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154.
The electric train to Noihara almost does not rattle the wheels — the notorious "tydy-tydy-tydy" is provided by the rail joints if they are bolted — and in Japan all rails have already been replaced with all-welded ones... Well, except for the arrows and the sidings. The train to our "urban settlement" takes more than two hours, mainly because it drags along "with all stops" — the express trains at Noihara station do not stop...
Why am I going to the ancestral home, wasting my only day off? Yes, because of these two "lovebirds" who suddenly wanted to arrange a "honeymoon"! Yes, yes, I'm talking about Pachi and Haruhi! No, guys, I'm really happy for you — you figured out your relationship, went and got married... but it's necessary to warn! I didn't have time to prepare a gift, nothing!
However, a couple of answers to the question "guys, what do you want?" she asked "that no one bother us for two weeks." This is relevant, especially considering that Shinji the Hawk-Nosed's Haruhi is actually the personal secretary for Squad affairs on the part of the "official" patrol: he oversees issues and problems around the neighborhood, keeps in touch with the local police, and works with "remote pilots" — they've already written about our quadcopter aircraft in a couple of local newspapers. By the way, squares are a really good way to inject a fresh stream into the fight against "drunkenness, sloppiness, extravagance" — especially when some drunks felt what it was like to be a "star" of YouTube! We just need to do something with the batteries — two hours and forty minutes is how long the battery lives with an average number of maneuvers. It's also cold now — they discharge faster. Considering that the "stool" flies at a speed of about 10 kilometers per hour... But I digress. In general, a monster and a handsome man... It wasn't my idea, it's local folklore, honestly!.. In short, a couple wanted a "vacation in nature," and I decided to arrange one for them. Moreover, the need to brainwash Kaya again has clearly come — I would also be bored out of my mind, sitting on my ass in exactly the same place for such a long time. So...
"Kaya, this is for you!"
"Eh?" Zashiki-varashi was confused when I unloaded a decent-sized bag at her feet. "What's that?"
"Beautiful winter clothes," I began to list, "shoes, some jewelry, and a concealing amulet. Get ready, I have to catch the evening train. You should also instruct our Octopus so that he doesn't change anything important in the kitchen when you get back.
"All of a sudden?!"
"That's right!"
In fact, I knew perfectly well that the poor brownie was already sick of sitting alone — first of all, we talked on the phone at least once a week (my estate! And I want to know if everything is fine there!), and secondly, even though the basement of the house is full of canned food for several years ahead, it occurred to me in time to provide the brownie with normal food. Which, as I understand it, played into Dofu's hands: our white yokai postman has a rather specific black humor, and she didn't miss the opportunity to show Kaya the "I'm sick of eating for you" scene. Oh my God, and here the intrigues are out of the blue: even when there is no special hierarchy, reasonable individuals always find something to spoil each other's mood in the order measured by the appropriate authorities or just to make life more fun... It's good that the brownie girl is "as simple as three kopecks" and doesn't understand "subtle hints" — grandpa did his best...
Interestingly, now Zashiki-varashi, when I give a direct, unambiguous order, does it first and only then begins to ask: the habit of explaining EVERYTHING to students from another world if they want to know something from you makes the girl's not very powerful brains strain a lot, and a couple of times "why would I do that" already I developed a conditioned reflex in the girl. In general, leaving the happy newlyweds on the farm with a request to keep an eye not only on the house, but also on the surroundings, I, accompanied by yokai, went back to the station. There's a couple of hours for everything, and I won't even be home too late. No one gave me holidays anyway, and I've already scored so many passes that so far it's only because of the principal that the teachers' dissatisfaction has not resulted in comments and bad grades... And because everyone knows why the salary from the moment the university curator's badge appeared above the doors of the main entrance is somewhat different from the "ordinary municipal" one. The funniest thing would be if a municipal school in the work district got the same badge: After giving Taizo a good brainwash on the topic "the future must be done in the present," I finally forced him to push the drone patrol project as his idea, no matter how much he resisted. No, but what about it? I'm already in business — 3D printers are still "my" topic. Now, several graduate students, a couple of graduate students, and even one serious teacher who decided to implement his ideas in the sandbox are "sitting" on the air patrol topic — even the Polytechnic University does not have enough money for field tests of "roboaviation.".. and pilots should also be paid a salary. And half of the Society's pilots are already from the local school, and the Taizo Aviation Design and Modeling Club helped the locals organize it.
Speaking of Uni. Just the day before yesterday, Taizo and I, after finishing a course of public lectures, were among those who "excelled" in mastering knowledge, and were signed up as something like "freelance students." Of course, this is a formal reason to give a virtually free pass to the buildings of the institution and permission to attend educational lectures and laboratory classes — with additional permission from each department, of course. It's not that I have a lot of time for this, but, for example, it's quite possible to have time for evening classes after school... I was also "caught" at the department by those two undergraduate laboratory assistants with whom Yu was making the website, and demanded that I bring "all these girls of mine" to open lectures next year — the girls from my directorate are really noticeable and "fighting", and they appear regularly in the hangars of the Society.
"The harem..." Yeah. I was far from thinking that "I'm going to choose one of the flower beds and I'm going to date." Honestly, I didn't really think about it at all: it wasn't up to that, and the age wasn't the same yet. However, recently there have been "bells". No, I'm used to the fact that one of the "directors" of the still virtual A-Ko Group is constantly hanging around me — our affairs are now too tightly tied to personal initiative, and the girls still don't have my experience in solving cases in a stream (but they successfully adopt). I just didn't think about how others would perceive it: we go to school, and there are ordinary children there... Although, damn, no. Unusual ones. When half of the senior grades of a junior school are more or less involved in activities derived from the initiatives of the school Physics club or its "affiliated" clubs, schoolchildren very quickly cease to be "ordinary". Tested! No, it's not that noticeable outwardly — but if you listen! The speech is more correct. The clarity of asking questions and finding a rational answer is not typical for children in any case, from the question "why is the sky blue" to "how to wash dishes properly". Clearer cooperation in work. Even the style of movement is changing — the characteristic "tossing" in gestures disappears when a child is torn by opposing feelings and cannot distinguish one of them, and instead a more stingy, restrained and systematic gesticulation appears... Hiroe, I believe in this matter. I wonder what the school psychologist thinks? However, after the psychologist's outburst from the Committee, the trust in the professional opinion of this fraternity in our school dropped somewhat, and she herself seems to be a sane woman and will not arrange "Ah, something is wrong with the children!"just to earn a bonus from the management. Again— the director...
Oh yes, I digress! Besides the "physicists," there were still "normal" children at school — and so my "escorting" one of the girls at first caused silly jokes, yes, and the word "harem" came up... Especially when the five of us are doing something: going to the dining room, or in the club room to "eat," or for once to sort out homework with an assignment on "classical Japanese culture," which is the only thing I "swim in." Children are curious creatures, and they don't have the tact of Japanese adults yet. However, it could be dangerous to talk — Hiroe and Yu could respond in such a way that it would not seem enough, the guys generally bypass Shizuka in an arc, and Rinko — she can even hit! However, he always apologizes after that... but after, in the heat of an argument in the gym, she broke off the crossbar from the Swedish wall with her bare hand, the debaters somehow immediately abruptly decreased. In general, the jokes gradually stopped, and if I received veiled envy from the "non-physicists" guys, or a slightly condescending "talking to girls, is it a Real Man's Friendship?", then more socially mature classmates began to try to find out what it was about me that was "special." With all the naivety of his years, of course, but sometimes it's annoying... And not me! No, my "directors" understand everything, but... as Mizuchi told me, "it's a possessive instinct, you know." Damn it! I didn't have even close to such an experience "there", it remains just to surreptitiously observe and "wind up on the mind." I wonder what will happen next when we all grow up a bit...
..Before getting to the train with Kaya, we walked decorously "arm in arm" — I got the impression that zashiki-varashi was simply afraid of getting lost as soon as we left the boundaries of my land. And the brownie was a little shy about her clothes — she collected and bought a set of things at Hiroe's request (I use specialists everywhere, if there are any!), and in her interpretation, the girl suddenly turned from a provincial with a slightly loose interpretation of moral norms (Grandpa, the answer to the question of why your actual pupil walks with a hem two palms long is, let's just say, quite understandable to me. And that's how you explained it to Grandma, I'm curious!) She looks like a high school student on vacation. A little naive and enthusiastic, but definitely not a "village". All that remains is to take her to the hairdresser... and forbid the Envelope to even look at scissors as a haircut tool!
If you think that I took Kaya to the city just as a "Christmas present", you are mistaken. The gift will be different: I promised the brownie to look for a Cat. A promise must be kept. I transferred the list of Amakawa real estate from the bank to the form of maps from the Land Registry... and with some surprise, I discovered that the clan, represented by my grandfather and parents, owned several pieces of mountainous territory — without settlements, without buildings-without anything at all. And the places are like this — Tengu will break his leg. And — that's the joy, one of the places is located very close to the Kuzaki Springs Hotel. Something tells me that it is there that the source or sources of natural mana are located, from which the yokai of the lowest levels are born from the corresponding element — those very "lights". I wonder if I ask Kouji-san for a map of the Sources and a map of the clan lands, will there be a 100% match or not? However, it's not interesting yet. I included the brownie in the "vacationers" not to show that we are "really looking for" — it's just that this is the only creature that has seen the "laboratory" from the outside — I'm afraid visual vision may not be enough to search ten square kilometers in the mountains in a few days — the ancestors did not spend money buying the territory..
Unfortunately, I didn't have to persuade Rinko's parents to take another teenager — Yu is vacationing without us this year. The entire Shimomuro family will be celebrating Christmas at a resort in Manila — dad, an engineer, has closed some major project, and the family was rewarded with a trip for four. Yu, however, even thought about refusing, but we all persuaded her: the warm sea, palm trees, and no winter. When Hiroe casually blurted out, "I've never been to the Philippines, I've been to Miami, I've been to Australia, but I'm not here..." — the issue has been finally resolved... and I made a note to myself, as soon as I get my high school diploma, I will definitely go to a tropical resort for a vacation. I want to go to Miami too! Judging by Rinko's face, our thoughts were quite the same. In the meantime, let's enjoy what we have... and it combines business with pleasure.
I wasn't very sure what I would find in the Himari laboratory of the clan, but I am sure that I will find something important, and very much so. Recordings! Let it not be textbooks, let it be lab magazines — at least something. Tired of poking around like a blind kitten! On the other hand, an empty camouflaged laboratory is a very convenient place to hide. After all, the cat is almost the clan's brand, and the number of yokai willing to put the "traitor" on the cat's ribbons is quite large — especially while she cannot act as a bundle of "shock unit — mage Amakawa" due to the absence of the latter. Even if the Cat didn't stay in the lab, it was highly likely that she could have left her notebooks there. Or else, my officially dead grandfather could be there, and the cat is guarding him. Who knows why he couldn't teach his beloved grandson in the canon in this case — maybe he died the day before Yuto's sixteenth birthday, or something else, but a living carrier of knowledge would be a great bonus. However, he might try to do something else to me: it's a decent risk... but still, the probability that Gennosuke is alive is not very high. Much less than just finding a completely empty lab... or looted. By the way, the funny thing is that I might not find it — my family had several plots in the mountains... or it can simply be disguised even from a carrier of "ferry vision".
I must admit that Hiroe's idea of taking a break from Takamiya turned out to be very timely — let the vassals from different groups feel on their precious skin what it costs me to restrain their mutual temperament! Otherwise, Tengu and some of the students moved to our city just ten days ago... And it started! "They don't go on patrol properly, here I am, the Third Disciple of Smashing-sama, an intelligence specialist!"Amakawa-sama, where did you recruit that uncultured bumpkin! They stare at skirts and windows more than they look at the surroundings!!!". "Amakawa-san, good afternoon. This is Kouji. Sorry to bother you, but my colleague has a problem. No, not an attack, not even magic. It's just that when he leaves our hotel, guano immediately falls on him. The crows. Well, that's just a coincidence. Yes, this is the fourth day in a row. I just thought maybe one of your vassals might have some questions for the Committee... a personal plan, so to speak. Yes, he served in the Tayama area. Thank you very much, Amakawa-san." Little things, just little things... But they're so fucked up! And what intrigues the mixed patrols are weaving among themselves, so that Ginko would go on the night shift with this one of the three groups — it's just an extravaganza! No, it's not so important for the "old" squad members, whom I have "promoted" to "lieutenants" together, their task is to lead the group carefully and without glare... But the young fools from the Raven school are something! And it's useless to explain that a wolf's miniskirt is a form of clothing tied to physiology: or you'll have to make a slit for the tail, I don't even know which is worse... Kami-sama! It's a good thing that the old dojo was rented for Tengugumi (for twenty-five years! It's good that we finally transferred the money from the contract to clean up the water area on the outskirts of Takamiya: otherwise, I do not know how we would have been able to keep the young and reckless students of the old raven in one place... As it was, everyone who was too free from training or patrolling immediately had work to do: plaster the walls or sweep the floor there... with a crowbar. The walls of the martial arts and kendo school for youkai suffered with a steady regularity. If only Smashing hadn't already managed to teach some assholes how to remotely control birds...
I also became an official student of Tengu. That's it! The wise old raven (I'm not being sarcastic!) found a great form of suzerain control... I liked her even more than he did. With a single step, the man put himself in the position of my first adviser on "yokai affairs," which greatly calmed Kashi, who had recently been too busy with the "white" side of our joint business and the Squad. The burly swordsman and the Corpse Eater worked together very quickly — their views on life in general and on the organization of it within the framework of the conditions of the city largely coincided... but Raven thought about these questions ten times longer! And I came up with many working concepts — only no one with Amakawa's ability was at hand. However, it cannot be said that I have not tried Tengu at all...
"Amakawa-sama, I want you to be my first student... And don't make those eyes! I've thought it over, and you'll understand all the advantages— look..."
"..And I also want to correct my mistake and repay the debt. A mistake I made half a thousand years ago, and a debt I couldn't have paid any other way. I've already had one... the first student. Once upon a time, I recaptured it from a pack of creatures... quite intelligent creatures, I must say. A yokai who hates yokai... His name was Shuten. Oh, I see you know that name. Yes, the same Shuten that was defeated by your ancestor. I was literally a hundred steps away when he was executed... I thought maybe, at least before his death, the student who was taught by Smashing himself would wake up in him. In vain. Only hatred was in his eyes. He was exhausted, he was poisoned, he was dying... he didn't even see me — there was only blood in front of his eyes: madness had defeated him. Do you know what that Amakawa, your ancestor, said? "I am not executing the spirit, because the animals do not deserve to be executed, they are killed while hunting. I will execute the ruler, for he who rules only for the sake of power and blood is unworthy of a duel." By that time, the student had his own castle and his own lands. Eighteen people made seppuku after his death... but this is only the tip of the pyramid of skulls erected by him during his reign. And in the castle, I found a "retention star" tuned to me. Your ancestor kindly defused the traps, but the traces remained... He was waiting for me, and I was literally twenty-four hours late... You want to follow the path of peace, but I want my First Student to become stronger than the teacher... with my soul.
In total, Tengu had forty-three yokai in his squad with a level not lower than B. Such a small detachment on the march dispersed all the small evil spirits from the vicinity of the city — and, I think, made those of the intelligent spirits who had already looked at the "orphan" city think — such a strong detachment proceeded to Takamiya... and disappeared from perception. Had they been hacked out by vicious but well-disguised exorcists? Naturally, we gave the Tengu students the amulets, but "the men don't know." We performed the Oath-taking ritual in the new home of this peculiar community. The name "Tengugumi", which I started from a "big" mind, stuck to the dojo to death — as well as to a group of yokai students who doted on their teacher. Students, heh! The second student is aha, with a capital letter, there are only four of them, such a "privileged group of the best." The Striker no longer had the first one after the last unsuccessful attempt. So, Raven's second student has been "learning" from him for almost four hundred and fifty years. No, you can officially graduate — no one holds you by the scruff of the neck, but school is considered finished only if the student surpasses the teacher, and before that, even further than crawling across the sea to China on all fours. It must have been funny — first I take the oath to Tengu, and then he accepts me as a disciple. Everything is grown-up — with pretentious speeches and a beautiful belt tie to my "weekend" kimono. The Smashing brute didn't even think to warn his students that they were joining the Amakawa service — they were in such a stupor! And when they took me for the First time, there was a general jaw drop and almost fainting. Of course, I warned Tengu in advance that I was unlikely to make any progress in fencing — and there was simply no time to pump up the "physical training", but the old man promised to make a training schedule "for an hour a day" specifically "for a magician" — purely on muscle amuletization and acceleration of the central nervous system and with an emphasis not on punches and "cold", but for touching with your hand.
Touch, yes. I don't know if the Fourth One didn't trust his teacher, or if he was just "the smartest one," but his oath turned out to be insincere. I felt it, but... There was nothing he could do anymore — under my hand, yokai suddenly shuddered, then abruptly arched up with empty eyes... and he fell. A half-growl, half-moan, hanging, it seems, independently of the throat that vomited it out, and a body without a drop of reason in its eyes, rolling on the ground trampled by many generations of dojo owners... It seems that the rollback from the destruction affected not only the vestibular apparatus — there was also a problem with coordination of movements, the body changed jerkily, turning from a human form into a grotesque anthropomorph with an elongated muzzle. And Tengu, with one swing of his sword, ending the doomed man's life path. Judging by the encouraging smile and inviting wave towards the deathly pale Fifth, the Warrior Teacher suspected something like this... or he just suspected all the students a little bit, having once been burned by Shuten's betrayal. Well, yes, since the Ferry "holds" the promise made to me as part of the oath, it automatically holds the student's oath to the teacher. As expected from a spirit with a thousand years of experience. I did not ask how Tengu learned such details about the work of the "Changing Light". Needless to say, after that, the dojo students had no more questions about the number "one" for me?
By the way, the Tengugumi Dojo was the first building that I protected from mana leaks with "volumetric" stationary amulets. I had to struggle to reach the "sphere" of ten meters — the amulets turned out to be the size of a sheet of cardboard, and for the first time I had to make them myself in the form of a three-dimensional wooden lattice. What a sight, I must admit! Moreover, they had to be hung on cables at regular intervals over an open courtyard — and then my first vassals showed their class: it was not for nothing that they worked hard for the municipality for several months! As the Hawk-Nosed Man said, you can call the city reception: the art object is "a network with cells of fifteen meters, at the nodes of which are wooden ornaments in the style of cubism." You can become an officially mentioned landmark in a tourist guide. A joke! More precisely, I hope it's a joke...
The hawk-nosed man had every right to "joke" like that — Shinji's group had recently received a contract for the installation of monuments and a week of fuck. She put a lot of effort into making super-smooth foundations and learning how to glue granite tiles onto concrete so that it looked like a stone monolith. So we picked up a few words from one of the architects of the city administration. But this joke made me think: why would I make personal amulets that protect only spirits and spend a lot of resources on catching "everyday troubles"? It's enough to protect the city, and the problem with the D-class will be solved — just screw on top of the disguise and also fix the withdrawal of power and the alarm, at the same time I'll finish the signal card. However, it will be difficult to hide such a design if some "outsider" magician arrives... and I will have to reveal my real capabilities to Sugowara-san. However, he most likely guesses... or he'll figure it out soon enough. I'll think about it during the holidays... fortunately, they have almost begun. Less than a week!..
...The train we took from Noihara enters Takamiya on a high trestle along the slopes of the hills — there is a lake below and a city in front of it: both of them reach the horizon! Kaya, whom I let go to the window, dozed off on my shoulder, rocked by the unaccustomed smooth running of the carriages, immediately woke up and stuck her nose to the glass. There was a reason: twilight, the dark mirror of the lake... the orange-lilac glow of city lights is reflected in the clouds, blocks of low-rise buildings surround a small "city" of high-rise buildings and skyscrapers. Lights and advertisements are on, cars are like fireflies running through the main streets in an endless ribbon...
"Is this where you live?" the immediate brownie pointed her finger in the direction of the skyscrapers.
"You're wrong." I gently pushed the girl away from the window and, seeing some disappointment in her eyes, I smiled. "If you're asking about the house where I sleep and spend part of my time, it's in the private sector... but you can't live in a city in a specific place. If you live in a city, then you live everywhere."
And I gestured broadly at the slowly shifting panorama. Kaya nodded seriously.
155.
The hangar of the office of the Mutual Assistance Unit was decorated from the inside with ribbons and tinsel, paper garlands with hearts, paper snowflakes and a couple of garlands with light bulbs. However, all this was hung up so haphazardly, as if a chaos breakthrough was expected in the near future and the authorized representative of the Warp needed to be met in a warm and friendly atmosphere. I thought in passing that in this case the hearts should be replaced with blades for grinders on a metal cable, in order to avoid any wrong representative.
We came to the party as a whole "director's" team — the only thing missing was Yu, who flew away last night. Even Hiroe managed to persuade her mother not to drag her to the Committee's corporate Christmas party this year. However, we didn't hang out much with the local proletariat and classmates with Taizo — we just noted that we had been, drank some pseudo-champagne (lemonade, but in "festive" bottles) and carefully cut down, leaving Kashi to keep order. However, Haruhi was temporarily neutralized, which meant that there was no danger of pranks like walking along fences wearing diving masks and carrying torches. We decided to celebrate this strange but very popular holiday at my house. Firstly, you can make a mess there, and it won't hurt anyone's feelings, and secondly, the issue of a subsequent overnight stay was resolved in the usual way: two are already at home, and two more just need to cross the road.
They were waiting for us at home too — it happened "by accident", but now three of the four yokai who remained from the "old" Amakawa clan are gathered here. In a way, it's even symbolic! They didn't understand the meaning of the holiday either, but they were all for it. After tasting Shizuki's cooking in the "normal day" mode, they were just eager to celebrate anything as long as she cooked! Even zashiki-varashi appreciated it — the snake was now the culinary god and the No 1 authority for her. We've been dragging Kai around a lot in recent days — the girls to the shops and cafes, I to the Amusement Park (while all the other losers were taking the semester test in physics, muahaha!), slot machines and movies. At the same time, they finally bought a cell phone and taught them how to use a laptop — in the latter, she was kind enough to put her pens to her face, demonstrating an amazing result for Kai in a few days.
They started celebrating before twelve — the tailed one had to go on duty, and the wolf flatly refused to wait until morning to try the stuffed turkey. Mnyam! I totally understand her! The turkey occupied Ginko's taste buds so much that I even avoided a nightly cuddling session — that's what, and she never gets tired of the process of squeezing me. I even began to think that this was a karmic response for my life "there", where I was just as mercilessly clutching my gray striped cat. Kote stoically endured my attacks, in retaliation, not even letting anyone stroke him anymore, so now I stoically carried his covenant through life... And then midnight struck and we finally opened the real champagne — our supplier, Hiroe Kaname, once again brought some kind of elite bottle, which was drunk in five shots. Okay. And now, the gifts.
"So, I'm handing it over in order of seniority! Kaya, this is for you." It was easy to talk to the brownie while she was away, set up Internet distribution via Wi-Fi and handed the girl a laptop. Considering that my yokai had "learned the power of Google" and was now stuck on the Internet for hours, randomly wandering from article to wiki article and occasionally playing something flashy, she didn't need anything else to be happy. I even got a kiss on the cheek, after which Kaya stormed off to her room to play with the gift.
"Do, and this is for you." A small piece of paper. The most common thick paper, like a business card. And just a few lines: two groups of four digits, login, password. Win2008 is signed under the first group, and LnxDeb is signed under the second group. Kami-sama! It was the first time I saw an Envelope squeal and bounce!
There's a phone number for the hosting emergency service on the back. Backup once a day, I took the tariff when they store a YEAR of backups. Enjoy it!
Slightly calmed down, yokai smiled... And she kissed me on the cheek too! Her lips were cool, dry, and rough. It turns out that I love making gifts!
Dofu turned out to be more restrained and teleported away with her piece of paper only after I gave her permission... Well, at least that's something. And in the morning I will give Ginko a gift — an invitation to the "Gluttony contest" on meat dishes. If only she didn't burn herself senseless there, she'd have to send someone to keep an eye on it...
Great. Now there are those who I need, my "inner circle". Rinko, Hiroe, Shizuka! We have done a good job this year and together we have earned the best gift... by themselves. So to speak, if you are not Santa Claus to yourself, then no one will help you.
Catch it! I opened a thin leather folder (show-off, show-off!) And: one, two, three — he threw three bulky envelopes on the smooth surface of the table. And he took the fourth envelope for himself.
"What is this?" Listening incredulously to the rustling inside.
"Oh, nothing like that. It's just your percentage of the corporation's profits for this year."
"Ha, I was sure you'd do something like that." Hiroe smiled triumphantly.
"You also have a salary, but everyone's share is the same. While."
"Er-er-er," Kuzaki's eyes grew bigger and bigger, "How many are there?!"
"Only two hundred thousand yen per nose. So that you don't strain yourself and count, it's five percent for working in Shiraki Bay."
"We were paid twenty million?!"
"Well, considering that we are the twenty-fifth company to undertake the cleanup", It's actually a small amount. "This is also taking into account the "environmental award", since we did not use blasting operations and did not damage the biocenosis of the bay..."
"This is the first time I've held such a lot of money in my hands! I don't even know what to do with them..."
"Trust me, girlfriend, you'll figure it out quickly!" Hiroe winked. "I can help you choose the right clothes, you know."
"Cami! I can't move away at all... What am I going to tell my parents?"
"There's paper in the envelope."
"Hmm", Hiroe looked at her envelope and delved into the bill. "A public award from the Mutual Aid Society. It makes sense how else to pay a minor... And how much did they charge for cashing out?"
"Fifteen percent... The robbers..."
"We need to look for our accountant, not feed outsourcers."
"You know, Hiroe, you've got your finger in the sky", I handed the short-haired girl my cell phone. SMS, in the sender's phone "Ageha". "Thank you for the gift, it turned out to be very relevant! * a winking smile * And I'm in a hurry to thank you. I've found a good accountant for your cheerful group. Really good stuff. The girl has a problem with the animal form, you will most likely be able to fix it with an "Oath". She agrees. I've scheduled her arrival in Takamiya for January fifth. P.S. You'll definitely like her! I guarantee it! * Smiley-kiss*"
"The bloodsucker is throwing kisses again. You must have a crush on her... soul. You know!" Shizuka has successfully completed the "read the message over the neighbor's shoulder" quest.
"Where?!" Rinko immediately jumped up from her chair and looked over her other shoulder. "That's a fanged beast!"
"Come on, don't be jealous. She knows where the fuck she is, and you're here, next to Yuto."
"That's right, you know. And if you're jealous, take it and kiss it yourself. On the lips. You know!"
"What are you talking about!" Not just red, the crimson Kuzaki was ready to sink through the ground. "Well, what's the big deal? A friendly kiss on the lips. Just touch it and that's it."
"It'll be chaste if you don't have a tongue, you know!" Our main "language specialist" made such an innocent face that it was with great difficulty that I did not burst out laughing. Rinko is suffering here, you can't laugh.
"I... I-a"
Rinko hesitated and blushed more and more, and as a preventive measure for apocalyptic shocks, I just walked around the table and pulled her to me. And he touched lips to lips. Click! Click! Two synchronous flashes. I never doubted you, my girlfriends! Rinko, realizing that she had also been photographed at such a piquant moment, hid her face with a squeak... on my chest. Click! Click!
"What a gorgeous compromat, my girlfriend!"
"Agree. And this empty bottle was successfully captured in the frame."
"There will be something to show her children — a drunk mom at the age of eleven is trying to seduce the head of the Amakawa clan. Unsuccessfu... lly.... However."
With an even more ultrasonic squeak, Kuzaki detached herself from me and... hid under the table! The three of us looked at each other, and I, restraining my hysterical laughter with the last of my strength, waved my hand at the stunned little bitches:
"Well? What are we standing for? Did you drive my "director" under the table? Now pull it out!"
The hardest part was not to start laughing when these two really got under the table for Rinko — oh my God, I couldn't resist and took a picture of it myself. And then I sent it to the cloud — while the three of them were screeching and taking away my mobile phone, I couldn't hold back anymore and started laughing hysterically! Rinko was the first to join me, and then the phenomenal idiocy of the situation reached the rest!
"Guys!" Hiroe stopped laughing first and now, even hiccupping a little, looked around at us triumphantly. "Now I definitely believe that we will "take over the world"!"
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