"UGGHHH! Come ON you stupiiiiiiiiiiiid!" Saya exclaims with a loud groan as she keeps trying to turn the MP5's bolt head in order to lock it on the bolt carrier. The MP5 itself disassembled on the table, next to the closed laptop.
"Uhh, are you sure you don't want me to…"
"No! I can do iii-ah..." Saya cuts me off as she tries to push the whole carrier against her torso, causing the recoil spring to bend. And then slip the fingers. The whole carrier flying off her hands, and landing straight flat to my face…
"Oh crap! S, sorry!" Saya instantly shouts as I put my hand on my forehead.
"And that's why, you always need to wear head protection kids…" I respond as I rub my forehead, then lower my hand to look at my fingers…
(Oh? Tis was a critical hit.)
"Y, you're bleeding!" Saya gets off her chair and grabs my face, turning it to face her.
"Well, that thing did fly off pretty fast." I responded as I tapped the stinging point on my forehead.
"D, don't touch it!" Saya slaps my hand away from my forehead with a high pitched tone…
(Jeez mom…)
She then lets go of me and gets up, turning to head towards the bathroom.
"Don't touch it!" She exclaims right before entering the bathroom…
"It's just a scrape, why the freakout?..." I ask, pretty much myself.
Saya then exits the bathroom after a few seconds. Rubbing alcohol and a cotton ball in hand.
"Really now?" I ask as I tilt my head.
"We need to make sure it doesn't get infected. Don't be stupid." She answers as she walks up to me, then sits on the chair ahead of me.
"Uhh, if you put it like that." I shrug slightly and extend my arm. Saya glances at it, then looks back at my face.
"I'll do it, you can't see your forehead can you?" She responds as she ignores my hand, dousing a small part of the cotton ball with alcohol.
"Umm, tell me if it hurts…" She adds with a rather meek voice as she taps my forehead lightly.
(Uhh, well. It hurts as much as you'd expect from putting alcohol in an open wound.)
And like that, we turned silent…
(If I knew that this would end up with casualties. I'd have picked a different way to pass the time when I had the chance. While I did not mind just sitting on the bed with her, she wanted to 'finish' her lessons on the gun. So, of course after she ended up writing all the stuff I told her in a new textbook she found in here. She wanted to 'try' them out on the gun...)
I switch my glance towards the window.
(Also, I have been seeing helicopters flying over the airport's sky for some time now. 'Something' is definitely up over there…)
"Sorry…" Saya whispers...
"Crap happens, don't sweat it." I answer as I shrug my shoulders.
"That's, a stupid excuse people make in order to justify their stupid decisions..." She frowns slightly as she presses the cotton ball on my forehead.
"Huh? My, it sounds as if you almost 'want' me to ask for compensation…" I respond as I make a slight smirk, arching one eyebrow up.
"D, don't be ridiculous. Why would I want you to do anything weird to me…" She glances at me before looking away, ending her sentence with a low tone mumble.
"Hm? I'm pretty sure I didn't say about doing anything 'weird' to you. Or, you actually want me to?" I 'ask' as I narrow my eyes slightly, smirk still on my face.
"I, I do not! P, pervert! Leecher!" Saya blurts back with a blushing face, twisting the cotton ball on my forehead.
"Oi!" I tilt my upper body back to avoid Saya's hand.
Saya, on the other hand. Tilted her own body forward, to the point that she actually got off her chair while she kept trying to keep the cotton ball on my forehead. I think, she was also smirking slightly?
"You enjoying this?" I ask as I frown.
"W, what makes you think that?" She answers, the smirk becoming a full-blown grin now…
(Ok, you asked for it miss Saeko mk2.)
"Oh, look." I then bring my hands to her sides, and squeeze, hard. Saya's eyes going wide as she tenses up.
"AAAAA! S, stop, stop stop stop. A, aih!" She squeals as starts squirming about, bringing both her hands to my arms as she tries to pry them off her sides. With little to no success...
She then decides to 'counterattack' by trying to do the exact same thing to me. Causing me to lean back even more. To the point that the chair, which was already on its two back legs, ended up giving way. Sending me falling backward, with Saya pretty much falling on top of me. And then, the world turned dark…
"Huhhh? Whu turnd uff thue lieghtss?" I ask with a muffled voice.
"Ahh! D, don't speak you idiot!" I hear Saya respond with a soft moan from right on top of me…
(...Let me guess. That thing blocking my sight, is her chest. Uhh, cliche city much? O well, tis time for some payback...)
"Whuaaaat?" I 'ask'. Purposefully dragging out the 'A' in my question.
"A,hha, I, I'm going to punch you if you keep doing this you pervert!" Saya responds with a short yelp.
"Thuen guet uff?" I answer back.
"M, my legs are tangled on the chair! A, AND STOP SPEAKING DAMMIT!" Saya shouts as I felt the 'something' press up against my face…
And a few seconds later. I got my light back as Saya got off me, sitting next to me with a face equal to the color of a tomato…
I shook my head slightly and started to also get up in order to sit. While, in the meantime.
"Stupid! Pervert! Stupid! Pervert!" Saya shouted as she closed her eyes and started throwing a barrage of 'slaps' towards me. Though, most of them felt like pats to be honest, and it didn't really stop me from getting my back off the ground…
She then turned her upper body away from me as she covered her breasts. Or well, she tried too. You know, they are kind of, giant…
"You were doing this on purpose, weren't you..." She whines as she turns her head to me with a pout. A couple of hair locks slightly covering one side of her face.
"Me? Absolutely not." I respond as I chuckle.
"Hum, that's what I get for trying to take care of you." Saya huffs as she gets up, dusting herself off.
"You mean for trying to drill a hole in my skull." I add as I also get up.
"That's your fault for being a pervert." Saya retorts.
"Huuuuh, keep calling me a pervert. Αnd I might actually become one..." Ι respond back as I lift my hands to chest height and start wiggling my fingers. Saya turning to stare at my hands as her eyes went slightly wide. Tightening her hands around her chest as a heavy blush appeared on her face. And, she stayed like that, intensely staring at my hands...
"Uhh, Why are you staring at my hands so hard for Saya?" I ask as I tilt my head.
"Huh, uhh, what?" She shakes her head as if snapping out of something, then turns to look at me with a blank expression.
"What? Daydreaming about something?" I 'ask' as I smirk. Saya blinks a couple of times before glancing around as she clears her throat.
"L, let's re-assemble the gun!" She squeaks as she picks up the gun's bolt, then walks up to her chair, plopping on it before leaving the bolt on the table...
(Weee, Saya just changed the subject.)
"Want me to re-attach the bolt head?" I ask as I also get up. Saya just nods silently.
(You know we could have avoided all this if you just nodded the first time around. Not, that I really mind. Call me a pervert all you like, but I regret nothing.)
I walk up to the table and take the gun part, twisting the bold head on the bolt until it 'clicked'. Then give it to Saya.
"Stupid bolt is misogynistic…" Saya whines as she takes it. Looking rather displeased with how easily I attached it back on.
"Saya, nobody's perfect at everything. Not being able to reassemble a gun doesn't make you useless." I respond, Saya glancing at me for a few seconds before focusing back on the gun…
"And what else can I do then?" She asks as she keeps looking at the gun.
"Things you're good at, information, research, support. Behind the lines work is as important as front line work." I answer. Saya, just keeps staring at the gun…
(Uhh, let's drop it for now...)
"You remember the rest?" I ask, Saya just nods and starts putting the gun back together...
"This...stupid...can't even ask...reward now…waste of...time" Saya adds with an annoyed whisper…
"What?" I ask as I lean slightly towards her.
"N, nothing. D, don't speak, you're breaking my concentration…" Saya responds as she glances at me with a slight blush…
And so, Saya started reassembling the gun.
(Ok, let's just leave her to do this at her own pace...)
That, was my initial thought at least. As after about a minute had passed, somebody knocked on our door...
"Miss Takagi? Your father has asked that everybody comes downstairs as fast as possible." A male voice speaks up.
I turn to look at Saya, and Saya turns to look at me.
"Uhh, Ok!" Saya responds with a loud voice. And then, silence...
"You think this has to do with the plane that landed some time ago?" I ask as I fold my arms.
"Most possibly, yea." Saya nods as she finishes reassembling the gun.
"Well, in that case, let's clean up and head off." I add as I turn to head towards the bathroom. Saya followed behind me shortly after.
Once inside, I open the hot water on the sink...
"Uhhh, it's weird how every time I use hot water, it reminds me that the world has gone to shit." I say nonchalantly as I wash my hands after. Saya just nodded, though her face looked like she was not really 'there' as she fixed her hair into her signature twintails...
"Uhh, Saya?" I ask as I look at her through the mirror. She keeps her head lowered as she finishes her hair.
"We, probably won't have a lot of time for ourselves now…" She mumbles. Slightly tugging the sleeve of my shirt.
"So, can I. Have another umm. K, kiss?..." Asks as she lifts her head to look at me through the mirror.
"What? So, you mean I won't get to do 'this' now?" I ask to put my hand a little over her waist, and squeeze.
"H, hey!" Saya bends away from me as she throws a few quick slaps on my hand. Then turns to look at my face with a slight pout.
"I asked for a kiss, not to get groped." She narrows her eyes at me as she leans her head towards me, folding her arms in the process.
"Huh? That didn't even count as groping though." I respond as I raise an eyebrow.
"It did for me. So now I demand that you kiss me twice as compensation for feeling me up." She retorts as she narrows her eyes, pursing her lips slightly.
(Holy crap, she's actually haggling?)
"So, If I kiss you three times, I can grope more?" I ask as I put my finger under my chin and turn look sideways, as if I'm thinking.
"S, stop saying grope. You sound like an old pervert." She answers as she frowns.
"Huh, I evolved from pervert to old pervert?" I 'ask' as I turn to look at her.
"More like devolved." Saya answers with a smug look as she smirks.
"Devolved? Uhh, you know you'll be kissing a caveman very soon if you start devolving me for every little thing Saya…" I respond as I arch an eyebrow and tilt my head...
Saya looks at me for a few seconds, then puts her hand over her mouth.
"Pfft!..." She then starts trying to hold herself from laughing. Without much success...
"O,k? Didn't think it was 'that' funny, but…" I fold my arms as I frown slightly, Saya responds by waving my free arm while hunching over, her other hand still over her mouth.
"N, no. It's just…" She takes a deep breath and lifts her head to look at me…
"Pfffttt!" Only to hunch over again…
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"S, sorry. Sorry". She waves her arm again while still being hunched over...
"But, I now can't stop imagining you with rough, puffed up caveman hair while still wearing that stupid mask of yours…" She adds as she lifts her head to look at me…
"Pffftthehehaahahah!" And, she started actually laughing this time around…
(...Uhh. Can you get high on gunpowder and grease? Because I have no idea how she can laugh so hard from this...)
I kept looking at Saya as she was starting to actually tear up…
(Oh well, at least she's having. 'Fun'?)
I take a deep breath through my nose, then let it out..
Saya, after laughing her ass off for almost a minute. Starts to finally calm down…
"Well, I still got no idea how the hell you found this so funny…" I say as Saya takes a few deep breaths.
"S, sorry. It just, caught me by surprise. I didn't expect to see that image in my head, it caught me off guard…" Saya responds as she wipes her eyes, still giggling occasionally.
"Oh well. I had yet to see you laugh so hard, so I guess it was worth it." I respond as I shrug slightly.
"Hum, just don't think that this paid off what you 'owe' me." Saya quickly remarks as she reverts back to her smug look, placing her hands on her hips as she narrowed her eyes.
(Damn, she bounced back fast…)
"Oh, woe is me. Guess there's nothing I can do, but pay my dues…" I respond with a dramatic tone as I sit on the bathtub's outer wall…
"Hummm, ahh well. If it's that much of a painful experience for you, then I won't force you. I would rather you be, comfortable." She responds as she smirks at me, the tone of her voice taking an obviously sarcastic 'caring' tone.
"Heh? Now where have I heard that one before? O right. Somebody wanted cuddles." I respond as I make a one-sided smirk at her.
"That was that, this is this." Saya quickly responds as she leans even closer to me, smirk still on her face...
(Hmm? Going for a full-blown attack here, are we not? Very well, let's see how 'long' you can keep up that 'tough' attitude my dear girl...)
I get up, and walk towards the bathroom door.
"Hey! Where do you think you're going!" She raises her voice as I hear footsteps closing in behind me...
"So, you want payment?" I 'ask' as I open the door.
"Then, you get payment." I respond as I turn to face her.
"Huh, what are you acting all smuaaaaAAA!" Before she could even finish her sentence, I walked up to her, and picked her up, princess style.
"Aaaa, uwhauwa..." She mumbles as she freezes in my hands, her eyes wide open.
"All the payment." I say as I walk up to the bed, and drop her on it, causing her to bounce on it a couple of times. Saya still wide-eyed, frozen like a deer in front of headlights from my sudden action.
"A, I aaaa…" Saya just kept mumbling with her mouth half-open as she stared at me. She didn't try to move, not even after I sat on top of her…
I then lowered my face, until it was right over hers.
"Weeelllll?" I 'ask' as I make a one-sided smirk at her. Saya just, kept staring. I think she had forgotten how to blink…
And seeing that she just kept looking at me like a fish, I proceeded to 'pay' her without waiting for her reply. In other words, she now could not speak, even if she wanted to…
After a couple of seconds. I pull my head back. Saya, with her eyes closed now, tried to follow my head as she lifted hers, before opening her eyes and letting her head drop back down.
"You said you wanted two, right?" I 'ask' as I lean my head towards her again.
"W, wait!" She explained.
"Hmm?" I just tilt my head as I stop.
"Umm, me on top now…" She mumbles as she lowers her head slightly.
"Hummmmmmm." I take a long pause as I narrow my eyes.
"Request…" I sway my head slightly from left to right.
"Denied." I add as I bring my head down again.
"Wauhumhmhm!" Saya's what would have been complaint, ended up turning into a muffled whine. And, while I did feel that she kicked the bed a couple of times from the way it started shaking, she didn't even try to use her hands to get me off her…
And again, after a few seconds, I lift my head. Saya staring at me with a visibly bated breath.
"T, that one didn't count." She speaks up with a whiny voice.
"Is that so?" I ask.
"It's supposed to be my payment. I wanted to be on top…" Saya whines as she glances away from me with a slight pout.
"Too late. That's what I had, that's what you get…" I respond as I poke her cheek.
Saya just lets out a displeased whine as she keeps looking away.
"F, fine…" She adds with the same whiny tone.
"Can you get off me now? We need to go downstairs…" She adds...
"Uhh, yeah sure." I respond, and move to get off her…
And, in retrospect. I should have expected this. But, yea. Let's just say that I was not really thinking right now. And as I was about halfway off her, Saya quickly springed up and 'bumped' into me. Causing me to lose my balance and end up with my back on the bed, Saya now on top of me. As in, sprawled completely on top of me…
"...Really now?" I ask as I lift my head to look down at her. She just kept blinking at me as she kept her chin on my chest.
"I said I wanted to be on top." She responds without moving her head.
She then slid up until her face was over mine. And, as she closed her eyes and she started to lower her head…
"Hey, are you two ready? We really need to go." A female voice speaks up from the other side of the door…
Saya stops lowering her head. And with her eyes still closed, one of her eyebrows started to twitch.
"Muuughhh! Yes one second!" She shouts as she slams her legs on the bed. She then lets out a long sigh as she lowers her head to my collar bone…
"Not fair. My moment is ruined now…" She whines as she keeps her head lowered.
" And that means that you still owe me one now." She adds as she lifts her head, then finally gets off me, and then off the bed. Quickly walking up to her jacket and shoes.
(...Ok, it definitely did not take her 'too long' before she started acting like herself again…)
I also get up, then head to wear my boots.
(Jacket, gun, vest and mask, are in the other room.)
"I'll head to my room to get my other stuff." I say as I glance at Saya, she just nods at me.
And so, I open the door. Only to come face to face with Saeko. My jacket folded in her arms, and on top of it, the vest, mask and Scar-H.
"I, hope you do not mind. I took the liberty of bringing these to you." Saeko speaks up as she shows me my stuff.
(... I'm, never going to stop feeling guilty every time something like this happens, am I?…)
"No, I was actually about to get them. So, thank you." I respond as I take the things. Saeko just smiles at me as she tilts her head slightly.
With that, I get 'dressed' on the spot. And by the time I was done, so was Saya.
"Let's go?" I ask as I look at Saeko, then at Saya. And with a small nod, the three of us started going down the stairs…
"Wonder what Papa wants from us…" Saya asks a 'question' that obviously nobody around could answer.
And, after a few minutes of going down the stairs...
"Oh and. It's still, 'my' day is it not?" Saya 'asks' as she gets closer to me, then grabs my arm and hugs it, effectively shoving it between her chest. And, seeing how she was constantly glancing at Saeko with a smirk. I think I had a pretty good idea 'what' she was trying to do.
"Saya, I would like that you refrain from trying to make 'somebody' upset on purpose..." I glance at the pinkette as I speak up. She just frowns, and lets go of my arm with a pout…
"Hum. Another guy would 'beg' that I don't let go of their arm." Saya whispers with the same pout.
(...Did, she just pull the 'another guy would' on me?)
"Well. Since I know that leading you both at the same times is not a 'nice' thing to do. If you 'do' find somebody that you prefer over me. Then I promise not to be 'too' salty about it." I respond as I keep looking down the stairs. Saya just turns to look at me with a stupefied expression.
"I would also do my very best to support that decision, should you make it." Saeko adds as she leans her body forward in order to look at Saya, a smile on her face.
"H, hum. Why don't 'you' find somebody else instead? I'm sure that compared to this idiot, there are people out there that match your 'style' way more." Saya replies with a sarcastic quip.
(The what now?)
"With that line of thinking. Won't you be able to find somebody matching your standing more as well? I mean, Naier is just a measly peasant compared to you." Saeko responds as she narrows her eyes slightly, the smile still on her face.
(...Peasant? What? Uhh, now they're just dishing me…)
"But you ain't much of a peasant yourself Saeko. You ARE a Bushijima after all. Your father is pretty well known." Saya replies…
(...They're, not wrong though. Compared to me, they 'are' royalty…)
"In other words, you're both way outa my league. Maybe, I should do as a peasant does, and hang with other peasants, like Hito…"
"No." Both of them cut me off at about the same time…
(...And now they're just ganging up on me…)
"Then how about you stop throwing jabs at each?" I 'ask'.
"And I wonder who's fault is that in the first place." Saya answers as she narrows her eyes at me.
"Fine, then throw jabs at me. Just stop trying to claw each other out. It'll be less painful." I say as I turn to glance at her. She just stares at me for a few seconds, before turning to look ahead with a slight huff.
"Smooth talking idiot…" She mumbles as she pouts.
"Hmmm, so I can 'Jab' you if I want to?" Saeko 'asks'...
(...Why do I suddenly feel like I'm in danger?...)
"L, let's just go to the bottom floor…" I respond, deciding not to answer Saeko's question. Instead, I just picked up the pace while going down the stairs, Saeko letting out a small giggle in response...
It didn't take too long after that, until we reached the bottom floor…
"Looks like we are not too late." I say as I look at a large group of Souichiro's men that were already waiting inside the entrance room. The man himself was also there, along with his wife, aka Saya's mother…
The moment Saya spotted her dad, she trotted up to him, me and Saeko following behind.
"Papa? What's going on?" She asks after he also turned to look at her.
"The airport has been secured, we're moving most of our forces there. This building will now act as an outpost for when teams will be moving deeper inland." Souichiro responds, then turns to look at me.
"I hope you managed to rest. The army has sent reinforcements here, meaning that break time is over." He adds as he folds his arms.
"Follow me, I will explain what is what while we head to the airport." He motions with his hand as he turns around. And after he exited the building, he went straight towards a black four doored jeep. Not unlike the ones that he used when he went to the power station before the emp blast.
Yuriko entered the driver's seat, Saya the front passengers, I Souichiro and Saeko entered the back seats. With me in the middle, Saeko to my right, and the big boss man to my left. Why he decided to sit back and Saya to the front, I don't know. I don't 'want' to know.
And after Saya's mother started the car and began driving towards the airport, Souichiro spoke up.
"There are two main points we need to talk about. One, is about to happen now. The second one, is going to happen when it is." He said with a stern voice as he spoke up.
(Oh great, now we're getting multi-sectioned quests too...)
"First, a team will soon scout the surrounding location via helicopter. Now that we have a foothold on the mainland, we need to know the points of interest that will help us. Nearby army checkpoints, the condition of the nearby power plants, hospitals, gas stations, and easily defendable locations. Things that we can use to progress forward. As right now, this airport is the only real base we have." Souichiro closes his eyes as he keeps speaking.
"Naier, didn't the empty island we found have an underwater tunnel that connected to the mainland? The one that you 'blew up'?" Saeko asks, Souichiro turning to look at her.
"Hmm, yea. But I don't know if cleaning all the rubble there is possible without heavy machinery." I add, then turn to Souichiro.
"As Saeko mentioned. We found an island that was spared from the emp. I don't know if it has anything of use, as all we found there was a small hut. It 'might' have something important, like a communication tower or something as we didn't get to explore all of it. Also, the underground tunnel, but as she mentioned, it's caved in." I add as I keep looking at Saya's dad. Who after thinking for a few seconds, nodded.
"Very well, if you know the location. On your return, guide the pilot to pass over the island. If it proves to be worth the effort, then we will act from there." Souichiro responds.
(So, just flying around in a heli. Could be worse...)
"Now the second thing I will need you for. Is being a lookout." He adds...
(...whut?)
Seeing that I didn't respond, he continued...
"The mercenaries you mentioned. Apparently they have been 'active' ever since the outbreak started. One of the new generals that arrived informed me that he also had a couple of his outposts 'go dark' because of 'heavily armed foreigners'. " Souichiro turns to look towards the front windshield. The airport's field slowly becoming visible, along with three military transport planes sprawled across said field.
(Huh, I saw only 'one' plane land. And that, is...)
Deeper into the ocean, a single aircraft carrier. Helicopters flying from, and to it.
(And that explains why I kept seeing them rocket mounted mosquitoes…)
"You and a team of your choice will be keeping a lookout from a boat in open water, we will be joining the rest of the military in an operation to flush the mercenaries out. You will be one of the lookouts at the main dock. That operation, as I said, will happen when it happens." Souichiro just kept speaking while I was looking at the 'toys' the army reinforcements brought along with them...
"Any questions?" He then asks.
"Why don't we just drive a tank around and blow everything to bits?" I 'ask' as I turn to him.
"Because one, we don't have any tanks, or heavy infantry weapons for that matter. Second, a lot of the infected are inside buildings. Buildings that we need intact. The more damage we cause to the already unsteady infrastructure of the city, the harder it will be to recover if something goes wrong down the road." Souichiro answers with a serious expression.
(I was half-joking. But uhh. I guess that's an answer…)
"I, have never been in a helicopter before…" Saeko then speaks up.
"I'll have to disappoint you Busujima. Naier will be going by himself. The helicopter is already full." Souichiro responds, causing both Saeko and Saya to turn and stare at him…
"Then why are you sending him and not somebody else?" Saya asks. Though it felt more than a complaint rather than a question.
"Some members of the recon team asked me to send him." He responds flatly…
(...Who, did what now? The only people I worked with here are...oh, boy…)
As if she was thinking the same thing I was, Saya turned to stare at me, puffing her cheeks slightly as she narrowed her eyes.
"And, Busujima. There's something else you need to know." Souichiro then turns to look at Saeko.
"Your father is here." He adds plainly...
(...WHUT?)
"My, father?" Saeko asks as she blinks blankly at Souichiro.
"Yes, from what he told me, one of the people in the overseas self-defense conference he was at was a military official. He returned with him." Souichiro responds...
(Saeko's, dad? Uhhh. How fast can I get into that helli and fly to the other side of the continent?…)
"Is he at the airport right now?" Saeko asks back.
"Yes, he will be waiting for us by the helicopter." Souichiro answers…
(...Is this a good time to freak out? I want to freak out. Can I freak out? I'm gonna freak out...)
I just, kept staring straight ahead through the windshield…
Untill, I felt something squeezing my right hand. Turning to it, I see Saeko's hand, and Saeko herself, staring at me.
"If it would not be too much trouble. Could I ask that you let me introduce you to him before you go?" She asks with a calm, soft tone…
"Sure…" I respond with the most deadpan tone I could muster, keeping my head straight towards the windshield. Not even daring to look to my left, where Souichiro was sitting at…
Saya on the other hand, was staring at me with a shit-eating grin...
(...Ohhh grinning aren't we? I should have slapped your damn ass when I had the chance…)
"Oh, papa, can I ask you something?" Saya then turns to look towards her father.
"Can I stay at the receiving end of the comms? I want to note down the information Naier will find." She asks right after. Souichiro turns to look at his daughter, then nods.
And so, Saya's mother drove down the field, towards the communications tower…
Until. I could see a Black hawk type helicopter appearing behind the tower itself, rotors already spinning. Next to that helicopter. Rika, the red armband dude, and three soldiers that I could not recall meeting. Most important of all though…
A man in a black kimono, the Haori jacket and Hakama he was wearing over it proving that he was of 'high' social standing…
Once we got close, the car stopped. And the moment we opened the door, the muffled sound of the chopper's blades I was hearing up until now, got cracked up to eleven. Not that it mattered though…
As now that we were closer, I could make out the man's features. Gray hair that he had tied up to a small braid behind his head, a couple of visible wrinkles on his angular face. Along with a set of two, relatively thick eyebrows, followed by an even thicker mustache...
(IT'S FRIGGING SILVER-FANG FROM ONE PUNCH MAN?! But with longer hair. BUT IT'S FRIGGING SILVER-FANG FROM ONE PUNCH MAN?! Ohhh man, I'm so fucking dead...)
I could not really see if the guy was actually ripped or not because of the clothing. But, even from his stance. I could see that the guy was not just a flimsy old dude.
"Father…" Saeko then walks up to the man, and makes a deep bow…
"It lightens my heart to see that you are still alive and well, Saeko." The old man replies, his face not showing any change in emotion.
"Thank you father. I am glad to see that you are safe as well." Saeko replies as she lifts herself from her bow.
(...Damn, that was, stiff as hell…)
Saeko's father then turns to look towards Souichiro. Who, upon seeing that the old man was looking at him, bowed.
"Mister Takagi, don't let me hold you. I expect you must have a lot on your shoulders right now." Souichiro lifts himself and nods, then turns to walk towards the tower. His wife following behind him.
"Saya. You wanted to be on the other side of communications. Then Come." He says as he glances towards his daughter.
"Y, yes!" Saya answers back loudly as she quickly trots towards her father, all three of them turning to continue towards the comms tower.
In other words. It was now Saeko, her father, and me. With me being a little further off...
"And you are?" Saeko's father asks as he turns his sight to me. Probably because I was the only one left around, and was still standing there like a fucking idiot...
"Ah, father…" Saeko then turns to me, and starts staring at me. I let out a small, silent sigh, and walked up next to her.
(I feel like I'm about to get executed.)
"This is Naier Sepfier. He is the man that led us, after this whole situation began. It is only thanks to him, that I am still alive today." She then speaks again, throwing a short glance towards me.
(Huuuuhhhhh, no pressure. Also, didn't Takashi 'lead' us up to the point of the split?…)
The old man turns to stare at me for a few seconds.
"I see." And then, bows?...
"Thank you for taking care of my daughter in my absence." He responds as he lifts himself back to a normal posture. He then glances at the people by the helicopter, who were all looking toward us...
"But it would seem that there are people waiting for you. You should go." Saeko's father keeps looking at the helicopter before looking back at me.
"You can tell me what you want when it's just the two of us, can you not?" He then asks as he turns toward his daughter.
"Of course." Saeko replies as she nods, before turning to look at me.
"I will wait until you return. Be careful." She adds as she keeps gazing at me. I just nod slightly before turning to leave...
(I just got out of this, without saying a single word…)
The moment the people by the helicopter saw me running towards them, they started getting on the Black hawk. With me also entering the main cabin shortly after, sitting on the seat by the edge, as all the other ones were already taken.
"Why every time I see you, you're around some scary people?" Rika 'asks' as she laughs lightly through her nose.
"Were all in, let's go!" One of the 'new' soldiers shouts. The pilots, who were looking towards the main cabin, nod and turn to focus on, you know, flying…
And as the helicopter started to rise. Causing Saeko's hair to flutter widely behind her. I raised my hand, slightly waving at her. She responded by doing the same, before lowering her hand a few seconds later, her sight still locked towards me as she started to become smaller and smaller. Until, the helicopter tilted forward, and the airport slowly got taken over by a smoking city.
"Hey, here." Rika then extended her arm towards me, a headset in her hand. I nod, and take it.
(Uhhhh, ok so. Saeko's dad, is fucking Silver Fang. Let's just hope he can't 'Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist' too. Or I'm gonna have more chances surviving if I just jump off the heli right here and now. Without a parachute)