"I beg you, my friend, right now I can only ask for your help, who else can help me. Besides, the only ones left are you and me."
Genta looked forward, seeing the figure sitting on the balcony of Genta's house, he still maintained a relaxed attitude, then with an indifferent tone, he began to answer.
"What else can I do, we go to different schools, and besides I don't know how to help you."
His tone of voice was odd, with some of his English phrases sounding jumbled, his voice thick with the typical Asian tone.
"Oh come on Zaki, your friends are in need of help right now, so I want you to put your all into this, I have hope in you."
The young man was still standing with his lazy expression on his face, still maintaining his lazy gesture. Her skin is yellowish in color, his face is so distinctive with Southeast Asian genes that are very strong on his.
"At least give me some clarity, I might be able to help you."
Genta gasped.
"A-ah... That's right, our friends were thrown behind the mirror—"
Zaki choked, then cut off Genta's words just like that.
"Behind the mirror? What do you mean? That place is passive, right?"
Genta was silent, then nodded slowly, he opened his mouth again, answering the question that might be bothering Zaki's head.
"It seems like one of The Alphabet has changed the system, and made a jealous place like a seal that keeps him trapped."
Zaki squinted, his gaze filled with the doubt that was starting to rage inside him.
"Then we don't need to help? They can get out, right?"
Genta shook his head quickly, then lowered his head with a look of guilt clearly visible there.
"I think... There's someone else trapped there, I mean not one of us, but him... A new friend in this high school."
Zaki stared, his face began to relax, he took a deep breath. His body slowly rose into the air, he turned around, looked at Genta and raised one eyebrow.
"And we just need to beat up one of The Alphabet, right?"
Genta chuckled in a bitter tone, one of his hands raised to scratch his head nervously, His friend always judges things lightly.
"I think so."
Zaki nodded, and Genta started to float, keeping up with Zaki in the air, they nodded to each other until they started to fly at a slow and relaxed speed.
"So... How about your family in Indonesia?"
Genta spoke up in a light tone, trying to strike up a small talk.
"Well... Honestly, this is really bad timing, because of you I have to let go of not tasting my mother's rendang."
***
"Hey... I was looking for you to save our friend."
Genta's lips were pulled in two directions, giving a flat expression that was directed directly at Zaki who was in front of him.
"Right, then?"
Genta patted his face gently, his gaze returned to the figure in front of him, who was still chewing on the snacks in front of him, his face looking innocent.
"Hey! I'm looking for you not to eat with you damn thing!"
"Relax buddy, to gather energy we have to eat a lot right? Relax buddy, after we finish eating we will beat up the bad guy."
Genta raised his hands in surrender, and said. "Alright, I give up bro, and besides, the one we're fighting is a kid."
Zaki was silent, his eyes widened slightly, he narrowed his eyes, as if his mind was wandering.
"What do you mean? Little boy?"
Genta nodded quickly.
"That's right, he's a kid, just a kid from that place, so you shouldn't be too rude to him."
"Well... Whatever it is I'll hit his head."
Genta rolled his eyes, then he looked away, no longer wanting to pay attention to his friend's stupid expression.
Now they started to take steps again, tracing Genta's footsteps from yesterday.
"So... Is this where you fought before?"
Zaki's eyes swept the surrounding area, the cracked ground, the deformed and almost completely destroyed buildings, his eyes carefully began to glance at the small details that were missed.
"Genta... Did he do all of this at the same time?"
Hearing that, Genta shook his head, then began to answer it.
"He has a mechanism to stop time, so when he's out of range, everything happens at once, not that he does it literally at once."
"Oh, I see."
Zaki squatted down, saw several roads that were cracked or even destroyed, he rubbed them, slowly a small smile spread across his lips.
***
With a big smile, he walked with a quick step like a normal child. He turned from side to side. The room was white, looking like a hospital.
Noah stopped right in front of a room, he touched the doorknob with his tiptoes, and then opened it.
"Miss Kaiira!!!"
He ran and jumped towards the girl, hugging her quite tightly. The girl smiled faintly, patting Noah's head like a little brother.
"I'm glad I can count on you, Noah."
Noah looked up at her, his lips curved wide.
"You're welcome, Miss Kaiira."
Another gentle stroke spread across Noah's head, he closed his eyes feeling the comfortable sensation.
"But why did you lie Miss Kaiira?"
Kaiira looked down, towards the little boy who was still sitting on his lap, swinging his legs cutely. His hand reached out uncontrollably to pinch little Noah.
"It's okay Noah, I just thought maybe hiding my identity would be better than just directly threatening them all."
Noah smiled, looking happy, then he nodded quickly with childish understanding.
"You think so too, right?"
The question was directed directly at the figure from behind the dark corner. The girl looked graceful with aristocratic clothes attached to her body, her gray hair flowing beautifully, her legs were crossed, giving a very strong impression of elegance to her.
"You could be Miss Kaiira, but it's true, it's better to plan something than to attack directly, but Naoh, keep it up."
Noah nodded quickly, he got off Kaiira's lap quickly, stretched his arms and started running around the room.
"Don't worry, I will definitely do what you say, I'm a smart kid, right?"
Kaiira raised her hand, covering her mouth with a light laugh escaping her lips, her hand reaching out to gently stroke Noah's head.