Chapter 2 – Visiting the locals
Toshiro opened his eyes only to see darkness. After a few seconds of careful analysis, he deduced that Shirley was sleeping on him, and the cause of his blindness were two plump breasts placed against his eyes.
"Why must I endure such atrocious tortures?! Such a fine body in my reach, and I can't even…"
"Because one of your ancestors had a revenge power trip. Treat it as part of your atonement.."
He carefully rolled her over to the side, only to see that Francesca was gripping his feet while sleeping. After carefully slipping them out, he got out of the bed and clothed himself.
"Time?"
"Six. But don't overdo it, you were 'sick' so to say for nine days."
"I will try."
Toshiro ran down the stairs, and decided to pick one of the routes he pondered upon yesterday. The corridor around the center of the castle formed a perfect indoor track. After doing four laps, Toshiro collapsed on the intersection.
"Ughhh… Yuki, you messed something up while healing me…"
"You understood the risks, but don't worry, your stamina will return on its own in a few days. Your body has to readapt to the 'normal' you."
"Oh, okay…"
He went down to the hangar to take a sip of water from the supplies. While doing that, he noticed his chest, and a devilish chain of thoughts occurred in his mind. He opened the chest, and pulled out the trumpet.
"How hard can this be…?"
He blew into the horn and heard a monotone sound.
"Well, one down…"
Toshiro started blowing in the horn again, this time experimenting with the three piston valves, producing a true cacophony of sounds.
"My ears… But I get how it works… Now to practice that bugle call…"
After half an hour of music resembling murdering a cat, Toshiro finally stopped.
"Well, that should work…"
He took his chest, and walked up back to his room. He carefully opened the door and snuck in, standing just over the bed. He gathered air in his lungs, and started playing the Charge bugle with full intensity.
Shirley jumped up immediately and stood up to attention, but Francesca only squirmed around and flipped to the other side.
"Toshiro…? What the fuck are you doing…?" Shirley asked with a sleepy voice after the initial adrenaline surge had worn off.
"Well, I didn't expect this reaction…"
"We had a very strict Drill Seargent in flight school…"
"Oh I see… Sorry to pour salt on your wounds…"
"Nah, that's the past now. Although I hope you won't do that every day, right?"
"Today was just a one-off prank. But I plan to wake you girls every day; I have the ideal place to play the trumpet from."
"Oh yes you do… Well, as long as it's not in my face, you can blare that horn every day until judgment day…"
"I see that Francesca is indifferent to loud noise as usual… What a shame… But I have one sure method to wake her up. Shirley, just stand by the bed, and bend over slightly."
"Okay…"
Toshiro sat on the bed and whispered in Francesca's ear, "Shirley's boobs 3 o'clock high…"
Immediately she jumped up and cuddled into Shirley's bosom.
"How did you learn that trick, Toshiro?" Shirley asked surprised.
"I pulled that off once in Britannia, but this time she won't get disappointed, heh…"
Pulling her head back, Francesca said, "That was back then when you slammed me in the face with that piece of junk!"
"Heh, yeah… So… What do we do today?"
"Let's eat first!" Francesca cheered.
"Second that!" Shirley added.
This time they settled for good old sandwiches, as Adolfine provided them with a truly impressive selection of goods, limited however in quantity.
"So we ate… Now what?" Toshiro asked.
"Let's visit the nearby town!" Francesca proposed. "I want to get in touch with people!"
"Good idea, Franny." Toshiro praised her. "We should tell the people of our presence, maybe that will profit someday. I should find a guy that makes moonshine…"
"Toshiro, please, no moonshine… I still remember being dragged after getting whacked back then…"
"Then let me rephrase it… We need a gallon of rubbing alcohol for internal use."
"Silver tongued as always…" Shirley sighed.
"We should haul the radio with us, just in case. We'll be leaving the base unattended, right?"
"But you will be carrying it, it's heavy…" Shirley said with a cute, begging face.
"Yeah, yeah… But we are hiking, so don't get your hopes up."
"Aaaaaaaww…" Both the girls moaned.
"Hey, we were inactive for nine days; we have to build up at least a wee bit of stamina, right?"
"I suppose you are right…" Shirley mumbled.
"Then let's go." He said and grabbed the portable radio from the equipment stack.
They were walking along the dirt road through the Romagnan countryside. The air was brisk, because it was the beginning, but the girls managed to endure by using their passive magic.
"Toshiro, it's cold here…" Shirley said.
"Well, we just returned from the oven-hot Africa, so no wonder. In Fuso, there's still snow sometimes at this time of the year, but I think it's beautiful there right now, with the sakura trees in full bloom…"
"We are in the center part of Romagna, and by the sea, so it's almost normal for being cold this time of the year." Francesca explained. "But don't worry, in a month or two we will run around in bikinis! I can't wait to grope Yoshika!"
"Why Yoshika?" Toshiro asked curiously.
"I want to use my secret boob massaging techniques on her, so you can have something to grab onto in the future, Toshiro."
"Noble of you, but I don't think it works that way…" Toshiro said. "Any help, Shirley?"
"Nobody groped me, and look how big my knockers are!" Shirley grabbed her breasts and shook them proudly. "And yours are not exactly the Apennines either, Lucchini…"
"I'm only thirteen! I have the right to be flat!" Francesca protested loudly.
"Well, to be honest I was also flat as a board at the time, but shortly after my thirteenth birthday…" Shirley showed a simulation of her breast growth in the air. "So don't worry my little rascal, something will surely protrude from that chest of yours."
"Aw, thanks Shirley…"
"Girls, for crying out loud, stop talking about boobs, or I'll get wood in the middle of the damn road…"
"Why would you want to get wood in the middle of the road?" Francesca asked curiously.
Shirley bent down and whispered something to her. At first, she was just nodding, but then her expression changed into sheer panic, and she crawled behind Shirley.
"Shirley… Did you just give Francesca a crash course on the birds and the bees in the middle of the road, in a twisted context and with a wry smile on your face?"
"Ahyup!" She confirmed.
"Well, I hope you straighten it up soon, or she'll grow to be a misandric bitch like Minna was."
"How could I do that?"
"You can tell her about our little… leisure time, if you know what I mean…"
"You don't mind?"
"Nope. Just for the love of gods, don't twist it the other way around, so she won't grow into some kind of nymphomaniac…"
"Ehehe… Okay, but give us some space."
"Sure."
Toshiro walked some distance away, and looked how Shirley straightened out her situation. The palette of expressions that went through Francesca's face included anger, fear, joy and surprise.
Soon Shirley hailed in Toshiro. He approached the two, and immediately Francesca started bumping him in the stomach with her elbow with a wry smile.
"So you banged Shirley, eh? Heheheh…" She stopped her act and spoke normally. "From all people, I'm glad that it was you. But I won't give in so easily, oh no!"
"That was before I had a serious relationship with Yoshika…"
"Oh right… You have Yoshika now… Eheheh, let's continue the trip, okay?"
"Lets… This is just getting more and more awkward…"
They entered the city from the north, alongside the river that was dividing it in half. Francesca ran up to an old man sitting on a bench, and after a few minutes of chatting, supported with wild gesticulation from both sides, she came back to Shirley and Toshiro with a wide grin on her face.
"I now know where most of the good places here are, come with me!"
The resolute Romagnan led them to a small building. A sign on it said 'PIZZERIA PESCARANA'.
"What is this building, Francesca?" Toshiro asked.
"A pizzeria! They make pizza here!"
"What's a pizza?"
Her jaw dropped in shock.
"You don't know what pizza is?!"
"Nope…"
"I know what it is, Toshiro. We made one when you weren't in the 501st yes, but it was a disaster… Did I already mention that Lucchini could burn water if given the occasion?"
"Yup."
"Oh come on you two, let's go in!" Francesca shouted angrily.
As he walked in, a small bell rang, announcing his entry. The first thing that he felt was a sweet and pleasant smell. The place was small, but it gave it a family atmosphere.
"Benvenuto (Welcome)!" A man shouted from behind the counter. "Ah, soldati (soldiers) in my pizzeria! What can old Carlo help you with?"
"Oooh, ooh!" Francesca jumped up and down. "Give us a pizza that will stuff the three of us, rapidamente (quickly)! With every toping you got!"
"Coming right up, ragazza! Hey, Giuseppe, una gigante, tutto guarnizione (a giant one with all toppings)!" He shouted into the back room. "Please, take a seat. Any refreshments?"
"Two beers and something without alcohol for the 'ragazza' here, heh."
"You sure we can drink, Toshiro?" Shirley asked.
"Technically, we start our duty when the unit assembles. Furthermore, one beer ain't a beer. Lastly, we are walking home anyway."
"Truly infallible logic, I'm sold!"
They took a seat, and Toshiro placed the radio on the ground. The man named Carlo didn't take long to give them their drinks.
"Orange juice for the young ragazza, and birra (beer) for the Colonnello and the Capitano."
"Thank you sir." Toshiro said.
"May I ask from which unit are you coming?"
"We're from the 501st JFW. I'm the boss of these two, and our base is in that big castle with the angel on top nearby."
"Santa Maria! So you are that famous unit that saved Britannia and Gallia?"
"The very same." Toshiro replied humbly.
"Mamma mia! And you will now protect Romagna?"
"Yup."
"Then this one is on the house! As a small token of appreciation!"
"No, we shouldn't accept… The times are rough and…"
"Do you want to get on the bad side of a Romagnan, Colonnello?" The man asked with a cold voice.
"No..."
"Then its final, your pizza and drinks are free! And besides, you probably don't have the money anyway…"
"But we have money! Enough to buy this place!" Toshiro protested.
"If those are not Romagnan Lire, it's not money. You see, Colonnello, our economy is in desperate need of foreign currency, so the amministrazione (government) issued a recommendation to force foreigners into trading their money for our lire. Don't be afraid though, the bankers are fair people, they won't rip you off!"
"Well then… Where's a bank then?"
"You exit the pizzeria to the right, follow the street all the way down and eventually you'll see a banco (bank) on your left."
"Thank you."
"Padrone (boss)! Il pizza a preparato (the pizza is ready)!" A voice came from the kitchen.
"Ah, pardonie mio (excuse me), I'll fetch the pizza."
The man went into the kitchen, and Shirley asked Toshiro "Nice guy, and honest like hell…"
"Yeah… It seems that people put a lot of faith into us… Oh, the pizza's here it seems."
Carlo came in with an enormous platter, and put it on the table. They had to move their glasses so the over half meter platter would fit on the table.
Toshiro saw an enormous flat pie with thick brown crust, topped with some red sauce, a lot of grated cheese, salami, ham, anchovies, olives, paprika and gods know what else.
The man pulled out a peculiar tool, a small circle on a handle, and he sliced the pizza in 16 pieces with it.
"Buon appetito (Enjoy your meal)!" He shouted and returned behind the counter.
"So... This is a pizza?" Toshiro asked.
"Yeah! It smells godly... Toshiro, I'll let you get the first bite, but please hurry up or my mouth will overflow soon!" Francesca said hastily.
"Hah, okay."
He took a slice of pizza, and took a firm bite. The amalgamate of flavors exploded on his tongue, sending him into the state of culinary nirvana.
"This… This is a masterpiece! How could something like this escape my mouth for so many years?"
"Haha! I see the Colonnello took liking in my pizza? I'm very glad."
The girls also took a slice of their own, and almost melted on to the floor from joy.
Halfway through, Carlo pulled out a camera and asked "Would you mind if I took you all a picture? I have this habit of taking photos of my guests, so I remember them better."
"Sure, why not…" Toshiro agreed.
They took position, and Carlo took them a picture.
After they ate their meal, and drank their drinks, they exited the pizzeria and went on to the bank. Passing through the narrow cobblestoned street, they arrived in the front of the 'BANCO DI PESCARA'.
"So, how much money will you exchange?" Shirley asked.
"Since we will be staying here some time… A hundred would be good for now."
"Hmmm… Good choice. I'll swap some of my dollars too!"
They went inside, and saw a plain and normal bank. A man in a suit approached them as they entered.
"Good morning. How can I help you."
"We've came to exchange some currency."
"Ah, splendid, please go to that man." He pointed out a blonde haired man behind the counter. "If I may ask, where do you all come from?"
"Military-wise or in a geographical sense?"
"Military."
"We are from the newly reformed 501st JFW. We have a base in the nearby castle."
"Oh! That surely is good news. But I wonder if your unit has a local bank account…"
"Dunno… I would have to make a call to HQ, but it's the middle of the night there… Ah, what the heck, give me a phone, mister…"
"Luigi Moltonegri, bank manager."
"Then mister Moltonegri, phone please."
"Right this way."
"What about my friends?"
"They can wait."
"Wait a second…" Toshiro approached Shirley and gave her the money. "Exchange this for me while I'm away, okay?"
"Sure."
Toshiro went with the bank manager to his office. He picked up the phone, and after a few minutes, the fresh voice of Adolfine Galland was heard.
"Hello, Toshiro. What bugs you now?"
"Hi, Adolfine. I have a little issue right now, I hope I'm not interrupting…"
"No, no, I was making small chat here anyway. So, what's the problem?"
"Does the 501st have a bank account in Romagna?"
"Hummmm… Oh, crap… Totally forgot about it! Where are you right now?"
"In the office of the manager of the Bank of Pescara."
"Hah, you went on a trip, did you?"
"Heheh, right… So, what now?"
"Get the manager on the phone for me."
"Sure."
Toshiro gave the manager on the phone saying, "It's for you."
After a few minutes of nodding, repeating the names of Adolfine, Toshiro and Minna, the bank manager gave Toshiro the phone back.
"So, everything all right?" Toshiro asked.
"Yes. We will send your pays to this bank. Speaking of which… you know that you've got a raise, right?"
"Oh, yeah… But I didn't think about it…."
"Hundred and fifty pounds, which will be about fifteen thousand lire."
"What an absurd amount of cash…"
"You deserve it; your rank and function need appropriate compensation."
"Heh… Okay, that would be all, Adolfine."
"Have a nice day, Toshiro. Did you see your room already?"
"Yeah… Fancy…"
"Hah… Bye now."
The connection was terminated, and Toshiro left the phone on the hook. The manager was scribbling some papers, which he finished in a minute.
"Here, permission slips for you, Colonnello and the Tenente Colonnello (Lieutenant-Colonel) that will join you soon, so you can withdraw and deposit money."
"Thank you. Pleasure doing business with you."
"Likewise, Colonnello."
Toshiro went back to the girls, and saw Shirley holding a big bag of money, and Francesca with a smaller one.
"Don't tell me that's all mine, Shirley?" He said pointing at the big bag.
"The teller gave you a variety of low digit bills and a crapload of coins… This is really heavy…"
"Hard cash, heheh… Okay, I'll take that from you."
"Thanks…"
Crap, it really is heavy…
"So, where to now?" Shirley asked.
"Everywhere!" Francesca shouted.
And thus, they spend half of the day on wandering around Pescara, stuffing themselves with local cuisine, and making their presence known to the people. They arrived in the base around 1500.
"Phew… Finally home…" Shirley said. "Lucchini, you probably wanted to fatten me up so my tits grow bigger, right?"
"Heehee, no… I just wanted you to taste some good Romagnan cuisine, since I can't even boil water properly…"
"Why don't we burn some calories, and move the equipment around a bit? I know that the hangar is coldish, but we should move the food under the floor, so it does not spoil. And we should mount the radio antenna and the radio rack… The girls should be in tomorrow, and you don't want them to see all of this stuff lying around here, right?"
"Mio would get a raging fit… Okay, let's work then!" Shirley shouted.
It took them until late evening to move all the things, and install the radio equipment and telephone in the proper places, but the result was worth it.
Toshiro placed his 'office' inside of Minna's office, and hooked up the telephone on her desk. All the food was moved to the storage underneath the hangar floor. Afterwards, they ate a light supper.
"Hey, Toshiro?" Shirley asked
"Yeah?"
"I couldn't help to notice that there was two meter tub in your room…"
"And?"
"Well… If you would be such a good friend and make us a bath…"
"Oh, bath! Want!" Francesca cheered.
"Only if I can do it with both of you."
"Sure, why not!" Shirley shouted.
"Waaah!" Lucchini shouted, but from fear.
"Oh come on, Lucchini, it's not that Toshiro didn't see you naked… And I promise to kick him where it hurts him if he starts do anything funny, okay?"
"Mmmm… Okay…"
"Well, that's decided… I believe we got some personal hygiene supplies… You two go fetch them, and I'll see if the bath is worth anything."
"Roger!" They both shouted and ran off.
Toshiro quickly went to his room, and approached the bath. It was a sturdy yet elegant tub made of copper, with a single copper faucet above it. He turned the handle, and after a few gurgles, clear water started running into the tub. Toshiro stuck his hand under the stream.
Cold… But that's not a problem…
He let the water run, and about halfway the girls busted in.
"You were right, Toshiro, we have supplies. From the Uermuckt." She showed him three little bags with the Kaisers Eagle and WEHRMACHT and HYGIENEUTENSILIEN written on them, and three grey towels.
"It's pronounced 'Vehrmaht', not 'Uermuckt'…"
"Whatever…" She started to pull out items out of one of the bag. "Let's see… Soap… Mmmh, lemon… Shampoo… Toothpaste… Toothbrush… Everything we need for starters."
"Toshiro, when will the bath be ready?!" Lucchini asked with great enthusiasm.
He looked into the tub, and turned off the water.
"You just need to tell me what temperature you'd like."
The two looked at each other and shouted in unison "HOT!"
"Okay…"
Toshiro heated up the water with his magic in a few seconds.
"Now then, let's get undressed… Oh, I'll show you a little trick…" Toshiro stood straight. "Now you see them…" He slowed down time and undressed himself. "Now you don't!"
"WOAH!" The two shouted in admiration.
"Hey, Toshiro, strip me like that in front of Lucchini!"
"You sure?"
"Yeah, totally!"
"Okay…"
Toshiro slowed down time, and walked up to Shirley. He unbuttoned the uniform, then the shirt under it, and carefully pulled the off, because every sudden move could be intensified a hundred times. Then he stumbled upon the scourge of men: the bra hook. He struggled with it for almost fifteen seconds, but managed to undo it. After pulling down her bra, he pulled down her panties and returned to his original position.
"Huh..." Shirley looked down. "COOOOOOOL! But now I'm sort of scared to be with you in one room…"
"Well… If not for Yoshika and Yuki… Who knows…? Heheh… Now, Francesca… Any help with that uniform of yours?" Toshiro shot a sly smile.
"Eheheh... No, thanks…"
She undressed herself, and suddenly jumped into the bath shouting "First!"
"Oh you little!" Shirley jumped in after her.
"Children…" Toshiro sighed. "Move over…"
First Toshiro washed Shirley's hair, while she washed Francesca's hair. Then both of the girls tended to his long white hair.
"Toshiro… You'll have to wash your noggin every day, or this hair will be a total mess…" Shirley said.
"With help of two beautiful girls like you, I can do it twice daily, hahah!"
"Oh stop!" Both of them slapped him with open palms on the back.
Afterwards they huddled in the tub and just sat there.
"Hey, Toshiro, are those your manly parts?" Francesca asked curiously.
"Yeah."
"Can I touch them? They're so… huge…"
"You'd wish!"
"Oh come on! I wanna touch!"
"Nope."
"Come on!"
"Nu-uh."
"I'll do it anyway!"
She lunged forward with the intent of touching his crown jewels, but Shirley stopped her with one hand. Unfortunately, it was still slippery from the shampoo, so the flat chested Romagnan slipped over it, and her hand landed with great impetus on Toshiro's family heirloom.
"Oooooohhhhhhh…" Toshiro gasped in pain.
"Bwahahahaha! Core hit!"
"Waaah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Lucchini shouted.
"Someday… I will… Make… You… Pay… Oooowww…"
"I'm sowwy…"
"Stupid Lucchini… You won't turn a man over to your side by busting his balls… Come on; let's get out of the bath so Toshiro can relax a bit."
When they got out, Toshiro stretched himself and muttered in pain for a few minutes, while the girls were dressing themselves. Afterwards, he got out, dried himself with a towel, and he put on his undies for sleep.
"How are your nuts, Toshiro?" Shirley asked.
"Still a bit cracked, Shirley… But I'll manage…"
"I'm sorry…" Lucchini mumbled.
"Okay, okay, I know…"
Toshiro drained the water from the tub, and sat on the bed.
"So, sleep time I think?"
"Night, Toshiro." Shirley said.
"Sorry… I mean, good night…" Lucchini muttered.
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