Ch.20

For the next day, I've prepared myself as for a battle. And it is really going to be a battle. But when I entered my parent's room I once again realized that the only person who cares about me, is me. I didn't dare to tell mom what happened at school, so she went away without suspecting anything. As for dad, he was lying like a Kilimanjaro leopard without any intention to wake up.

"Hey dad don't you remember what I've told you? You should come to school tomorrow. The headmaster called you."

"Headmaster? He mumbled, Gonzo-chan is too busy. This is the season of violets."

"What violets, what are you talking about? You must come to school, didn't I explain everything yesterday?"

Dad lifted his head.

"What, what have you done again? Did you have an argument with some of your teachers? Haven't they already got used with your tantrums?"

"No, they didn't!" Stupid oji-san was driving my nerves up the wall.

"Go, go stupid child!" He was kicking me up from his room with the hand wave." I will come to your stupid school, as soon as get ready."

"He is too often at home during mornings." I thought to myself while fetching my bag and going out. On my road I felt like in a stew. I understood that before facing Osamu with all his henchmen, I will have to deal with tons of rubbish, which some outstanding personalities as Uchiyama, for example, will pour on me. Not to deny that I have really brought troubles over my classmates. I picked the most buzzing bee from all existing in the hive. May be I should go somewhere to wait over until I see my dad heading toward school. I know that sounds cowardly, but I really don't have any mood to support 3D's stupid squabbles. "By The way what day is today?" I stopped from walking. "Wednesday." And on Wednesday I have math as the first lesson, and Yankumi promised that she will give us a paper-work. And this day, is exactly today. Gosh how could I forget? I started to run quickly. I was playing for the time so much, that I was left with only five minutes. I am surely going to be late.

As expected my predictions have proved to be right. When I entered the class-room, everybody were writing the test-paper. I apologized and entered the classroom. It seemed that Yankumi gave them quite a hard time with these tests. I could have felt their brains working, if they had any. Uchi might want to tell me, what does he think about me, but he restricted himself only with a stern look. This late has played into my hand. I was wondering how Sawada felt, especially after what Kurosaki has told me. But on his face I couldn't read anything. Well in fact he didn't really looked at me; he was too engrossed in his paper. Next 40 minutes, the whole 3D (except those who didn't come) was ransacking their brains. After exactly 40 minutes Osamu with Sawatari at his right burst in the class. Yankumi nearly felt of her chair.

" I want, Osamu began, Sawada Shin and Yuki Kuroda to come with me to the director. Sawada's father has already arrived."

"First of all, Yankumi began, no one will stepped out from this class until I permit them to go. Right now, they are writing a test paper."

"Yamaguchi-sensei, please…" Sawatari tried to calm her down.

"Yamaguchi-sensei, it is an order." Osamu said solemnly.

"You damned jiji, when someone is late for your classes; you're making of it an issue of an international level." Yankumi yelled. "Yet you're bursting in my class, during my lesson and start to demand something."

Yankumi again has astonished us with her behavior.

"If headmaster really ordered to you to bring Sawada and Kuroda no matter what, then I will dust him down too."

"Khm, Yamaguchi-sensei, Sawada-san is a busy man, he doesn't have time to wait for..."

"Not my problem, Yankumi cut."

"Yankumi, Shin voiced may I!"

Yankumi looked at him, and nodded her head.

"Ok, you may go. Kuroda, she looked at me, you can go too."

I walked out the class. To be honest I didn't hurried to go to headmaster. My knees were shaking, and I was sure that stupid oji-san didn't arrive yet. I bet he will flee in the school in the last minute. Actually, Yuki Kuroda, you're a real coward. I've already committed a lot of follies, and still my knees are shaking. Walking behind, I could here Osamu and Sawatari talking. Though it was expected for them to talk in whisper, I could still hear everything.

"Kuroda's father still didn't come. Osamu stated. "He is irresponsible as his daughter."

"What?" This statement made me stop for a moment. At least I am not the only of my family with a reputation of a sloven.

When I reached principal's office, it looks like Sawada's father was already there, because I heard some authoritarian tone of voice.
"I thought that when you said you will live by your own, he said, but you still keep on getting in senseless troubles."

In Sawada's father voice you could feel a kind of arrogance. It's a kind of arrogance which is inherent in the people who are successful and they know it. These kinds of people know that they are right, based on the fact that they have position and prosperity. He is so self-collected and carries himself with dignity. He is surely the type which has an "accurate eye" of who is from our circle and ho is not.

"So different from my stupid jiji, I whispered to myself, mine never counts money in peoples' pocket and he never chose a special one, when he wants to share a can of beer."

"You!" The voice was addressing to me.

I didn't realize who it was, while I was immersed in my psychological analysis regarding Sawada's father.

"You've just transferred in this school or, Sawada-san asked with a stern voice, or where did you come from?"

I was caught off guard. I was staring at him and felt like I can't say anything. I turned my eyes toward Shin, who was staying behind his father. He lowered his eyes. What was he thinking now?

"What, you won't answer, I don't care where did you come from, he continued, but you should have received a proper education. Who are your parents?"

Oh yes, it won't go without this kind of question. I wanted to pull myself together and show him that, at least, can speak.

"A simple small businessman and a housewife, if you're interested in our profession, the answer was given

I raised my eyes, just to see that my jiji was right in the doorway.

"Actually I'm glad to see you. As far as I understood, though you're Japanese you didn't live here, and returned only now…"

"So, what? Does it have something to do with the reason why was I called today?"

Ah, Jiji was cutting out every word. He should at least try to be more polite.

"No, but you know I am a quite busy person, coming here and solving all this trivial nonsensical thing about…"

"I didn't ask you to come." Shin finally said.

"Shut up! How long am I going to bear it? I believed that the story with your friend back than was enough for you to understand."

"I will never accept it and you know it!" Shin raised his voice.

Aren't they talking about Kurosaki?

"I'm sorry, my jiji meddled in, and may I know why we were called here."

"Don't you already know, sir, Sawatari voiced out?"

"I know just odds and ends about this story!"

"Oh, please, mister Sawada was getting impatient, I will say it straightforwardly your son doesn't know his place and doesn't either make any difference between his teacher and his mate. And as I see my son is exactly the same!" He gave Sawada a cold look.

"Yes, finally Osamu, the culprit of this showdown throw in his two cents, Kuroda called me scatter washed nazist and Sawada took his side, and I sincerely can't understand why…"

Sawada rolled his eyes. I couldn't support this egghead to slander us.

"I called you saw, you know yourself, why mister Osamu." I reminded him. "Weren't you badmouthing about other countries and spreading racist ideas among the youth."

"What? How dare you?" Osamu started his hysterical tantrum again.

"What's this, since when teacher in this school became so incompetent that any hell-raiser dares to talk like this?"

"Otou-san, Sawada yelled.

"What? Are you defending him? Why are you always taking the side of all the scum?" Sawada's father screamed back."

"I'm sorry mister, my dad interfered again, but why are you absolutely sure that things are exactly as mister …er...sensei said?"

The most curios fact was that now Principal nor Sawateri was involving in it."'

"What do you mean?" Osamu stuttered.

It seems that poor oldie was having enough of my jiji's flattering.

"No I'm not trying to discredit mister sensei…but why don't listen to the opinion of the kids."

Mr principal to engross into the conversation:

"Yes I believe this is going to be fair."

First I explained how everything was, and then Sawada told his version. No need to mention that Sawada's version was close to mine.

"What are you talking about, these two; it is clear that they had discussed everything beforehand. But look, look!" he walked to his desk and took the letters from the desk.

Those were letters of explanation. My Sawada's father looked in them.

"So what the problem? My jiji began first." Shin wrote everything very briefly and clearly. Very busily." As about Yuki, well if everything was as they say, than in this letter to less is said."

"You dare to insult me?" Osamu was on the edge.

"Sir ,are you mocking us? Instead of giving them a scold for disobedient and lack of respect you defend them."

"You, tell me, jiji put on a serious tone that I should tell off these kids who tried to stop their teacher, when he was spreading national wrath? I think this is a good reason to pray them and be proud of their way of being."

"Are you encouraging them for what they have done?" Osamu asked shocked.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to support this clowning, when children are behaving like loggerheads with their teachers, and their parents are supporting them… Mr. Sawada concluded.

Osamu was about to say something.

"And also, he continued, I don't like incompetent teachers."

"Mr, my dad started, your son didn't…"

"And you, mister, Sawada emphasized, I can't believe such parents exist in our society. I'm afraid to think what you will provide to our society with your education. It is terrible!" Then he looked at me. "Making troubles and pulling everyone else… and you he turned toward Sawada, you're disappointing me more and more. What's wrong with you? Why are you wasting your time and brains on such scumbags. I didn't understand it then, and I don't understand it now. Being independent, stop kidding me. From now on, he turned at the teacher who were present in the room, you can do as you fit. I, myself don't have any intentions to explain anything." Saying this, he demonstratively walked out.

Shin remained, standing still without saying a word. But there was a kind of hollow and bitterness in his eyes, though he tried to stay calm.

I don't know what were those glances which my father was exchanging with Mr. Principal, but when he asked me to go out a bit and wait outside until he finishes some talk. I didn't have any other choice than do as he told me. When we walked out the principal's office, Sawada didn't utter a word. Now being around him felt more awkward, may be because of his father, who shed another light on his son's personality. But this light looked more as shadow. His father is as pursuing shadow for him. And I'm the one who made this shadow come out again, while he tried so much to make it stay away from him. When we reached the main whole, we were surprised to see the whole 3D gathered there together with Yankumi. Yankumi probably wasn't allowed to enter in the principal's office while the parents' meeting was held. They lined all there, being prepared to defend or attack if it is needed. Sawada's father was too there. 3D was mostly addressing to him. They started to say something, I don't remember what. I because I was too impressed by the simple fact they were there. Probably it was something about Sawada and that Osamu was wrong one. After the argumentation was over, Sawada-father gave them remark in his 'You're a bunch of trash compared to me' style. Jeez he is so haughty.

"Before now, I was always thinking that you're just a bunch of unruly children, who can only wave their fists. And I could never understand, why you, he looked at Sawada, joined them. But now it seems you are making yourselves "Fighters of Justice", Humanists? He laughed sarcastically. You're too much of idiots for such things!"

Was it because of bitter or because of shame, but Sawada lowered his head.

"Hey stop, that's too much…Yankumi started."

"Yamaguchi sensei, psh. Sawatari showed her that she must shut up.

As about me if it was me, the real me (a girl) may be I would cringe in front of him. But this was not Yuki Kuroda, the girl who's germs of revolution lives just inside her heart. Present Yuki Kuroda, is way braver and bolder. He isn't afraid to take a blow. He feels free to say wherever he considers he should. I envied him for that, because he was the true me I always wanted to be. Through him I finally broke the ice, and my spirit dashed as hot water. So I put on and sarcastic and ironic self.

"I would say you right away, who is the idiot here, but I'm afraid I could hurt somebody's feelings."

"What?" Mr. Sawada apparently took the hint.

"You know, a voice behind Mr. Sawada's back was heard, I was wondering why did you pull this suit on yourself. I thought to show your position and occupation. But I strongly recommend you, to take it of, due to inadequacies with your racist beliefs." Surely it was my old-man.

"What?" Sawada asked.

Shin couldn't stand it anymore and walked away. Kuma went after him. Uchi threw at me a killing glance and also went away.(That's not a surprise after all)

"Look what have you done?" It was Yankumi's turn to speak.