Gossip

"Don't worry! The question isn't too difficult, it's just the names of family members in Japanese." Akiyama Sensei immediately pointed to one of his students. "You guys must really like anime a lot, right? So, I'm sure you can work on it."

"Huuu~~~! Sensei likes false hope!" cried the whole class to Akiyama Sensei.

However, Akiyama Sensei still held a daily test this time. This will enter the daily value for the next semester.

Ryushin was immediately rewarded with deadly stares from all of his friends. The address for being bullied again is the model student.

***

The school bell had already rung from a few tens of minutes ago. All the students had left the school, only a few teachers remained. Of course there are also Joon and Gilang among everyone who lives.

That's right, Joon and Gilang are carrying out the punishment from Mr. Hedric to clean the entire school corridor.

Gilang brings two buckets of water for Joon to mop. Gilang chose the sweep section. He didn't even do that sincerely. So, Gilang swept only one line of tiles. Luckily Joon didn't know that, Gilang thought.

Gilang poses holding a broom, but he sweeps his broom on the floor at random. Meanwhile, far behind him, Joon is mopping seriously.

"Uh yeah, Joon. You've heard the gossip, haven't you?"

Joon stopped mopping for a moment, he turned to Gilang.

"Lang, you joined the 'backbiting club' while I wasn't around, huh? Why are you gossiping like Mario, huh?"

"This isn't gossip about teachers' relationships or our friends' love stories, Joon. Gilang said with a very serious face. He propped his chin on the base of the broom handle.

Joon let out a shaky breath. He was actually curious, but he also wanted to finish this sentence as soon as possible. Did Joon mop the middle corridor that he usually just walked through, huh? To be fast too.

Jon nodded.

"Okay, let's get this over with and tell the gossip you know, Gilang," Joon finally decided.

Gilang raised his thumb. After that, he swept with origin back. After all, Joon will also mop up later.

Joon ends up working twice as hard as Gilang. Gilang swept it incorrectly, the dust was still everywhere. Joon had to wring the mop several times because he had only used it once and it had turned black with dust.

"Gilang!! Actually what did you sweep earlier, huh?! Why is there still so much dust?!" Joon shouted loudly. He wanted to hit his best friend's head with the butt of the mop.

"Ahahaha, I'm sorry, Joon! That part was too late."

"Why is the whole floor going overboard, huh?! So what did he say worrying about your best friend, huh? I thought you were really worried about me since my injury hasn't healed yet. In fact you made me carry out this punishment alone, Kunyuk!"

Gilang put his arm around Joon's shoulder.

"Ahahaha, sorry, friend! I'm being lazy this time. Don't worry! I'll treat you to a meal later, come home from here."

"Chicken noodles, meatballs, seblak, and dumplings, promise!" Joon chimed in. He raised his pinky finger. He is indeed the weakest when he is lured by food.

Gilang intertwined his little finger with Joon's little finger, the little finger promised.

"Yes, promise! Whatever you ask for, my friend!"

Joon lowered Gilang's hand from his shoulder.

"Okay, now go get some more water! It's slowly turning black!" Joon's orders were immediately nodded by Gilang.

"Ready, Bosque!"

***

A few tens of minutes later, the entire corridor was gleaming clean. The clock shows half past 5 in the afternoon. It's really great that Joon, he has the talent to be a cleaning service like him. But strangely, he never cleans at home. Especially cleaning the room. Ah, maybe at school it's just for imaging.

Joon and Gilang sat back to back on the floor. He stared proudly at the clean, shining floor.

"Aaah, it's finally over. This back hurts! It feels like it's going to crack." Gilang complained while gently massaging his back.

"What's going to crack, Kunyuk?! You're just lifting a bucket. I'm the one mopping, Damn it!" This is Joon's voice. He was indeed the one who worked the hardest to clean all these corridors earlier.

Gilang scratched the back of his neck and smiled guiltily.

"Ehehehe, this is all for the sake of chicken noodles and meatballs as you requested earlier, Joon."

Joon just pursed his lips, annoyed. It seems that even if he has a conglomerate biological father, his life will never change. It's still like this. Surprised too Joon. What are all the wealth of his parents used for, huh?

Akiyama Takeyuki didn't give Joon extra pocket money, with the excuse that Joon didn't snack outside. If it gets poisoned, Takeyuki himself will be in trouble.

If Jaya and Kenichi do not need to be asked again. They've been stingy from there. Kenichi prefers to buy skincare for him. Meanwhile, Jaya prefers to fulfill her collection of action figures, rather than fulfilling Joon's nutritional intake. I don't know, they are all cruel to Joon.

"Oh yes, Gilang. What did you want to talk about, huh?" Instead of thinking about the cruelty of his parents, Joon prefers to hear gossip from his best friend.

"Ah, the gossip earlier, huh? So you really haven't heard the gossip, Joon?"