School Prince, my Love Slave
She back?

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"SON! YOU DIDN'T TELL ME IF ANDREAS WAS YOUR COUSIN?"

"Your people don't." Sonia replied with her innocent face.

Ivy pinched both of Sonia's cheeks until the owner grimaced, "Eventually my precious tears were wasted."

Kimy put Tote Bag Ivy on his desk, He sighed tiredly looking at his two friends who were pinching each other's cheeks. "Have it been, you're rich in leaks."

"In fact, Sonia said, Lo is not just the same Sonia andreas have any relationship. Instead of fighting unclear, see Andreas bothered to nganterin Tote Bag Lo to class."

Ivy stopped pinching Sonia's cheeks, sitting firmly holding her forehead, making sure her forehead wasn't hot.

"Gue still can't believe it" he muttered in shock.

Kimy laughed, "Lo couldn't believe what Andreas was saying to me at the door."

Ivy quickly reacted, watching Kimy with a serious expression as if facing the National Examination. "What are you guys talking about? I'm sure I'm."

"It's very self-assured Miss Ivy, but really. He asked for Lo's number." Clearly Kimy with a slight sneer.

"Yeah! I'm baper, what dreams do I semalem."

Kimy and Sonia compactly cover their ears, protecting from exposure to Ivy's screams.

Without feeling guilty for her two friends, Ivy got up from her chair and approached her group of friends. The love slave was grateful to them, whereas before he grumbled about his misfortune which was a group with troublemaker children.

Kimy shook his head, not thinking about Ivy's increasingly absurd behavior.

Ting!

Notif from his phone makes Kimy take his eyes off Ivy switch on the phone screen that displays pop ups from the chat app.

+612997832012

Kimyku, I really miss you. You must miss me too, right? Today I come home, you can welcome me to the airport at 16:15

Kimy's eyes were round, his phone just dropped. From the number and call alone he can guess that sent his crazy cousin.

"Kim, what's wrong with you?" Sonia asked who saw Kimy's face was pale.

"I'm not papa, Son." Kimy was nervous, and still did not want to tell his cousin about his friends.

The only person who knows is Agra. It was also due to force, that he was in a cornered position and had no other choice but to tell it.

Kimy is confused about how else, now his cousin has come home from Aussie and started terrorizing him again.

"Isn't it true, Kim? You're a rich man of many minds." Sonia looked at Kimy worriedly.

"Yes, just dizzy thinking of materials for Mading's excrement."

Luckily this time Sonia did not ask any more, it seemed like she believed the reason she was given.

The bell rang, the students who were in the 11th grade of IPA 3 were sitting neatly in their respective seats, shortly after Mr. Herry entered the class.

"Before learning, the bag is put on the table. Who caught bringing makeup, cigarettes, sharp weapons and narcotics mr. blacklist from school."

All the students did what was ordered by Mr. Herry as well as Kimy and Elio, both were calm and calm in contrast to the rest of the class who had felt dag-dig-dug.

"Lo's sick?" Elio's question felt something was wrong with Kimy.

Kimy gave a smile, "Gue is healthy."

Kimy's answer didn't actually make him believe it, but because Elio was so appreciative of Kimy he no longer asked.

Elio raised his fist. "Spirit Kimy! You are very strong girl. If cape don't forget to rest, remember! you have friends I can count on." A sweet smile emanated from Elio's face that in fact can be transmitted to Kimy.

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"Kok basecamp rich run out in the lunge of a storm like this huh?" Leo was astonished to see all that was in their basecamp scattered, many broken items here and there as well as blood scattered.

"From the comments continue to mending you two help me." Sela Andreas, in her arms full of holding the boxes containing comics that were previously scattered.

While the troublemaker was standing between the barriers of the school rooftop, his eyes stared blankly at the relay field that became a view from above.

His torn arm was accidentally hit by a shard of glass in the basecamp, but he seemed indifferent to it.

"Agra!"

The man shook his head despite recognizing the voice that called his name.

Kimy closed the door of his rooftop, breathing heavily because he could get here just by using the stairs.

He placed the P3K box he had brought from the UKS on a worn-out sofa with rogue children available, Kimy approached Agra, who was sitting on the rooftop barrier.

"You why the hell? No need to be treated again, later you can bleed out."

Kimy pulls Agra's injured arm, demanding her to sit on the Sofa.

Kimy cleaned Agra's wounds with alcohol first, after which gave him red medicine, as the final stage He wrapped it with gauze.

Agra noticed how Kimy painstakingly treated his wounds that he thought were nothing, the look of a sad face continued to be shown while doing all that.

Often Agra was confused by Kimy's treatment, on the one hand he felt Kimy had the same taste for him but, on the other hand He felt Kimy had a taste for the new student.

"Well done," said Kimy, He put the tools he had previously used into the white box.

Agra moved the Sofa pillow to Kimy's thigh so that the Girl would not feel uncomfortable as she lay there.

Kimy just let Agra sleep there, his palms raised blocking Agra's sharp eyes from the glare of his sunlight.

"I'm jealous." Agra said suddenly.

Kimy was anxious with Agra, The man was like a child complaining to his mother.

"Jealous-in what?"

"You seemed so happy talking to the New Student." He continued, his lips snickered exactly like a little child whining at his mother.

Kimy laughed, "Mut."

The short words that came out of Kimy's mouth made Agra remove Kimy's palm from his eyes.

"Come, say it again."

Kimy stopped his laughter, he looked at Agra in confusion. "What?"

"Come, say cute again."

Uh! So that, he subconsciously said that.

"There is no repetition.." Nervous speech.

Agra flicked her lips, feeling given false hope. "When I want to see your sweet expression when I say so."

Kimy now hopes that his nose will no longer react as it did,

"Oh yes, what are you talking to the New Student?" His voice turned intimidating.

"She asked me if I had a problem, keep giving me spirit. That's it."

"Now it's my turn, are you in the terror of your cousin again?"

"Kok you know?" Kimy asked with a surprised expression.

"You don't know I'm a psychic?" Actually, it's just a silly reason because Agra couldn't possibly tell Kimy that he was tapping his phone.

"C-disagreements?" Kimy took her seriously, even starting to remember what was on her mind to make sure it was not bad thoughts that caused her self-esteem to fall.

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