It was just the next day of when he knocked out ayush with a kick, his parents and he were in the principal office, with ayush's parents and ayush too were there.
Ayush's mom:"sir, what kind of school this is, where a student can't even study peacefully without a fight?!"
She was slim and in mid 40s woman with a slight hoarse voice, black hair and yellowish eyes.
Principal:"ma'am.. Ma'am, please calm down, it's our fault we couldn't step in before the situation escelated, but it is your son's fault too.. He tried to hit him First... We have camera recording."
His mom:"so what!?... He hit him first because he cursed me in front of him... Would you stay quiet if someone curses your mother in front of you."
Everyone went quiet.... Even principal. Varun's mom, dad were about to say something but he silents them up and kept listening.
His mom:"what?!... Would you react.. Or not?!.. You would, right!?.. Because no one can hear there mother getting cursed in front of them... And you blame my son for hitting him first... And you both, mister and misses parents of this shameless child... Can't you teach your son some manners?"
Varun's parents were fuming, because they knew Varun would never be so vulgar towards anyone, yet Alone toward someone's parents in front of them.
Varun's mom:"my son would never say something like tha–"
Varun:"mom,... Step back for a moment."
Mom:"bu–"
Varun:"I said... Step. Back."
His mom went quiet. And stepped back from them.
Ayush's mom:"oh.. See.. He doesn't even respect his own parents... Can't you see how rude he is to his own parents.. To the one's who raised him."
Varun kept standing silently for a moment, then looked at ayush, who was smirking to himself, clearly seems to be thinking that his plan worked.
"Miss... Yadav?.. Right?"
His mom:"yes... What?"
"Ma'am... Can I ask for proof?... You say I cursed you in front of him..... There were three hundred students on the field.... Everyone saw and heard what happened... If even a single person came and said I did... I truly cursed you in front of him... I'll apologize... By licking his shoe right here.... But only if that person.. Is not his friend"
His mom:"oh.. Now you're making a deal... Fine... Sweetie.. Call anyone who heard him curse me in front of you... And "they" Should not be your friend as he said."
She said while giving Varun a side eye.
Varun just kept standing there without baiting an intrest to the talk.. He knew he was right... He could prove it right away since the principal and every teacher knew him and his brother too well.. And the principal was his father's friend. But just for fun.. Since it's a time he had already rewritten by hitting him instead of getting hit himself... He was just playing around now.... Trying to see what would happen if he changed a major fraction of it.
"Smile as long as you can... Mom, dad look enraged, but i can't just step up and argue for my innocence... It'll only escalate this situation."
Few minutes later very few students came... And the staff who was nearby came too... Even one of ayush's friend.. "Ishan" Came.
Staff:"sir.. These are the kids who were up close in the moment of argument."
Principal:"good... So.. I called you all here to ask, did anyone heard anything that could tell the reason of the argument?"
Students were a bit scared to tell, since ayush might not do anything inside school, but he held power outside, old aged friends from gangs and political parties.
Until ishan stepped in front.
Ishan:"sir.. The issue was nothing.... It was even a valid reason of argument."
Varun's eyes widen just slightly, he wasn't expecting "him" Of all people to say a valid point, given that he was friends with ayush.. But still.. He wasn't much surprised.. Because ishan does do stupid things and class clown stuff but is still true in nature.
He was about 5'4 in height, with many over excreted melanin on his face, blackish brown in color with small cut on eyebrow of his left.
Ishan:"it was his fault.. He was skipping class and Varun told the teacher about it... And that's it, there was no one who cursed except ayush... He was the one who cursed at Varun on his face and Varun just took it calmly.. He didn't do anything until ayush tried to hit him."
Principal:"are you sure?.. You are not in pressure or anything right?"
Ayush's mom:"of course he is!!... That guy might've forced him to say this... There's no way my son would curse at anyone!"
Ishan:"I am not pressurized... It was the truth I said"
Everyone were quiet for a moment, varun's parents were relived knowing that their expectations were right, but ayush's mom couldn't take it. She knew it was impossible to make her look like victim, but her ego wouldn't let her do it.
After many minutes of silence.. Varun broke it with a calm and even tone, staring right into her eyes, leaning on the book sheld on his back with hands in pocket.
Varun:"Ma'am....if you don't have anymore victim cards to throw ... Please apologize to my parents For calling them bad parents"
His mom:"what?!.. Why would I–"
Varun:"I am not playing assertion-reasoning here.... Apologize and get lost"
His tone was dark. Eyes faintly glowing blue from the darkened face.. Everyone one was stunned frozen.. Even his own parents... He looked nothing like the son they raised... It was.. Like they were looking at a different person... A mature.. Yet Psychotically cold person.
His mom:"I–.. A–.. I–..... I am sorry~"
She looked down with fear filled eyes like she just saw death.
Ayush:"m–mom!?... What ar you–"
His mom:"shut up!.... You did the wrong thing... Why would the whole school go against you if you were telling the truth?!"
She didn't say out of belief... But out of fear.. She knew she couldn't win, neither in strength nor psychology... It was like she met a cold ice-burg that had can take any kind of temperature with melting a drop.
"Ma'am,... I know you're in the wrong here.. But I'll still apologize for one thing... Sorry for talking rudely to you."
His mom:"wha–.. What?"
"Don't take it wrong... I am not apologizing to make fun of you... I am apologizing... Because that's what my parents thought me.... To respect my elders... And apologize if I ever got rude to them... Unlike your son. He doesn't even respect teachers."
She went silent... She didn't have words anymore... She just took ayush and left, overwhelmed and humiliated...
"Ah~,.. I never felt so good in my life, I always wanted to try and act like a cold guy.
Internally he was laughing with every ounce of emotions, finding it funny.
"Well, let's go home now then, shall we?"
His mom and dad nodded before walking out of the principal office and on the way home... This was the first time in a while when his dad noticed.. That he was taller than even him.
Dad:"hey, son.. Can I ask you for how tall are you?"
Varun:"... About 6'0"
Dad:"weren't you just 5'6 few weeks ago?"
Varun:"I was.... I worked out a bit."
Dad:"worked out?!... Didn't I told you not to stress your body?,... You have hernia–"
Varun:"I... 'Had' hernia... It's gone now... That's why I worked out."
Dad:"gone?... Just like that?.. But you had it since you were little... It's been about 12 years.. And you're still just '15' ... How are you so tall suddenly?.. Even if working out makes you taller.. This is just... Too tall.. You grew up 5 inches?!"
Varun:".... Uhhh... I would rather skip this talk... And... Also, is it important how tall I am?.... You should be happy I broke out the gene max height range at least"
"Well he's not wrong though.. I can imagine what might be going through his head.. Through.. I can't just tell what work out I've been doing.. Not about this system.... They can't even see it"
Sigh~
About few months later. It was the summer vacation and Varun and his parents were at his paternal relatives house. In U.P.: banda.. Which was a big house with three floors and a terrace, dirty yellow color walls and brownish red colored metal doors with flower plant carvings, inside it's supported by four pillars in the center of the house with a open roof design in the middle ,all the way up to the terrace.
He was on the roof alone, working out and thinking about how to complete running in a place like this , where he can't go anywhere alone, for not even morning walk, and the members in the house would not have the stamina to run a 100 km with him.
He called the system out and took a reward key he had by defeating a serpent monster recently before coming here.
[C-rank dungeon key, can be placed anywhere in the air]
"Might just use it here I guess..."
I changed into my outfit I purchased just for dungeon... And to be honest.. Just to look more cool here.
Well then let's continue my journey... This is my story.
"Let the game begin"