Wearing school clothes, the man ran so fast as if there was no tomorrow. His face was radiant, always smiling as if he had never experienced a severe test in his life. He had a smile that never faded. A smile is like the scorching sun so someone who is cold can perhaps be warm?
That man is Mr. Smile. The only individual who always think positive, cheerful and always funny.
His steps rested for a moment, Mr. Smile into stopping by a bookstore.
"Makes my day perfect!" Mr. Smile took a blue book, beautiful beach scenery on the cover.
Restless and walking on the spot, the book was handed over by Miss Cashier.
#Tiit
The book is aimed at the mouth of the barcode machine.
“Hm… Spellbinding Coastline Part 3? Not bad! You always follow this book huh?” The Miss Cashier smiled at Mr. Smile while putting the book into the plastic wrap.
"Yeah, I've always wanted to see the mysterious beach with someone!" Mr. smile that walked in place finally walked too. "Fine, thank you Mrs. Petunia!”
Mr. Smile left, and Miss Cashier waved her hand. Mr. Smile is a regular customer at the store. Mr. Smile then ran again.
#Gasp…gasp…!
About ten minutes, his breath began to betray the man with the smile, but Mr. Smile has never betrayed his running interest. So… he kept running.
Until…
The big building, the route of the gray paving seemed to have been specially laid out by Mr. Smile among the short, well-groomed grass. In the left corner there are many parked cars. At the front door, Mr. Smile meets old man in wheelchairs wearing scarves.
Then, he kept running.
Entering the crowded alley, he kept his head straight. Arriving at an elevator that opens ...
Mr. Smile pressed the five button, while the woman in the white coat with the statoscope around her neck didn't mind.
Seeing the 'do not run in the hallway!' sign on the elevator, Mr. Smile for the next after that sign would definitely abide by that rule. After the door was opened, he immediately headed for the most corner of the room. This time walking briskly instead of running.
#Ckrek, Ngeek~
Door number 510 opens.
“Colatta!”
“Bright!”
Mr. Smile hugged a woman with straight black hair wearing a white headband. Her face was radiant, bright as a sunflower. Mrs. Flower who was lying on the bed was waiting for the prince who woke her up, Mr. Smile.
Mr. Smile immediately held out the plastic bag she had bought from the cashier earlier. and Mrs. Flower, never refuse Mr. Smile even the least impressive. Even though today Mr. Smile is very confident with the gift he brought.
“Spellbinding Coastline Part 3!” Mrs. Flower was pleasantly surprised, as if a flower whose petals had opened again. “Wow Bright! I don't even know when they're going to put out this series again!?” she said excitedly.
Mrs. Flower embraced the book for a moment, like hugging a kitten with her love.
“I came-and…a little search on some shelves. Then… Uwala! The book is there!” added Mr. Smile. “You like it, Colatta?”
“This is going to be an interesting night!” Mrs. Flowers and Mr. Smile happily each other.
Mr. Smile sighed for a moment. “So… Colatta, maybe this is repetitive, but… why are you so obsessed with the beach?”
"Okay, I never mind telling stories, really. Well, that's… because I had a dream…, Bright. The dream was so beautiful! A beach where there are crystal stones around it? The sand is pink, cream and lavender all mixed together! How to call it? Gradient? By the way, the sea is calm… when the night looks like a wall of sky! I'm sure there's a lot of unique life in that place! And.. and…” Mrs. Flower looked very excited.
"There are so many mermaids, that's why you want to see one, right?" added Mr. Smile as if he read Mrs. Flowers well. Not because Mr. Smile is an esper, only maybe Mrs .Flower repetitive sentences was always received by both ears at the previous meeting.
"Well, well, Bright is just as bright as its name,"
"And… Nerd, really as stupid as he looks?" Mr. Smile muttered to himself.
They both burst out laughing at that.
So…
Mr. Smile took a seat, and he sat next to Mrs. Flower. Mrs. Flower put the smile gift book just now under her blanket.
“Bright, please take it! Some people have come with loads of food!”
Mr. Smile looked at the table to the left of Mrs. Flower is full of tons of visiting goodies. Bread, milk, fruit, and lots of snacks. All the food looked enticing and delicious, but Mr. Smile had to refuse that.
"I'm cutting calories! If you feed me a lot, I could become a cow!”
“Seriously you think so, Bright? *Pfft!* Flower held back her laughter. Instead of looking like a cow, Mr. Smile even looks thin like a giraffe's neck.
“Mooo~ mooo~” Mr. Smile imitating a cow. Obviously, that made Mrs. Flowers’s laughter broke really hard.
Mr. Smile always cares about Mrs. Flowers. They have been close to each other for a long time which makes their hearts connected. Since childhood, the relationship has been bound without anyone being able to break it. Mr. Smile, never once disappointed Mrs. Flowers. and Mrs. Flower, always accepts whatever Mr. Smile flaws are.
“So… Bright, how was the exam? Are you doing good?" Mrs. Flower took an orange and peeled it.
"Can you guess?" Mr. Smile folded his arms while smiling arrogantly. His mouth lifted when Mrs. Flower put in a piece of orange. Like an arrogant king, Mr. Smile nose stretched like Pinocchio, in Mrs. Flowers imajination.
"Oh come on Bright. Don't make me nervous like that,” Mrs. Flowers sighed.
Mrs. Flower ate and fed the orange to Mr. Smile. The wind began to blow in through the window, blowing a clear plastic bag of water which sat on a gray aluminum pole on wheels. Even the hose moves.
Mr. Smile embraced Mrs. Flowers. Mr. Smile eyes condense.
"I passed the medical test at the University of Edinburgh, Colatta!"
Mrs. Flowers quiet for a moment. Then now her face showered with tears of joy. As if receiving the most lavish gift, though not Mrs. Flowers receive the physical goods directly.
“Thank goodness Bright, thank goodness! I'm happy!”
After fifteen minutes of cuddling, satisfying every outburst of gratitude, Mr. Smile sat back down feeling completely happy and carefree.
Mr. Smile clenched his fist. “One more step, Colatta! I became a doctor, and… and…-“ Mr. Smile feels passionate for a moment.
Seeing Mr. Smile that looks very passionate, Mrs. Flower grabbed his fist.
"No need to rush, Bright. Just enjoy the flow… and all will be better…” Mrs. Flower smiled faintly while glancing to the right.
#Plop
"Oh yes! You have a high school graduation ceremony tomorrow, right? I will be there!" Mrs. Flower brightened again, patted lightly.
“Re-really? But what about your condition?”
“Ohohoho, you underestimated Miss Listenora the guardian of planet Lustenora?” Mrs. Flower bared her arms. Instead of muscles, they were simply flat, white smooth, springy arms.
"You mean, those jelly hands of yours?" Mr. Smile mocked while lightly pinched Mrs Flower's muscles which were chewy like pudding or jelly.
Despite the fact, of course women also feel annoyed with those words that are not beautiful. Women really like beauty, right? Although the lie doesn't need to be told honestly. As a result, the hand that Mr. Smile have been mocked just now grabbed his waist.
"Well, these jelly hands can be painful sometimes, you know!" Mrs. Flower was annoyed and pinched Mr. Smile.
“Ouuuch! Awwwwwchh!” Mrs. Flower immediately took off the pinch, while Mr. Smile stroked his waist. “Did you learn a secret technique? Ouch…” Mr. Smile rubbed his waist which now left a mark resembling a bee sting.
#Cliit! Cliit!
The alarm that place above the table that contained a lot of food, sounded and gave off a red light. It signifies that the intensive care schedule that forces visitors to leave has arrived. To put it mildly, it repels Mr. Smile.
“A-anyway, I will talk to papa so I can see you later!” explained Mrs. Flowers in a hurry. "The important thing is, tomorrow you must looks handsome! Tomorrow is the day your geeky face is the best!” chattered Mrs. Flowers chattered.
“Hey, hey, even this geeky face make you crush on me, thought?” added Mr. Smile. "Are you sure tomorrow?"
"This is indeed very surprising but tonight will be my happiest night!" Mrs. Flower smiled very sincerely. "Sleep tight and have a sweet dream, Bright!"
“O-okay… if you say so!”
Mr. Smile left with a happy feeling that seemed like a dream. That’s make he greeted several patients who passed him.
Mr. Smile more than anyone in this world who looks forward to tomorrow.
Although…
Tomorrow is not necessarily looking forward to Mr. Smile.
***
The crowds of Dunfermline, Scotland, on a quiet night are regular. In a small alley where the security police are not looking. People were dressed in mantles or jackets wrapped in scarves because of the cold autumn.
Not more than ten people, young people huddled around the woman sitting in a simple chair with a table and crystal ball. The woman was wearing a veil and looked like a nun from a church.
The woman said with all her soul, “MR SMILE AND MRS FLOWERS! A SYMBOL OF WHERE SUNNY AND CLOUDY SIDE BY SIDE”
“I believe… this is the last one. *Hah… (sighed)* thank you for following me all this time,” a simple smile appeared on her lips.
#Cling!
A few pennies filled a black aluminum case. Like food that fills their stomachs and makes a satisfied smile on their lips, the stories of women dressed as church nuns fill their spiritual stomachs and put a smile of emotion on their faces.
Gradually the people left. From not more than ten, now only one. The man had glasses, his eyes looked down.
#Hah… (sighed)
"Hey, mister over there, the story is over... go home, and sleep peacefully," said the woman in the nurse's dress kindly. The woman arranged her luggage.
The man just kept quiet. It seemed that the paving he was walking on was still much more attractive than looking at the church woman.
The woman opened the black box of her source of income.
“Tch! Stingy people! This can't even make dinner!” protested the nun in a high and disappointed tone, typical of a cabaret woman when she's drunk and angry.
So…
“Miss… um…, here…” The sad looking man approached, then gave her a hundred pounds.
“WOAHH!” With joy, the woman accepted the money. “Well, this can save lives for up to three days! HAHAHA, YOU ARE A GOOD MAN!” the woman said loudly. She pretended to be familiar and lightly hit the shoulder of the man in a black velvet suit who looked sad.
"You ... heard that story… from whom, Miss?"
“Hmm? Anyone can make up a story, right?” The woman put all her things in a brown cloth bag. She then removed her veil. "By the way, do you want to talk first?"
.
.
They walked out of the alley, then pulled over to the vending machine. The woman had long slightly wavy blonde hair. Her nose was aquiline with sunken eyes.
“Erm…?” The man was confused, carrying a can of ginger ale.
“Beer, please!”
#Ckling!
The beer came out of the vending machine and was quickly collected.
"Thank You!" the cheerful woman received a can of beer as a treat. “How about we chat there?” She pointed at a bridge that was dim and deserted.
“O-oh… of course…”
They walked away without a word. But the man thought of something else. Have the nuns at church been having beer nights lately? Her face is like a thug and a bit tomboyish, but alluring like a hostess with her thick lipstick and face powder, that's what he thought.
When they reached the middle of the bridge, which was the dimmest and quietest, they stopped.
“O-oh…”
"Hmm?" The woman lit a cigarette that had just take from pocket and smoked it delicious. “Fuuuh…! It's so warm tonight…”
#Pccstt!
The sound of the beer that had just been uncorked, the woman deeply felt the night's perfection.
"How about… about dinner-you said earlier-Miss?" the man asked, sipping ginger ale.
The woman was indifferent. Instead, she ask back.
"The name’s..." she added after inhaling and puffing out the smoke from her cigarette. "Helene." Helene looked at the river comfortably.
“Nerd…. Nerd Fulbright…” The glasses man scratched his cheek with a forefinger.
“HUAHAHAHAHAHA! What a funny name, sir!” Helene burst out laughing. “I mean… Nerd, pfftHAHAHAHAHA seriously?” she laughed.
However…
The man gave a forced chuckle that made Helene immediately stopped her laughter. Helene thought her joke had failed to make the man smile.
“Ah, sorry…! Mr. Bright, you are…?” Helene turned to the man. Helene still seemed to enjoy her cigarette.
“Doctor… Doctor at the SummerPit Hospital around Dunfermline,”
Helene gaped for a moment. Even a geek like Nerd Fulbright has a better job than her, she thought. While the man was about to collect the answer to his question.
“Wow! A doctor, kyahahahaha!” she added. "You don't need a wife? With just beer and some snacks you can keep your house clean and enjoy delicious food every day, how about that!?” Helene shamelessly offered herself. Her tone also changed flirtatiously.
The man chuckled, sipping his ginger ale.
“O-oh~! I-I can last a long time at night too~!” Helene grew more and more immoral, squeezing her own breasts. "Look? It's a G cup size! I-I have a good face anyway, right~?”
The man then flat-faced, scratched his head, then laughed thinly. That expression made Helene want to kill herself.
“Ouch! Shame on me!” Helene covered her face.
“Miss Helene…” Bright held her shoulder, she dared herself. “I-I was curious about Miss Helene's story just now! S-so…”
“O-oh?” Helene looked up, then grabbed Fulbright's face. “Hmm? Just a moment…” Now their faces were close together as if they were about to kiss. Bright slightly blushed, while Helene's eyebrows were like one-sided scales.
Helene then fiddled with Bright's face. She tried to put a smile on Bright's lips. Bright is helpless and just goes along with what the woman is doing.
“Ahhhh… no wonder!” Helene let go of her hand. She then took a long gulp of beer. Even the cigarette that lives half immediately bent.
The man was amazed speechless. Helene then invited Bright to ask. Helene returned to her soft voice.
“Well, usually I can laugh out loud like that… but, never mind,” he added. "I just want to ask, where did that story come from?"
"Sir…. I'm sure that's not what you want to ask. Normally I don't introduce myself, but… as a Custodian I also have a choice,” Helene started to introduce herself in a proper and polite manner. She bowed. “My name is Helene Yespetor, Custodian of this parallel world. Time is short, but the answer can definitely be found in a different place, “
(Custodian? After all… why did she become like this?) the man thought. Nerd Fulbright was confused by the sudden change in demeanor. For fear of being scammed, Nerd Fulbright is about to leave, but…
"I know about your lover who died. The Constellar had written the book without hesitation and precisely. We as Custodians are appointed to look for pure souls who are chosen for the dissatisfaction of destiny, "
Those words were enough to make the man stop and put his consideration. He turned to the woman, Helene, her features were beautiful but her eyes were a bit mystical. The purple pupils that lit up in this dim place were indeed inviting to something strange. Moreover, the fact that Helene knows about his past.
Helene continued, said that Nerd Fulbright might be able to find the answers she was looking for. But Nerd fulbright is still not convinced.
“Fufufufu! Here, Mr. Bright," she added handing over a card.
A card saying The Sun.
“T-tarot cards?” Bright flipped through the cards.
“It's quite a shame, though…#Hah…(Sighed)” Helene then whispered something else.
“Eh? you said something?” Nerd still focus on the card.
“Just keep the card as usual. If that works, then something will definitely happen-”
Bright who for a moment turned to Helene, the woman had even disappeared. Cigarette marks, the smell of her perfume, even the can of beer she was happily gulping down, lost without any single trace…
Gone from there. Everything seems to have ended since then. However…
Who would have thought that it was the beginning.
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