Iron Blooded Hound

Chapter 130: Roommates in the Spotlight

Vikir walked into the lecture corridor searching for class B of the bloodless class.

A massive group of humans have been gathered in a circle, consuming, and inside the middle of the room, separately, the brand new college students got here forward to perform a expertise display.

As Vikir walked into the school room, he heard a welcoming voice proper via the door.

"Vikir, you're back! Why are you so late?"

It was his roommate, Piggy.

Piggy turned into so happy to see him that he rummaged via a container on the table and pulled out a nametag that examine, "'Vikir, class 20′".

"It's my job handy out name tags to everyone who comes in. right here's yours!"

"... Why are you doing this job?"

Handing out nametags to freshmen is commonly the task of the second-12 months seniors.

seeing that Piggy is likewise a newcomer, why is he doing the chore of handing out name tags to his classmates?

Vikir puzzled.

Then Piggy smiled wryly.

"Oh, the seniors said it's a trouble to hold music of all of the name tags, so that they asked me to help out a little."

Vikir's head snapped up at that.

certain enough, several of the sophomores who had deferred to Piggy had mingled with the gang, looking the newbies' skills show.

"Whoa! Tudor is extremely good! Encore!"

"Swoon! bloodless magnificence! cross Tudors!"

"You're the first-class, Tudor! My sister's already a fan, eek!"

A quite difficult bunch, even for sophomores.

To get to recognize the inexperienced persons who appeared to be doing nicely, they had already assigned chores to Piggy, who didn't appear to have any capacity or spine, so I notion they had been truly quick to understand.

in the meantime.

within the center of the stage, the inexperienced persons who have completed the talent display are seated in rows on one aspect of a protracted desk.

On the other facet of the desk are a few professors, coaching assistants, and seniors.

The seniors are few and a long way among, as they're making ready to go into the workforce.

St. Dolores, the pupil council president, become making the rounds to every class, preventing to test at the final juniors.

"The president is here!"

"Saint, i'd be venerated if you would accept my cup!"

"Sister, you're here to jot down an editorial for the bloodless Clas's senior and junior reunion, proper? Please take care of the thing!"

"i like you president! Kyaaak!"

Dolores was successful with all of us; she changed into the middle of attention.

At this factor, the sophomore emcee grabs the mana-filled megaphone and makes a remark.

"sure, it's time for the following talent show, and the one anybody's been expecting, the extremely good Rookie of class 20, Ms. Usher Bianca, please be part of us!"

Thunderous applause erupted.

Then, with all eyes on her, Bianca improved.

Her complexion was calm, as if she had simply received a rooftop confession.

however, her respiratory become barely choppy, as though she had rushed down from the rooftop.

She then bowed her head in the front of the seniors.

"I, a junior who is lacking in lots of ways, dare to raise a drink to you seniors."

Bianca nonchalantly picked up the bottle and popped the cap.

and then.

Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!

She grabbed the bottle and gave it a short shake, sending the liquor flying thru the narrow neck.

within the area of a unmarried sip, it flew a long manner, over the heads of the human beings in front of her, and landed precisely within the glasses at the table in the back of her.

Clink, clink, clink, clink!

The seniors set free a collective exclamation of admiration at this unusual trick of throwing liquor from numerous meters away and filling the glasses.

Bianca kept the temper excessive for a quick however excessive moment, then bowed her head.

Then she turned lower back to the gang and concept to herself.

"Whoever this is, they're going to have a hard time with the subsequent one.'

Bianca's stunt, whilst pleasing, didn't certainly deserve the cheers it obtained.

The outpouring of assist become probably because of her heritage, abilties, and look.

So unless a newcomer comes along and does something extremely good to suit Bianca's history, competencies, and look, it's going to be difficult to maintain the momentum going.

In other words, having set the tone, the subsequent newcomer goes to be under loads of stress.

'nicely, it's none of my enterprise.'

Bianca back to her seat, determining that there has been no cause to be thoughtful of the reasons of those behind her.

and then, in a cruel twist of nature. The host called for the next act within the expertise display.

"okay, we've got our highly expected fantastic-rookie, Ms. Bianca, and we've visible her pouring abilties! What are we going to do approximately this heated environment? We need our next performer before it cools down!"

The host right now called out the next call.

"next! New pupil from elegance 20! Mr. Piggy, the cutest little man!"

Piggy's name was referred to as.

Then Piggy, who changed into handing out nametags in the back of the crowd, stiffened.

"Uh, uh, uh, I idea you said you'd let me out of the expertise show if I volunteered at hand out those name tags...?"

As Piggy turned his head in embarrassment, the sophomores who were handing out call tags to Piggy giggled and turned their heads away.

Turning away.

Piggy appeared up in disbelief.

The host maintains to gesture in the direction of Piggy, who remains oblivious.

"What are you going to do approximately this atmosphere, we are able to't permit it settle down like this, hurry up!"

Piggy felt his head move blank.

His imaginative and prescient is going white and his arms and ft shake.

a cold sweat broke out on the crown of his head as he felt all eyes on him.

"Piggy? Piggy, what are you doing? Come on out!"

The host stored calling for Piggy.

Then, one after the other, the seniors who were applauding additionally shook their heads, their smiles disappearing.

"Aah....

Piggy despaired.

His timid and introverted character made it difficult for him to speak to others eye-to-eye, and he couldn't believe acting in front of any such massive crowd.

Piggy's hobbies and hobbies consist of analyzing, being attentive to track, drawing, and having pets.

those aren't the kinds of matters that will help you get up in front of a crowd.

it'd have been one aspect if I'd been organized from the start, however the fact that i was caught off shield by means of the promise of exclusion made it all the greater complicated.

'Uh, what do I do? What do I do....'

I'm breaking out in a cold sweat and my legs are shaking. I want to run away right now, but my legs are stiff and i will't get off.

"...."

The room become getting quieter and quieter.

Even the hosts who had been making remarks appeared awkward and stiff.

The seniors round me also looked pressured.

just then.

...Jaw!

A hand gripped Piggy's shoulder.

"We'll do the skills show together, we're roommates."

A low, gravelly voice from at the back of.

A boy with bushy bangs and thick horn-rimmed glasses protecting his face progressed.

It become Vikir.

"Oooh, who's who, Vikir from magnificence 20? sadly, you were overdue for roll name earlier!"

The host broke the awkward silence and greeted Vikir with a grin.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I normally don't do this, but I'll make a unique exception this time! You're roommates, and you're going to must stay with Miu and Kouga for a 12 months, so why don't you be exceptional and show us your skills!"

Many eyes now turned to Piggy and Vikir.

"Vikir...."

Piggy seems up at Vikir with a thinking gaze.

Vikir actually blurted out in a nonchalant tone.

"I'll sing."

"...?"

"You shall dance."

Then Piggy threw every other tantrum.

"Me, are you serious? properly, of direction I'm tone-deaf, however... ... ."

"It's ok. everybody can do it."

Vikir shook his fist at Piggy, first from pinnacle to backside, then from bottom to pinnacle.

It was a simple dance, without a doubt, requiring most effective that he repeat the movement and stomp his right foot whenever his fist got here down.

"Uh, uh, uh... can you make this paintings?"

"That's enough. simply make it tough, and make certain you bow."

Vikir grabbed Piggy via the shoulders and led him to the center of the group.

Then, as all and sundry watched, Vikir's music and Piggy's dance started.

...?

The gazes of the hosts and seniors became barely diffused.

amazed, yes, however not with admiration....

"what's this?

all of them appeared confused, not able to grasp the situation.

He was proper, the song Vikir was making a song become a very one-of-a-kind kind of tune from what the newcomers were making a song.

"excessive mountains, deep valleys, abandoned mountains, snowy fronts, here we come."

A military tune.

The form of songs they used to sing on the front strains.

Vikir didn't have any unique talent to get the gang going.

He'd spent his complete existence wandering the battlefields of the 9 Rivers without the luxurious of listening to a unmarried popular song.

...however best one issue.

He knew one song that would pass everybody, that might make all people shudder, that every body should relate to.

In the ones days, when the our bodies piled up into mountains and the blood flowed into rivers.

'The Age of Destruction.'

A tune that would be sung via everyone who had ever held a sword and fought a demon.

It become a struggle tune that become shared and enjoyed with the aid of all.

"The spot in which a young soul died. The wounded antique pine forgot his phrases."

a monotonous shaking of fists and stomping of ft.

but the thrill, the emotion, the heart and soul of these days while thousands, tens of heaps, masses of thousands and thousands of people rolled and cried and sang together.

Vikir scanned the faces of his seniors and classmates gathered within the academy.

Brothers who had died in lengthy wars, old comrades who had stood shoulder to shoulder guarding the borders, brothers who had shed tears of blood for him, even to the point of being falsely accused and accomplished, nevertheless sat there, inexperienced and young and frail.

Vikir looked at them and swallowed lower back the bitterness and longing.

"Do you pay attention, comrade, that irritated voice?"

A hound from an age of destruction, understood by way of none.

are you able to see it, comrade, the tearful eyes.

And with that, Vikir finished the final verse of the song.

while he changed into finished, Vikir gave a deferential salute.

He grew to become around, gave a brief bow, and disappeared into the crowd.

....

there has been a extraordinary feeling within the air that changed into tough to explain.

The excitement changed into surely dampened, however not in a bad manner.

One manner or any other, Vikir's song had left a mark on each person's hearts.

"What, what's with this creeping vibe?"

"Are you an antique man? What are you doing all of a sudden?"

"What's with this atmosphere~"

the general public complaining approximately the dampened exhilaration have been more youthful college students.

but.

The ecosystem inside the hall slowly began to alternate.

"...oh."

The old professors sitting inside the front row all of sudden burst into tears.

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