A/N: OK, I don't know why I wrote this but I did because it got stuck into my head; why don't you tell me what you think? I love OCs in case you haven't noticed because I simply can't screw with canon. Please let me know if you liked it or not ^^

This the new improved BETA'd version. Please enjoy! By the way, as it was brought to my attention by my beta reader, no, this is not an AoiXOga thing as a side pairing, I love both Hilda and Aoi so they'll share him here, too! And this starts right after they moved to St. Ishiyama thus Hilda isn't as of yet with them...but she'll be coming soon...


'Hey Aoi-nee-san…'

'Hum…?' Aoi was distracted and didn't really pay any attention to the person speaking to her; she was busy watching Oga and Furuichi speaking to one another all the way to the other side of the class. It was one of those rare times that Oga stayed in the classroom during recess.

I bet they are speaking about something very important right now… Aoi thought as a smile escaped her.

/At the other side of the room:

'…and then I kicked his balls! Ha-ha-ha!' said Oga triumphantly and laughed evilly at his own joke; the baby on his back looked at him adoringly while uttering a "babu" but Furuichi's eyes became empty again.

'You are a monster.' he stated. /

'Oi! Nee-san!'

'Eh?' Finally she realized someone was speaking to her; she turned towards the voice to her right, ashamed she'd been caught out of focus…or absolutely focused on Oga. 'Oh, what is it Nene?' she asked, feeling her cheeks burn a little.

Oh please, not again with that man! He just doesn't deserve nee-san, he doesn't; no matter how strong he is, he is always an uncivilized monster! Nene thought exasperated as she knew it was Oga who had been distracting her even without looking at the direction Aoi was gazing at with an almost dreamy expression on her face. Still, she let none of her discontent show as she knew he was important to Aoi –if she left the red tails leadership for him- and instead she hid the vein that popped out and continued with what she wanted to say from the beginning.

'I was only wondering…with the way things are now, how long do you think it will take for us to go back to school? I mean, normal school, with our own building and new class assignments.'

She sounded a bit disappointed with the way things were; she only wanted to go back to normal because this new status-quo didn't please her at all. Everyone would think of her as a brute -even if she was one of the few people who protected the women rights in their school- and was looking down on her. And as if that wasn't enough, the exact same thing was happening to Aoi-nee-san, too!

'I don't know Nene…it might even take us a year…-or maybe two!' she replied adding the last part in the end exited –as she had only just thought of something like that-, failing to notice the discomfort of her friend and former subordinate; Nene widened her eyes but then narrowed them again.

'Doesn't that sound more like wishful thinking to you, nee-san, the two years' time frame?' she muttered a bit darkly, realizing that in two years Aoi would be graduating and if those two years the class was like this then that meant Aoi could be with Oga all the while.

'Considering how the economy is doing recently I guess they'll wait before rebuilding our school as they have more important things to do than that with the state's money and I doubt if a private contractor will decide to undertake the project-it's too expensive to build and there's no profit as the school is public.'

It was Himekawa who'd said that, without even looking at them but instead typing away on his cell phone as he usually did. But of course it would be him; he is the one who will be inheriting his father's corporation when he grows older after all so it's no wonder he knows stuff like that. But why does he have to butt in on our conversation-especially when he's being so casual? thought Nene indignant and turned to Aoi to complain and for support… but saw she was looking furtively at Oga again. Grr…

'I don't understand what your rush is Nene-chan? Don't you like this class assignment?' he asked sharply, smirking widely.

'No I don't!' After all it was common knowledge Aoi liked Oga who was rumored to have a child with Hilda-san and Nene was none too happy about this little triangle that developed…and Himekawa knew it. So he'd only get to her nerves more…

'But why can't you be happy for your nee-san?' he asked in a tone Nene was not at all happy to hear coming from Himekawa.

'…;…' Chiaki nodded I agreement and then motioned like saying "why".

Oh not Chiaki, too! Nene thought, seeing Chiaki was taken in by his mocking words; after all, Himekawa didn't care about nee-san or their relationship but he only wanted to see them fighting one another. Plus, he knew Aoi was interested in Oga –as all the class would start rumours on how she was in love with him or be the third person- and he loved to make fun of that fact and on how it affected the rest of her friends.

'Ugh-Chiaki, that's not the point; of course I'm happy-err, I mean I can be happy for our nee-san but you know that's not what I'm trying to say! And he only likes meddling in our affairs,' he turned to the man with the pompadour accusing him with every fibre of her being 'don't you Himekawa?'

'Whatever you say…' he said indifferently, still typing away on his cell phone.

'Don't ignore me when I'm speaking to you; and what the hell are you doing with that cell phone all day anyway-you are always so absorbed texting on it?'

That intrigued not only Nene but Chiaki, too. And she was truly curious, honestly; as far as she could remember that man he was always deep in thought writing text messages on his mobile and generally never leaving it alone for a moment. What was it with this man, always catching everything everyone was saying around him –probably out of sheer nosiness- yet he was constantly silently exchanging information or having conversations away from their noses? That was not fair! And she was about to correct that!

'None of your-hey! Give that back, now!'

Before he could react, taken completely by surprise, Chiaki had grabbed his cell phone out of his hands; feeling proud of herself and careful not to push any digits and do anything with it -after all she didn't want to do something that would bring him in a tough position with someone else, only snoop through his hard drive- she flaunted it all around the class.

'Oh my God, Chiaki got his cell phone!'

For the first time that day Aoi seemed genuinely interested in something other than Oga and his without a doubt heroic stories -in other words his horrific actions against humanity- and watched what was happening. In truth even he stopped speaking for no other reason than Furuichi suddenly paid no attention to him but instead he was focused on something else.

'Give that back now; I will hit women to get what I want so-ugh!'

Suddenly Himekawa fell on his knees, clutching his crotch; he was crying silent "manly" tears as he felt his reproductive organs hurt more with every breath he took. 'That hurt you bitch!'

'That is what you get for being sexist to a red tail.' Nene said with a self-complacent, certainly evil if you asked the man on the ground, smile as she cracked her knuckle for more effect; all those who were even remotely watching, laughed or –if they were a little sensitive- felt their own crotches ache. Oga was definitely listed as a number one while Furuichi a number two; Kanzaki, though was a mixture...

'Really now, what did he expect with Nene in such a close range…?' Aoi said in a monologue shaking her head. Maybe it was true; men never learnt.

Yuka, who was never seen without her masked friend Asuka, smirked to his complete freaking out when Chiaki got his cell; usually he'd be all cool and distant but now he actually physically went after her. So whatever was on that cell phone…it must have been good. 'So what is it that it is so important or personal that big ol' Himekawa would actually threaten a girl to take his cell phone back to prevent it from being read? Can it be a message to a lover?' asked Yuka, the flower in her hair looking prettier in the morning light.

'A secret affair?' asked Asuka suggestively.

'Maybe he has a wife no one knows about!' Nene accompanied her female peers in both school and gang feeling greatly amused; well, of course, should Chiaki stop prancing all over the room they may actually able to see…

'Nah, the only one with a wife here is Oga…'

'That hurt Kanzaki-san…' Chiaki commented in her nee-san's place as soon as she saw Aoi getting grim again; she really felt bad about her and Oga and the predicament he was in: he couldn't abandon a child but he kept saying he didn't love his wife or that the child wasn't his on the first place. So odd…

'Well who cares? I just want to know what that message says and for whom it is; read it already!' the man continued, literally at the edge of his seat.

Himekawa had recovered but still was at the other side of the class from the person in possession of his phone as Chiaki made the very clever move and distanced herself such a great deal; thus when he made the effort of going to her, the girl in question had already started reading the message out loud to everyone who was willing to listen…

You are always annoying. You can be wrong, too; stop criticizing me every single time I do or say something and just for once believe that I have something important to do before and that I'm not lying to you or being unfaithful. I'd love to indulge both my father and you but that would mean there is no conflict of interests in which case there is. So please stop being a moody whiny hag and just deal with the facts.

By the way; yes, it looks horrible on you. No, that colour doesn't bring out your eyes, these glasses don't suit your face and your hair is a real mess. So stop asking.

From: Himekawa Tatsuya
To: Toyotoi Hiroko

'…this is for a woman…' Nene made the realization.

'No kidding genius.' Kanzaki snapped her but his eyes darted to Himekawa. 'But who would think that Himekawa could be so cruel to a woman; to actually say all those horrible things to her and through an e-mail, too.'

'Tch!' Chiaki did contemptuously and casted the cell phone aside, into Yuka's hands.

'Hey, don't go judging all on your own you bastards-!'

But Yuka cut him off –without considering the fact that no one paid any attention to him-; she scrolled the bar to make sure it really was that what Chiaki had said and when she made sure she only shook her head disappointed. 'And I thought that at least you were a chivalrous one Himekawa-san; but to speak to a lady like that; and since you've already sent it why do you keep it in the front page-stop reading it already.

Himekawa –and all those who were listening- was left chin dropped; of course the rest were dumbfounded because of the context of the message while Tatsuya was because… 'Sent? What do you mean "sent"? That message was not sent-why would you say it's sent I never sent it!'

. . .

'I don't know what's worse; the fact he wrote what he wrote or the fact that he was too chicken-shit to send it?' Yuka snapped with death in her eyes; Aoi Nene, Asuka, Kaoru and Chiaki fell right in queue thundering him with an utmost contemptuous angry and disappointed look altogether. How could men be like that? How could they be so irresponsible and timid yet always tried to act as if they were brave. Stupid really…

And Kanzaki was laughing, Furuichi was gaping, Natsume was giving him a look of mild interest and Oga gave him that apathetic look of his. How nice.

But Tatsuya could waste no time; he snatched his cell phone out of Yuka's hand –who had lost her focus for a moment as all girls looked at one another in the same indignant and knowing way- to check and double-check if the message was really send to Hiroko.

…Oh no.

His chin hanged again; the message was sent indeed. But how was it sent, he never pushed the "send" button what the hell was going on? 'Who sent this message-I can clearly remember I didn't push the goddamn message to be sent! Was it you Chiaki?'

'…maybe it was when I got it from your hands-maybe I accidentally pushed it then because I didn't do it consciously-I swear.' Of course all of these she didn't actually told them, she only gestured so by weird and extravagant hand movements.

'It's sent though isn't it? So what am I supposed to do now? Ugh! Just get out of my way!'

He immediately hurried out of the classroom and ran down the stairs looking breathless.

'What's the deal with him?' Oga asked wondered, seeing he ran past him in speed almost inhuman for Himekawa's standards –and any other person's slower than him for that matter- and then nearly tripping on his own two feet.

'Oh, never mind him; he only screwed things up with his girlfriend big time.' Kanzaki answered sniggering.

This couldn't be happening to him this couldn't be happening to him just couldn't! He had to fix this the soonest possible-he should call her friends to prevent her from looking at her phone and reading this message, then erase it without telling her what it said; he should have used his company's influence to stop the delivery of the message –use something to mess with the signal- so she wouldn't read it…! But it was already too late: his phone rang, indicating he got a message of his own.

He stopped dead in his tracks; he was close to scared, he couldn't read it yet his finger moved beside himself, like a reflex muscle being pulled, and pushed "open"…

Read it; beware.

From: Mukuro Yoshiko
To: Himekawa Tatsuya

So she didn't even get in the trouble of answering him, she only –possibly- casted it aside with an equally contemptuous look as the girls had given him earlier not even caring to shout or show her anger towards what she'd just read but then slowly turning sour an bitter; he could even picture her doing it.

But Mukuro, who saw her, would make her spill her guts out in order to make her feel better and maybe even vent on him, too; he was always "nice" like that and since pent up emotions only shorten your life span always according to Mukuro he could see him do it. And then, she would probably whine to him for a while and when he was safely out of her vision he typed a quick mail to Himekawa, who Mukuro always thought was a nice guy, and let him know of what was to come when he got home. Which also explained the shortness of the message, only three words long: "read it" and "beware" which meant he either wrote it when she was not looking and he was afraid of her seeing him or that he wrote it while comforting her.

But if he did it like that, it only meant one thing: she was too pissed to even want anything to do with him at that moment which brings him back to his original statement: oh no.

=:=:=:=

'Hey, Hiroko, your cell is ringing.'

'Huh?' a head cocked behind the classroom's open door and the pale face of a young woman, who seemed to be surprised, appeared. 'Mine?' she asked, her glasses, in front of wondered blue eyes, shining.

Blue eyes met with black and wonder met indignation. 'Do we have another one?'

'Geez, no need to be cranky; don't tell me you still haven't had "the sex" with your boyfriend, Kaya-san.' she said humorously as she walked in, her black bangs covering half her eyes –and glasses- from either side. She was a lean, somewhat tall girl with a serious feel about her yet her words were rather playful and her eyes shone with the same tease. She smirked at her friend's sudden display of shock as she said the last.

'Hi-Hiroko-san, for the umpteenth time, you shouldn't be saying such things in school!' exclaimed Kaya embarrassed, seeing most of her classmates -that were still inside- laugh and her cheeks burnt bright. She covered her face with her hands. 'Please stop laughing.' Her black hair was covering her hands all the way to her elbows, making her look like a hairy monster as she shook her head embarrassed beyond words.

'Ha-ha; sorry, sorry, I was out of line.'

'Yes you were; besides, it's not like you have had sex with your boyfriend, too so don't be like that!' she countered, feeling more embarrassed just by saying the word in public.

This once not just the rest in the classroom but Hiroko, too laughed even if her cheeks were tainted red. 'You can't be more accurate than that Kaya...' she considered for a moment 'but then again he and I have a very weird relationship.' she said in the end shrugging as she took her cell phone and scrolled the button to activate the screen. 'Oh, speak of the devil; it's him, Tatsuya!'

She read the message…

You are always annoying. You can be wrong, too; stop criticizing me every single time I do or say something and just for once believe that I have something important to do and that I'm not lying to you or being unfaithful. I'd love to indulge both my father and you but that would mean there is no conflict of interests in which case there is. So please stop being a moody whiny hag and just deal with the facts.

By the way; yes, it looks horrible on you. No, that colour doesn't bring out your eyes, these glasses don't suit your face and your hair is a real mess. So stop asking.

From: Himekawa Tatsuya
To: Toyotoi Hiroko

She froze.

'Hiroko?' Kaya called cautiously; even if the girl was but an inch away from her as Hiroko's cell phone was resting upon Kaya's desk -she'd left it there for her to keep an eye on it- she didn't stand up to see what the message wrote. She knew Hiroko was a very private person so if she didn't want something to be made public she would react badly to someone who tried to make it.

'Is everything alright?' a boy, no taller than her, asked; his brown eyes darted to her while he started tugging on his equally brown hair-he did that every time he was worried about someone.

He had heard everything that transpired so he was very confused to see her taking such an expression for something that Himekawa sent to her; he knew the real relationship these two had, which was not a typical one, and he must have been one of the very few people who knew the truth about them, too -the rest must have been these two parents and their siblings- but that didn't mean he was used to seeing her making such a face. This must have been serious…

'Yes, quite…'

But both her friends bore witness how her shock slowly transformed into something else, something far more menacing: anger, no fury, and something akin to loathing as her lip twisted upward, as if trying to endure a rather foul smell. Then the loathing turned into righteous anger and then…sadness? Or disappointment? Maybe both…

They realized her shameless lie, it was obvious even to the ones who didn't know her, but those two were the only ones who actually cared-the rest would be interested in gossiping or they wouldn't be interested at all.

Hiroko didn't mind telling the truth to her friends; after all, she had to take it out on someone and the one responsible for it -that could easily be her punching bag at the time- wasn't there. Still, as her hands trembled out of sheer anger, she felt sweat running down her face. Before she could even look around her she knew she was no longer safe: the plague of her existence, the well-connected rapid communication system of her school -commonly known as "gossipers"- was there.

Communication system like-…

'Oh come on, tell us what did he say and he made you look so angry?'

her brown hair.

'Yeah, what did the boyfriend say?'

And her short skirt.

'And how can you go out with him on the first place? Alright he is tall and loaded but he isn't all that good-looking.'

And her boobs.

Her three classmates: Matsu -the first one- Naku -the second one- and Chikako -the last one-... "Charlie's angels" as they used to call them.

'None of your business leeches.' They appeared scandalized but she didn't quite care; she heard Kaya and Yoshiro's chuckle and that was all that mattered. 'You two, walk with me.' she finished, nodding to them with her head.

They immediately followed outside; but before Yoshiro left, he hurried and wrote a message -that he sent as fast as he could as well- to Himekawa, in hopes Hiroko wouldn't pick the precise moment to look into the classroom to boss him around for not doing exactly as she told him.

Read it; beware.

He knew Himekawa couldn't have done anything too horrible and she was merely overreacting; he felt he should give him a heads-up so when he met her tonight he'd be prepared for the storm…

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.

.

She was furious; how could he say all of these things to her all of the sudden? She thought that she had settled things with the oaf two days -well, actually two nights- ago so what the bloody hell was that outburst for? He'd never told her such things before -at least not in that crude a way- and he had never even dared to enter "that" conversation. What did he think he was doing bringing up their predicament? And that last sentence was kind of offensive; even though she knew he wrote these only to spite her, thus due to the fact the intent was so obvious it missed its target but not completely.

'What's happening?' Yoshiro asked wondered, a little more worried than before; if she took a whole trip to the toilettes to tell them something like that then it must have been something serious-he had seen her doing it only twice again and he was alone with her those times, too.

'Yes, why did you drag us all the way to the bathrooms-…? I I I I I I I I I Hiroko-san, don't go into the men's room!'

'Shut up and follow-this is the only place where those meddlers won't find us and we'll have some freedom to speak.' she commanded and held the door open for the girl -as she was sure "Charlie's angels" would follow after them at some point-.

Yoshiro had already gotten in-he was a guy after all, he had no problem…but Kaya still felt awkward doing it. And by all means she should! What if there were men...peeing in there? She couldn't just barge in like that! Hiroko could be very annoying at times. 'B-but-!'

'Just come in before some teacher comes by!' she snapped, grabbing her hesitant friend by the arm and dragging her inside by force; she hated it when Kaya did that, being irresolute and a cry-baby. It wasn't a crime to go into the men's room anyway…


Message box: 'That is Hiroko's own logic. Good children don't do that, so please don't try this at your school. Or the public toilets; or anywhere else there are men and women bathrooms, chose the one for your own sex, please.'


'Ouch, geez, alright…'

She immediately stuffed her in the same box as Yoshiro, thankfully avoiding any face-to-face contact with a man, and gathered them all around the toilette. 'Tatsuya is…a prat. A really annoying one, too! Do you know what he sent to me? He sent a message full of derogatory and accusing words-like I'm the one who's wrong about everything! He says I don't trust him enough and I don't have faith in him and that it is all my fault-like he wasn't the one who was cheating on me with those girls half a year ago! Like he wasn't the one who never took me seriously! Guh! I want to fucking murder him right now!'

'…Hiroko-chan, are you certain you aren't overreacting?' he decided to be the voice of reason but too bad for him because…

'What!' both girls shrieked simultaneously, as if he had just said the most ridiculous thing in the world; he knew he shouldn't have tried to do this when they were two-on-one. They always somehow overpowered his logic with their emotions.

'Do you know Hiroko-san to be an overreacting git?' she didn't wait for an answer from the man. 'No! She never blows things out of proportion and in fact she hates those who do so-!'

'Let me inform you I know better than you as far as some certain matters are concerned; but she has always been a little over the top when it came to Himekawa-san so-.'

She felt her blood boil; so he didn't believe her because she overreacted when it came to Tatsuya huh? 'You don't believe me do you? Here, here then, read the damn-message! See for yourself!'

He read in silence…

'…I see…well, I most certainly cannot say you are wrong but what he told you it isn't completely bad…he may be right in some parts.'

Hiroko's eyes grew wide while her mouth parted a little; he did not just say what she thought he did, did he? 'Which part exactly?' she thundered, almost shooting flames out of her mouth.

Yoshiro admired Himekawa: Himekawa had been Hiroko's friend and acquaintance since ever -their mothers were childhood friends- and for the past two years "boyfriend" as well yet he was never afraid of the girl…that was a great feat to accomplish in his opinion because this girl got as scary as girls can get when she got angry. Truth be told, Yoshiro sort of fancied Hiroko since they were in junior high school but he never really had any guts to say it and by the time he mustered up the courage Himekawa had already made his move-no matter the move.

So now he could only help these two get along because, of course, he wanted her to be happy; yet, she could be happy without sleeping with Himekawa. Yes, that was certain as she still hadn't had sex with him and she was just fine...plus, there was just so much a person could take and that was about his limit as the thought alone drove him crazy; maybe he had accepted them "being together" but he'd never let them sleep together. Ever.

He laughed; his evil-err, friendly plan was really going great, she still hadn't so much as kissed him.

'Yoshiro, are you sure you're alright?' Kaya and Hiroko asked simultaneously.

'Oh? Yeah, I'm fine.' He coughed. 'Well, to begin with, disregarding the last bit of the message which was quite insulting just to be insulting, then the rest seem like his opinion and what he believes about your relationship. Maybe you're over suspicious of him cheating on you-

'He did, didn't he?'

-when he isn't; he said that he regretted it and that he'll never do it again so I'd believe him if I were you. After all, he is a smart man and I think he does…well, maybe not love you in the sense of-but he certainly respects you-…Kaya-chan can you please leave? We need to talk seriously, Hiroko and me.' He strained himself to ignore her intervention or the girls' accusing looks and in the end he just couldn't talk to her like that; he only hoped Hiroko understood that.

Kaya was about to protest but Hiroko raised her hand, in a motion for her to stop; 'go, sweetie, we'll talk later.'

She deflated and gave a mean look to Yoshiro. 'Fine then, I'm going. But I want to know what you've said.' she said with finality, eyeing Hiroko.

'I'll give you the short version as always dear; don't worry.' she assured winking; satisfied, Kaya left -with caution, because she was still very upset about the fact she was in the men's room-.

'Ah! A girl!' a boy's voice was heard.

'Damn you, we're peeing in here!' another one snapped, with a couple of others following him with inaudible complaints.

'Kyaaaah! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!' she screamed as she ran out panicked; she had actually seen men peeing live! Yak!

Hiroko was trying to smother a laugh. 'Anyway, as I was saying, I believe Himekawa loves you Hiroko-chan, and if not as a girlfriend then definitely as the friend you've been to him for all these years. And he definitely respects you so I believe he is no longer cheating on you, you're only being paranoid.'

'You do realize he was being righteously indignant when he was dating those other girls just so that he can throw me off track, right? What makes you think he isn't doing the same thing now, too? Or, even if he is actually not cheating on me then what is it with this message? Why is he being so…absolute and crude all of the sudden? It feels like he's telling me he doesn't care about what I think or feel and he only cares to please his family and-…insensitive prick!' suddenly her face darkened, but her eyes gave a scary threatening, shine. 'That is. It! I am going over there right now!' she said decided, determination evident on her face.

Yoshiro's face grew white. There she goes again, with her feministic spirit rising and getting scarier than before; she was going to go through with it and he had to inform Himekawa somehow. After all, the two of them had an unspoken understanding: he warned him when she'd get angry at him when he was with her and Himekawa let him know when she left home with a bad mood so he wouldn't say the wrong thing.

'And don't you think I don't know you and him are some sort of comrades; so if I find out you've warned him about me going there in any kind of way you're dead meat, you get that?' she threatened; he felt like she was reading his mind, he felt somehow violated.

...but he really loved that deep down; his cheeks turned red as his mind went momentarily blank. Oh Hiroko-chan, how can you be so perfect...? he thought fondly as his mind started filling itself with flowers...and then a sun...and then a meadow...and then the pair of them running down a field -with Hiroko holding a big thick chain which led to his neck-.

He looked away with more shame on his cheeks 'O-OK…'

Hiroko gave him a very "scared" look but shook her head.

I must have been imagining that he was imagining that...she thought as she tried to burn the image from her mental reservoir...but too late. 'And don't you dare say anything to anyone; I'll tell the teachers I have the stomach flu so they'll let me go!' she continued sternly, trying to bleach her mind.

'…Fine…' It ain't like if you told them the truth they'd say no; I just can't say no to you when you're being like that

'Did you just say something about my persuasion skills?' she asked as she was about to walk out; she stared him down.

'…no.' she can read minds right!

'And are you thinking something as ridiculous as I'm capable of reading minds?'

'…you're a weirdo sometimes Hiroko-just get out, you're scaring me!'

She laughed heartedly; 'It's because you're so simple to read!' said she humorously and stuck her tongue out. But she sobered up abruptly. 'I'm going; wish me luck…! Well, you know what I mean.'

'Yeah; well…that, Hiroko!'

She nodded and walked out.

'Oh my God, another girl!'

'What is it today? Why are you in here?'

'Just get out already.'

'I am you know, but you keep complaining; stop complaining! What is it with men anyway, always complaining for the simplest of things while-…'

Yoshiro came out to clear things up 'Um, never mind her boys, she's just had a fight with her boyfriend; well, not a fight per se but…ah, really never mind.'

'What the-why were there three people in one box?'

'And two of them girls?'

'Did you have an orgy or something?'

'Tch! Pervert!'

'Nah, I'm jealous...'

'Just go back to peeing you nosy bastards!' Yoshiro snapped while dragging his feet out of the men's room...


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