Kapitel 1467: Old Friend II

"You look nice," I said; she has her signature pink hair cut to her shoulder and a white spaghetti dress that looked beautiful on her. 

"You are not bad yourself," she replied, and little awkward silence filled the table.

"So, how have you been?" She asked after a minute of silence, "Good," I replied in one word as no other word came into my mouth.

I wanted to talk, but no word is coming out of my mouth; there is not just awkwardness but also a decade of distance, which is hard to overcome in just a few minutes.

"I have read your information, the things you accomplished are really amazing, and you did that without getting any help from your mother," She said. To that, I smiled; she is one of the few people who knew about my mother not teaching me anything about fighting.

Most people reason all my accomplishments before joining the Academy to my mother. Annabel Charleston was quite famous before that accident of the two and half decade before.