Chapter 37: Contract problem

The guy looked at both of them, scared that he said something bad, he turned around.

"It was nothing, just thought you were someone else," he kept on walking down, his friend followed him.

"Really, he looks similar to somebody? Who is that guy then?" The man just said, "Oooh, somebody famous, that's all."

His friend turned to look back at the guy, Kumas just stayed there, puzzled by the conversation he just had.

'Wait, wait ,wait, what just happened, I just got hit by three major bullets all at once, so first was the fact that I am going to a trip, the next is that I am not allowed to see my family, well grandparents, I actually have no clue where the others are. Then finally, who am I?'

He shrugged of the last one but he thought about the first one.

'Who payed for the trip, it's expensive as hell, a months worth of everything, so who?'

He shook his head, thinking if anybody in his family would give there money up for him.

'No one comes to mind, oh man."

He glanced around thinking, then he looked at he clock. "Crap, I am meant to go to class, that's bad," he started walking quickly, seeing that the other fellows disappeared. He kept on going until he made it to his classroom, as he entered, class was in session and he apologised for being late.

He sat down in the corner then remembered another thing the guy said.

'Wait the receptionist is gone, so, who-'

He shook his head, staying at the back as always and being a quiet person. He looked around and sighed happily.

'What she did was actually good, now they are in somebody else's care, that's great to know, unless those bosos lied, I swear if they do. He pushed his stomach to one side and placed his hand on his head.

'Open notifications.'

[Level is too low]

'Why is level too low?'

He got no reply. Kumas was almost at his ends wit then he remembered the system mentioning something.

'What was it again, I swear it was like, um, level up?'

He swayed his head and then he heard something, startling him to bits.

"Kumas is right, the answer is wrong!" She announced it loud and clear, which he never expected. He had always been neglected but she actually spoke to him. It was a maths lesson, so what was on the board was plain as day.

"Do you think you can answer that question?"

She smiled gleefully at him, and the whole class was surprised when she spoke at him. Whispers arose and he looked at the board and nodded.

'What are they complaining about anyways, oh man, I wasn't listening, this is bad, um.'

He got up and looked at the question while he was walking up to it. It was a classic question of is this right or not (doesn't matter if you have not heard of it), he to say if it was right or not and then do the question, if it was right, he had to explain the question.

He guessed it was wrong s he shook his head, so he just had to do the problem correctly, he blinked a few times then sighed.

"Um, so," he looked at the class, sweating buckets of what he had to do, however, he simply did the question and sat down. The people in the crowd looked impressed, and he walked down, exhausting himself on top of his chair.

'That was stressful.'

Some more whispering went around. He cosily just sat in his chair. He blinked five times to finally notice the problem he just gave himself.

'Wait, if I cant see my grandparents, how do I get money?'