Novelas y relatos de Clay Moral Orel

Renci did not appear. Claura peeled off the orange, put it in her mouth, chewed on the blister deliciously, and said to Hana, "It seems that Mr. O.Renci is busy with something lately. He came to school with his hair disheveled like a crow's nest and his clothes worn for a whole week without changing them. Tom hadn't returned to school from the day he was defeated. I think the clan Leano locked him," Claura clicked her tongue. "Was defeated by a freshman girl from the lowlands, that was so wretched."

Weird! "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something strange on my face?" "Your face is normal, but your attitude is weird! Since when did you become religious?" Clay chuckled, not seeming offended by Axel's words. "Well, I'm on a repentance streak. Judgment day is getting closer, Bro!" Clay joked. "Who said it's getting farther away? You're just crazy!"