The Youngest Defender Of Three Spheres 162 I Have A Senior Sister

She was excited at the thought to wear the new dress.

She rubbed her palms on her eyes.

"Am I seeing things_? As for my memory_ I received a single dress from senior Jen_ why there are two_?" she furrowed her brows.

She washed her face hurriedly, put on the dress and head toward Jen with her combing brush and hairpin.

Annchi liked the polite affection of this senior.

She reached the girl and stood there silently again.

After a long while, Jen opened her eyes.

She looked Annchi with questioning eyes.

"What brought you here today_?" Jen smiled.

She did not say anything instead extended her both hands, one holding combing brush and second one holding hairpin.

There was something unexplained and unexpected in her eyes that Jen gestured her to sit.

"Today, I will fix your hair in a different way_ would you like to try_?" she asked.

"Whatever this senior sister would do_ would be exquisite just like you_!!" Jen coughed to hear this.

Jen used her own accessory to make ponytail this time.

This was a new style, that this sphere might never have seen.

Long black smooth hair makes do was really awesome.

Annchi ran to look at herself in the reflection of stream water, she looked at herself and gasped a cool breath, marvelous was a small word for her to describe her astounded expressions toward her new look.

She ran back cheerfully and thump...she hugged Jen with screaming happiness. "You are my sister_ real sister_ no senior sister_ oh...pardon me...I did not ask for your permission to call you sister_!!" she jumped back after hugging Jen and bowed embarra.s.sedly. She was an abandoned girl and a veteran! What rights she had to call this n.o.ble girl; her sister?

"I am sorry...senior Jen...I was little reckless just now...!!"

Jen took a long breath, it was warm to hear; someone says her sister, and both were the same age.

"Aiya! This time you really offended me_!!" Jen made a face.

"Don't see me for a week_ this is your punishment_!!"

{- -}"Senior...!!" putong! "This is the worst punishment...please consider my heart...!!" she fell on her knees pleading non-stop.

Jen was at loss to see this.

What made her plead such a way?

She wanted to shoo her away but end up this!.

"Are you my long lost...get up...fast...!!" she stood up.

"I am sorry_I would never cross your safe distance_!! I would act obedient_ I would not disturb you_ please don't stop me from seeing you_!!"

"First of all_ stop pleading_!!" now Jen was scratching her hair, who on earth are you? Why reluctant? Why sticking to me? Why are you even insistent?

"You are getting late from your cla.s.s_ we'll talk on this some other day_!!" Jen waved her hand. Every attachment would prove hindrance and delay in her contemplation study! She might make foes in the future and indeed powerful one...and if someone was to be on her log, would be an extra chance for the enemies to put her down.

The one who would be on her side might suffer because of her, she had to walk alone on this road in order to not bring calamity on others.

If she happened to be common contemplation disciple in any school of contemplation, she might make friends but now it would be unsafe for her friends to walk with her.

She could not intentionally drag innocent lives with her.

She gasped a deep breath and shook her head.

Annchi reached the cla.s.s early and sat cross-legged, today she was neat and clean and more of that with stylish hairstyle.

The other girls looked at her and felt jealous.

The first disciple of the old man was already there, he looked at her dress and felt panicked, she did not wear his given dress! Who gave her another dress? He was not sure whether he felt jealous or pained!

Who told her to style her hair in this extraordinary way.

The male veterans were eying her head to toe.

This girl...when did she learned to wash her face and make hair?

She looked pretty!

In the middle of the cla.s.s, old mentor voiced Annchi, "Today you are doing well in the well_ keep learning diligently_!!"

She bowed her head and chirped happily, "My senior sister Jen guided me_!!"

"Senior Jen_!" old man tried to remember, "Oh...this Jen must be the disciple of little Shao...as expected of his picky eyes_!"

After some time the cla.s.s ended.

Girls wanted to pick on her while male disciples were impressed by her charm.

"When did you start to stole things from others_!!" a girl stepped in front of her.

"What are you spouting nonsense...?" Annchi could not hold this accuse.

"If you did not steal then tell us when did you become rich to buy this expensive things_?" the girl danced her hand in front of her.

"Whatever I wear_ its none of your concern_dodon't tell me you are jealous_ !!" Annchi pointed her finger at her.

"You are hiding that you have become a thief in your desperation_ I can understand your plight_!!" she mocked her harshly.

"We have a veteran thief here...? Oh, people would question my credibility of character living with this thief...!!" another girl through tantrum at her.

"It's you who is thief_ your whole family is thief_ you all girls are miserable thief_!!" Annchi controlled her anger.

They were throwing harsh words at her and after that Annchi loses her control and they engaged in a mess again today.

She would run behind one and then other.

At the close of the evening, she lost her stamina and fell on the mountain.

Half conscious she felt agony toward those girls.

The girls saw her fallen and scratched her clothes.

The expensive clothes were looking tattered rags.

He came and was ready to pick her up but she half conscious frantically hugged him and started sobbing, "Senior sister you gave me this dress and others say that I am a thief and stole this expensive dress_" she started crying non-stop.

He patted her back.

"I'll give you another dress_ don't worry_!"

She did not stop her sobbing, "What makes them accuse me? Tell me...!!" she fell into a deep slumber in his embrace.

"Poor girl_they are jealous of you_!!"

He s.h.i.+fted her in her abode.

Next, she did not change into new clothes ran toward the direction of where senior Jen was sitting.

She sat there silently.

She wanted to tell this senior, what happened to her clothes which this senior gifted her, she did not know why she came only to her.

Jen was reluctant to open her eyes and see the girl but it was a too long while and could not bear it anymore, she opened her eyes and saw Annchi, "What_ what happened to your clothes_and your appearance_?"

Annchi was waiting long, she started sobbing to see her concern.

"This senior gifted this dress but the veteran girls accused that I steal this dress from someone_!!" her face got wet with the tears, she never cried before on such things, she would only fight till the end but now she was here complain.

It's like someone had bigger brother or sister, one would come to seek him or her why because it was called trust bond and emotional attachment where one would feel safe to complain the unjust one faced from others.

Fight back was another option when no other way was left.

She did not intend to dependent on Jen but she felt her grief lessened by complaining her.