Chapter 6: The Small Guy in a Corner

The detective and constable were in a bit of a pickle finding the house, first, they turned the wrong way, then at a traffic light they did not realise they were going right instead of left. What frustrated the detective the most was that he was driving so it was embarrassing.

"Why don't you show me the route on the phone? Goddamn," Almost turning the wrong way.

"How should I hold it?" he replied, leaving the phone in his lap.

The police car went on to a stop.

"Give me the phone," snatching the phone from him.

Then he scouted the area and compared it to the map, fumes were coming out of his nose, then he sighed." I know which way to go now, thank you," giving back the phone to the constable." Um, thank you."

The two knew each other for quite some time, the constable actually arrived a few years later as he was being transferred as a constable (a leader among the police force).

The detective was at the top of his game. At the time he never was a teacher but a normal detective. Despite this, he was smart enough to complete a case in a day, which would take a normal detective longer.

The constable despised him at first for how he was acting, but later on the line, they became great friends thanks to an incident and now the only person who can speak normally to him is this very constable, that's also why they were speaking informal to each other.

When they arrived they parked the car between a red and yellow, neither looked nice or terrible. He stared at the cars.

'Must have gotten them to a cheap price, if not then RIP.'

The word comes from his students (when working as a teacher).

They walked over, looking for the right house. Despite this, something caught the detective's eye.

'A fight.'

He saw the three boys cloud over a door. The constable was about to move in but the detective stopped him.

What the detective saw was two students from the school, and he recognised the other at the school when she was looking around- he was good at remembering faces.

The two other students were not in his class, however, he did work with them with magic, sword handling, etc. The blonde-haired girl was exceptionally good, and the brown-haired girl needed more practice but could come out good.

'What were their names again?'

He finally remembered them: Mythra and Evalynn.

He smiled for being a good teacher.

"Sir, look," the constable pointed at the boys.

They got their swords out, but he was still staring at the girls, Evalynn was tense, Mythra looked bored, and the other girl was giving a smug face.

That meant one thing only. The kid that opened the door, what they were going to do was test them.

Now he was excited, but the constable quivered hastily " sir, we have to stop this now."

But he declined.

"Let's watch and see."

The glistening door opening made Emilia happy when a small guy was at the door, Mythra gave a face- Evalynn was tense, he closed the door a bit.

The boys gave a great big sinister smile trying to scare him and make him nervous; being tough people and impressing the girls.

However, Eader was not frightened, he was excited, he wanted to fight with his sword so badly, it did not matter if they were multiple times stronger- he wanted to fight.

"Hello, what do you want?" giving an 'I am in the middle of something, so can you buzz off please' face', he wanted them to be mad.

"Well you did not give any money to us, so I thought, maybe you were going home to grab some," said in a deeper voice.

Eader then noticed two other girls, close to Emilia, both were gorgeous. He saw the brown-haired girl making an uneasy face, when they made eye contact, he smiled, trying to calm her.

But right after a fairly skinny guy popped up behind James and screamed "Hey you perv, don't look at Eva's body!"

That truly surprised Eader, stuttering "what? I didn't sta-"

"I saw you," he screamed, both the other boys made a grin.

'Yes, good work, now they will think he is a pervert'

Both Emilia and Mythra stared at her, Evalynn shook her head. Mythra then looked at Emilia for help as this situation was stupid. Eader gave a blank look and scuttled to his left. A large white wall kept on going after the house horizontally for a bit.

'Oh my god, why are we here? All of these pervs are weirdos.'

But she smiled, wanting to see how it turns out.

Luckily, they were the only people in the neighbourhood right now, so it did not matter if they shouted.

When James turned he saw her smile.

'Does she like this?'

Then James had an idea, pushed him out of the house, just enough to scare him.

The thought that raced Eader's mind was 'Ok I have to calm down, luckily, I closed the door, and I put on my shoes, I have to be on guard.'

Emilia saw his shoes and glanced.

'When did he put his shoes on? Was he prepared for this?'

She looked at her friends and was surprised by what she saw. Mythra smiling and Evalynn concentrating, getting ready to go in.

'Maybe they will enjoy this.'

But she changed her mind when Evaynn was shaking like an alarm, she gave a hopeful face.

Hopefully one of them will enjoy it.

The Cumas house did not have a driveway, only a door and next to it was a white gleaming wall that is painted once per year by Ms Cumas herself.

"So where is the money, are you gonna get it?" James glared and spoke deeply.

Both Emilia's and Mythra's faces were depleting.

'So, no fight?'

'I want to see his sword.'

"Or do you not have money, you beggar," he smiled, the fat and skinny boy smiled, Evalynn snickered by the terrible insult, and Eader felt like he could not wait.

"I do have money but it would be a waste of you guys, it must be bad to be poor," Eader gave a great smile and a fierce glare with that.

All the girls smiled.

James saw the smile and was thinking about what to do.

The guy would not be able to come up with something to look cool, so girls want a fight.

"You asked for this, ok kid," James gave a nervous smile.

'I am doing this for love.'

A sparkly glow began appearing in his hand and a great long sword with a silver shine appeared. The skinny and fat boy saw it and knew, smiling, they summoned their swords.

The skinny's was a small sword with a large hilt with a grey colour, the fatty was a wide thick sword with a small hilt, not the right size for the wielder, with another silver colour. All iron.

It was mesmerising to see how he summoned it for Eader- as he rarely sees swords being summoned by people; seeing it less made it all the more fascinating.

For Mythra, just looked a bit stumped but not surprised, Emilia took out her sword behind her, both noticed.

"Hmmm, a shame, thought maybe he had a special power, guess not," said Emilia disappointingly. They nodded.

Now to see what his sword is, my being patient has rewarded me.

She smiled, thoughtfully.

Eader took a few steps back, trying to prepare himself, he was never in this situation before.

Do I take my sword out now or should I wait a bit longer?

While he was thinking about all the options he could make, he looked up and saw James slash down at him.

James slashed down with his sword with great force.

'This won't kill, but it will hurt.'

Eader then took out his word behind his pants, surprised nobody noticed- and only one thought went through his head.

'When you block, try to make a very good x or plus shape.'

When the silver sword was one metre from his face, his wooden sword blocked it, making a perfect plus shape, however, he gave a sinister angry face.

Despite this, he was not done. He then slowly moved to the left, where his hand was holding the sword, bent in and then James's sword went straight down and hit the floor, but not after getting cut on his right shoulder.

Eader's skills have been brought up by none other but his father. This annoyed him so much that his skills were being used in a pointless fight like this. He kept in his rage by biting his teeth, but smacking those guys up was helping him as well. He suddenly got more angry, ready to fight.