Chapter 16: I prefer Kanye - 2
Medichi stammered apologies, making Amon more sure of his assessment of Medichi. But he did not let it show on his expression; instead, he showed a chill but lively face with a faint smile. Amon said, "As I have said before, I don't really care, I find them funny." After saying that, Amon began to stretch, seeing Amon stretching. Medichi followed Amon, doing what he is doing.
While stretching, Medichi thought, 'I followed him to know more about him, but I ended up exposing myself instead.'
'Should I ask him how he got his True Name?'
'No, if I ask too directly or too hastily, he will think I only followed him for that reason.'
'But judging from his personality, would he really mind?'
'No, I should tell him directly, putting it off will make things more difficult and awkward later.' So Medichi decided to ask Amon directly.
Amon was stretching his calf and hamstring, Medichi following. Suddenly, Amon heard Medichi speak, "Amon, can I ask u something? You don't have to answer if you don't want to; I am just curious."
Amon thought, 'Oo.. That's why he followed me, he wanted to ask how I got my True Name.'
'Should I answer him honestly, nah. I will make up something.'
These lines of thought did not take long to form because of his accelerated thinking, so when Amon answered, "Yes" to Medichi, it seemed like Amon did not think about anything and readily agreed.
"Was it hard to get a True Name? Did you do something extraordinary to gain it?"
While Medichi was asking his question, Amon's mind was already in overdrive, thinking about how he would answer.
Amon answered, "Do you really wanna know?" making his voice sound deep and serious.
Medichi nodded in return. Amon then continued leaning closer as if to whisper something, and Medichi mirrored his movement. Then Amon said, in a whispering tone, "You need to kill a Divine Titan." Medichi's eyes widened in disbelief, his mind processing what he had just heard. In his mind, he thought, 'WHAT! How is that possible? How can a sleeper, not even a sleeper, an aspirant, accomplish something of this magnitude?'
The possibility of Amon lying did not even cross Medichi's mind. This was because of the meticulous image Amon had built of himself.
Looking at Medichi's expression, Amon grinned widely and said, "I was just kidding"
Medichi look at Amon in shock, but not because of Amon's lie but how easily he believed him, even with the absurdity of the lie. Medichi thought, 'I should keep my guard up around Amon.'
Medichi responded, " Haha… You got me."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. It's your secret to keep, and I would not pry."
Hearing this response, Amon's thought went haywire, 'Shit shit shit, fuck, I should not have responded like that and said something about luck instead.'
'Now he will be more alert around me, should I continue with my persona?'
'Yes, it would be better to faint ignorance at this.'
All this line of thought happened so fast that it did not take a moment after Medici's response for Amon to notice his mistake.
Amon answered, "Well, the truth is I don't know what I did to get this True Name."
"I think it's mostly luck."
"No Aspirant, Sleeper or even an Awakened would be able to deal with a terror. There might be some chance for the Awakened, but I don't think even he will come out unscathed."
"Even surviving in the first Nightmare is heavily dependent on luck."
"So it's mostly luck."
This time, Medichi was more attentive; he noted how Amon responded, how fast he responded. He noticed how naturally Amon responded and how fast he responded, as if Amon did not think too deeply. 'Is he really as simple as he appears? A happy-go-lucky person.'
Medichi responded, "Haha, ya you are right."
But his response was a bit delayed, and Amon picked up on it.
'So he is suspicious of me, well, it doesn't really matter. I don't have anything to hide anyway.'
'Well, accept this body's criminal records and about my divine aspect.'
"I think that's enough stretching. I am planning to run for a while."
"How about you?" Amon said, changing the topic.
"Ya, I will start by running a bit too," Medichi replied.
In reality, Amon wanted to do a bit of calisthenics, then boxing, then any jumping exercise and finish with running, but because of Medichi, he thought of doing running and boxing only.
"How about a 3k run?" Amon proposed.
Medichi proposed, "How about half a lap around the academy?"
At his hour, no one would be outside, though it was snowing a bit; it wasn't enough to hinder a sleeper.
Amon did not want to run outside. It was because of his perception. His 360-degree vision was one of his weaknesses. Though it helps him tremendously in a fight, eliminating blind spots. It was a very nauseating experience.
But nonetheless, Amon agreed; it was so that he would get used to it faster. His strength was no longer an issue; though he lacked a bit of stamina, it was better than most because of his divine protection.
"Ok, no problem"
"But I am a bit slow at running", Amon responded with a chuckle.
Medichi responded, "No problem, it's only for a warm-up."
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Both Amon and Medichi were running at night. No one else was around them. Their pace was very slow. Though they were jogging, their speed was no better than a fast walk.
Amon would have conversed with Medichi if not for all the nausea he was feeling. Amon wanted to do nothing but puke and freshen his mind.
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After one and a half hours, they were forced to stop because of Amon puking. Amon was puking in the snow. He held it for so long that even after vomiting twice already, he did not feel better. Medichi went and brought water and a sour juice from a nearby vending machine.
Amon was lying on the ground, his eyes closed, because he knew that if he opened them, he would puke again.
Medichi spoke, "Here, drink this, it will help you", handing the water to Amon. Amon did not give a verbal response; he gave a thumbs-up. He took the bottle and used it to clean his mouth, and drank it. After Amon emptied the water bottle, Medichi handed him the sour drink, and Amon took it too.
Medichi just sat beside him. After a while, Amon opened his eyes. He was still lying down, but his nausea went down. Medichi noticed Amon open his golden eyes. It was the colour of bright molten gold.
"Is this your flaw?" Medichi asked with a bit of nervousness.
Amon thought about it and nodded in confirmation. Medichi nodded to that answer and pulled out earbuds and started listening to songs. Amon said nothing but closed his eyes again.
After some more time had passed, Amon opened his eyes again. He touched Medichi's back to grab his attention. Medichi paused the song and took off his earbuds.
Amon then said, "You know that I was lying about this being my flaw, right? Why didn't you ask?"
Medichi responded, "Well. It doesn't really matter, right?"
Amon responded, "Yes. Was it because of my slip-up?"
Medichi just nodded to Amon's question. Medichi was now more comfortable around, it was because he found out how fake Amon really is. Amon took a deep breath and sighed.
Medichi asked, "What's your real persona really like?"
Without hesitation, Amon answered, " Well, it's the same as this but very bitchy, it's like this personality and your flaw combined."
Haha.. Medichi laughed at that answer.
"Your confidence around me had grown quite a lot," Amon said, but in a monotone voice.
"Not pretending anymore?" Medichi asked.
"Yes, it was very annoying and tiring," Amon answered, his voice a little loud and rough, his tone exaggerating his annoyed feelings.
"When did you figure it out?" Medichi asked. He was asking how Amon had figured out that he was a legacy. His clothing was simple but neat, and he did not show any arrogance.
"From how you answered me on that bench"
"And how you acted when you saw my disappointed face, but it was all a speculation. If it was just a simple lack of confidence, you would have suck up to me, but the reason you did not was that you did not need to," Amon replied.
"Haha… yes, that would give it away", Medichi said. Then he asked, " Why do you appear or answer like a thoughtless person?"
"It's much easier to build people's trust, and though it's annoying sometimes, it's generally liked by others"
"That makes sense"
"What song were you listening to?" Amon asked.
This question rose out of nowhere and took Medichi by surprise. He was just about to answer. But Amon stopped him before answering and said, "Wait, let me guess."
"Emo?"
Medichi shook his head in refusal.
"Country?"
Medichi shook his head again. "No, I …"
Amon cut Medichi off and said, "Wait, wait, stop, let me guess. It's not about you"
Medichi now clearly understood what Amon meant by the mixture of his flaw and current persona. And what Amon was doing was a joke.
"Is it pop?" Amon asked.
"Haha, no, I prefer Kanya", Medichi answered.
The answer jolted Amon right up. " Wait, say what?" Amon asked Medichi
Medichi was expecting a funny comment about ruining Amon's guess.
Medichi replied, "I prefer Kanye?"
'What the fuck!' Amon exclaimed in his mind. 'Kanye?'
"Let me listen to a song", Amon said hurriedly.
Medichi, not knowing what to expect, did what Amon told him to do. He disconnected the earbuds and played the song.
"Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at yaLook at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at yaLook at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at yaLook at ya, look at ya (ladies and gentlemen)Look at ya, look at ya (ladies, ladies"
'What the fuck, isn't that Runaway?'
'Is there another Transmigrator?'
Amon had a serious look on his face. This was the first time Medichi had seen him like this.
"This does not suit your personality", Amon commended.
"You thought so hard for this reason?" Medichi exclaimed a bit.
"Well, ya. I think we should go back inside now," Amon replied.
'What the fuck, Kanye of all people? Did he also transmigrate?'
'Is someone impersonating him?'
'I need to check this out properly?'
Thinking about this, Amon sighed again. He did not want to worry about all this right now, in truth. All that had happened to him was already crazy enough. He wanted to deal with one thing at a time.
'This makes it so unnecessarily complicated, thought Amon.
'Well, I might be able to figure something related to my transmigration at least. Well i hope'
A/N: plz review and comment.