know where to walk, where I came from, and where am I?

Two hours later, I got home because I was lost.