The Legends Still Live On
Bogen Ein: Unternehmen Mehr Liebe Liebe!
Kapitel Sieben: Kampfwäsche
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At the hangars, the Jägermeisern guys were all in gym clothes as they prepared to wash down the team's aircraft yet again.
"Today we're washing the fighters, huh?" Nathan spoke up. He then looked to the Bf 109 K-4 "That looks like the one I want to do first!"
He soon had himself a hose with a spray nozzle equipped, and he took it to the Messer.
"Let's start with this!" Nathan proclaimed. "Take this! Blitzkrieg!" He then began to hose down the Bf 109 with great vigor. "Our ambush will succeed! The fighter's fate will be decided here! Running is futile! Muahahaha!"
Soon, his attention was drawn by the Messer's canopy swinging open to the side. Climbing out of said canopy was a drenched Erich. He had just his pants and boots on. All of his upper garments weren't being worn at the moment. He appeared to have taken no harm to the vicious spraying, as he appeared relatively normal.
Nathan looked on for a moment in a stunned state before he finally cried out, "Bubi!"
Nathan's yell was loud enough to be heard across the hangar area, and it drew the attention of Pfirsich. The PR Rep raised an eyebrow in curiosity as to what was going on.
Nathan had by now backed away from Erich as the blond-haired German ultra-ace stepped down from the Bf 109 and shook off the water. Nathan himself was currently on the ground giving a massive bow one would give to a king.
"Don't worry about it, Nathan," Erich waved off with a calm smile as he looked toward Nathan. "It's my fault anyway that I dozed off in there without telling anyone. Now get up."
"That's no excuse! I'm terribly sorry, eh!" Nathan deeply apologized with a look to match as he rose to his knees. "I poured water all over Bubi's legacy... Just punish me somehow, please!"
Erich rolled his eyes at Nathan's behavior, but he obliged and went to go get the hose Nathan had used. He then sprayed him with it directly in the face.
"Bubi! Isn't this great?!" Nathan managed to get out in the midst of his 'punishment.' He was still on his knees.
"What the hell are you guys doing?" Pfirsich asked as he came by the pair.
"Don't mind us," Erich dismissed with his everlasting calm smile. Soon after, he sneezed. "Achoo!"
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The next day, the Jägermeistern guys were grouped up around the hangars again, but there was one notable person missing. Coming in their place was one Miho Nishizumi.
"What? Erich is absent?!" Pfirsich exclaimed. He was wearing a mask over his mouth like those worn in hospitals. He himself didn't look so hot. "From just a cold?!" Pfirsich then coughed a few times.
"He wouldn't be of any use to us if he forced himself to come here," Aprikose remarked with an understanding look. Zitrus was alongside him and Pfirsich with an understanding smile. "Well tell him I said to fully recover, okay Miho?"
"You don't have much of an appetite while sick, but at least take some provisions!" Abe granted as he handed over some berries meant to help recover from illness.
"What if it's the pestilence?!" Leonidas spoke up in a somewhat paranoid manner. "Kill all the rats! Burn them at the stake!"
"Typhus, malaria, syphilis," Wolf began in musing. "Infectious diseases are your worst enemy on the battlefield."
"There's no sickness that can't be crushed with a great helping of beer!" Gustav confidently stated as he held forth a pack of beers "Not the American piss water, but the good stuff from Scandinavia, including the fosterland."
"That's it!" the other three history buffs exclaimed in agreement.
"Repel the cold with fighting spirit!" Ron declared with great energy.
"Fighting spirit!" Alex and Harry agreed with the same amount of energy.
"I think you got the sports mixed up," Seth commented in response.
"Wow, a cold? No way!" Erik spoke up with intrigue. "I never had one of those before!"
"Me neither!" Christoph replied with energy.
"Um..." Matthias began, but he remained silent as he simply looked around with a nervous grin at his fellow freshmen's very open voices.
"A cold, huh? Well let's look it up online," Julius suggested as he pulled out his phone. He then began looking up colds. "'First take off your...'"
"Hey, we should all write a card together!" Mesut suggested. In the meantime, Bastian was staring off into space like he often did.
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"Es tut mir Leid, Miholein," Erich spoke up with a weak smile. He appeared as sick as he could be with a cold, which wasn't much but it was still easily noticeable. He was sitting up on the bed now within his and Miho's apartment wearing just his white boxers. He also had some headphones hanging from the top of his ears. He was evidently blasting Sabaton music through them. "I made you worry about me."
"It's okay, Bubi. Just rest for now," Miho replied with a gentle smile from in front of him. "I'll make some porridge for you, okay?" She then went over to the small kitchen their apartment had, and she began to make some porridge by the oven. "But still, you poor thing..."
"Don't get that way with me, Miho," Erich countered as he looked on at her. "I can fend for myself if I must. But still, thanks for choosing to help me out."
"I'd help you out anyways, Erich," Miho responded as she set the porridge on the oven and set the timer for it. "The porridge should be done in a bit, so while that's being done..."
She then started for Erich again before she sat down atop his lap and straddled him with a suggestive grin as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "How about we have some fun?" Miho coyly suggested as she pressed her forehead to Erich's.
"Jeez, you never miss a chance, do you?" Erich responded with a playful grin as he brought his own arms around Miho's waist.
"No, I don't." Miho then initiated yet another make-out session with her beloved blonde knight. It grew to be very passionate very quickly. Miho had soon forced Erich onto his back on the bed as she continued passionately making out with him, now doing so atop him. Throughout the session, Miho's school uniform's upper garments had begun riding up, showing part of her smooth and toned midriff. Her skirt also followed the path upwards away from her hips, revealing much of her smooth and well-toned thighs.
However, just before the make-out session could progress into the clothes-off territory, the oven alarm went off. Miho and Erich halted their dirty deeds as Miho sat up and looked to the oven.
"Oh, looks like the porridge is done," Miho observed, and she then made her way off of Erich and the bed. She then readjusted her outfit to its previous more proper state. She then offered Erich a hand. "Come on. Let's eat."
Erich took the offered hand and helped himself up and off the bed. The two then made their way to the small table within the small apartment. Miho helped Erich to a seat, and she then went over to the couch and grabbed the small blanket off the back of it before she went back to the table.
"Here," Miho offered as she draped the blanket over Erich's shoulders. She then took a seat from across him. "You're not cold now, are you? If you start feeling bad, just say it."
"I'm fine now," Erich assured as Miho served out the porridge for both of them.
"Oh, right!" Miho spoke up as if remembering something. She then started digging through her bag beside the table. "All of the Jägermeistern guys asked me to give you these things."
She first brought out a small branch with some leeks on them. "The leeks Herr President offered are... better, so I'll have to drain them."
"Better?" Erich wondered as he ate his food.
Next up, Miho held up a pack of beer. "Gustav sent over some of the good beer from Europe, but you're crazy if you think I'm letting you get your hands on them now."
She then held up a card. It was notable in that it had the emblem of Wildkatze-Fünf prominently displayed on it. "I don't really get this one, but it's a card the freshmen boys decided to make for you."
Erich had a smile at the sight of the things offered forth by the Jägermeistern team.
"And from the Badminton Club..." Miho then cleared her throat. "Fighting spirit!" she yelled with energy.
Erich snorted at the sight. "They're as lively as usual, that's good," he remarked with a satisfied smile as he continued eating.
"Pfirsich got a cold as well, so he was even more of his usual self when I went to see the guys."
The two continued to eat with each other as they talked about other things throughout their meal.
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Eventually, the two had cleared the table of food.
"That was good," Erich complimented.
"You're welcome," Miho responded as she gathered the dishes. "I'll clean up for us."
"Yeah... Sorry for making you do all this..."
"It's no problem, Bubi."
Erich then started to sway a bit in his seat as he grew dizzy. "Is it me or is it getting hot in here?"
"What do you mean?" Miho turned around to look at Erich, and she gasped in surprise upon seeing him sweating. "Oh my! You need to get that washed off right away!" She then ran off to their bathroom. "I'll get everything ready for you!"
"But it's not that bad. Really," Erich tried, but Miho continued on undeterred.
"Please, leave it to me!"
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Soon, Miho had set up an impromptu washing area with a bucket of water and some washcloths in the center of the apartment. Erich was seated in the same area as Miho kneeled behind him and got a washcloth wet in the bucket.
"Let me know if you feel any itchy spots, okay?" Miho requested.
"Alright," Erich granted as he relaxed.
Miho then gently applied the wet washcloth to his back and wiped all around his back multiple times with care. After getting the wipe-down finished, she put the cloth down and flexed her hands.
"That cloth felt a little rough. Just something I noticed," Erich revealed.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of that for you," Miho replied somewhat seductively as she gently laid her hands on Erich's shoulders. She then began to give him a relaxing massage, and Erich clearly felt its effects as he relaxed greatly into the extremely pleasing touch of his Fräulein's soft hands.
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Much later, Erich and Miho were both getting ready to head to sleep.
"Well, I think we should get some rest now, shouldn't we?" Miho suggested as she stripped down into her desert pink undergarments.
"Yeah," Erich agreed from his spot already lying in bed. He was still in just his white boxers. "You were a great help today. I really appreciate you taking the time to help me out. Dankeschön."
Miho then descended into the bed for herself, and she laid by Erich's side as she began gently tracing her finger around his bare chest. "You said you'd do anything for me," she spoke up with a smile. "You're the best friend I could ever ask for, so who would I be to not reciprocate?"
Erich responded by closing an arm around Miho. "Still, thank you."
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The next day then rolled around, and practices for both the Panzerkraft and Jägermeistern teams were set to begin. This time, both teams were going to do a joint practice.
"Bubi, are you good?" Miho asked Erich as the two approached the group of Arts of Warfare members.
Erich himself was looking much better over his state the previous day. He was now in his normal school attire. "Yeah," he replied with a smile. "Thanks to your help."
"Well, let's start with the practice then," Anzu suggested as the two German commanders came into the group. Anzu herself was performing some of her stretches in the meantime.
Erich took the time to look around the area at all of the Arts of Warfare participants. 'Huh, it seems we're a person short,' he noted within his thoughts.
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Elsewhere in another living space, Pfirsich was lying down on the floor with some blankets covering him. He himself appeared pretty sick.
"Zitrus, it's painful," he moaned. He was apparently talking over his phone to Zitrus. "Oh, you're busy now?... I see, sorry..."
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Part of Projekt Jägermeistern.
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