The Legends Still Live On
Bogen Neunzehn-komma-ein: Extras Fünf und Sechs
Kapitel Zwölf: Spinalreflex
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Another day was in the midst of being, and with another day came another day of work for the two Arts of Warfare commanders of Ooarai High School. Being the overall leader of any combat arm came with a lot of duties, and the current duty that took up all available space, and then some, on the table in the shared apartment of those two leaders was the most boring of all duties: paperwork.
Double seven thirty-four
Though, really, only one of them was doing any work. With a mechanical pencil in hand, Miho was seated upright looking over some of the paperwork at her place at the table while Erich chose to be himself in the seat opposite. By being himself, he was simply being so extremely lazy that he couldn't really be bothered to lift so much as a finger if it wasn't necessary. His current demeanor included a blasting of Swedish power metal around the apartment while slouching back. Both were still in their school outfits after letting out from classes, for differing reasons though: Miho was simply too proper-mannered to go against the dress code while still on the ship, while Erich was simply too lazy to bother changing out of his school outfit. All he did to change was ditch the tie.
"So, we'll need about 200 more 7,5 cm Panzergranaten 39, about 50 more 8,8 cm Panzergranaten 39, about 100 more Type 90 APHE shells, around 50 more M61 shells, about 100 more M51B1/B2 shells, around 7,734 Type 1 APHE shells…" Miho read over to herself as she recorded some figures, but she stopped after her latest recording and looked stunned for a bit that the Swedish power metal had infiltrated her thought process. She quickly recovered and looked to the blonde across the table. "Hey, would you mind?" she implied with a glare.
Erich sat up and found his partner, in more ways than one, glaring at him. He blinked in response. "What?" he asked, clueless to what he'd done.
Miho suppressed the urge to roll her eyes in annoyance and simply continued, "Would you mind turning down your music and actually helping me with this?" She emphasized by spreading her arms at the table's contents, particularly at all of the paperwork.
Erich thought it over for a second before answering with an amused smile, "No." He then resumed to slouching back and doing what he did prior, which was absolutely nothing.
Almighty lord we have come to your hall!
"Uuuuuuuugh…" Miho grunted out quietly in a bit of frustration. 'I should've been expecting that kind of response from him,' she mentally reflected on the blonde's response.
Do glatem live!
Creator of all!
Deciding that it would take nothing less than an act of God to get her boyfriend to help her out with paperwork, Miho chose to continue doing it by herself. But after her silent cursing of Erich's laziness passed by in her mind, she realized just how exhausted she was from her near-endless amount of work.
Open your heart!
And you will find a way!
"Jesus, I didn't realize how tired I had gotten…" she said to herself while she rolled her shoulders, hearing them crack in the process. "Alright, time for a little stretch, then."
Paradise calling!
And enter you may!
(Fall-ing! Down!)
Setting her pen down, Miho moved to stretch her arms above her head and back as much as she could, to help with getting rid of the stiffness that plagued her body because of sitting for so long. She grunted during said process, a testament to how fatigued she was getting. But her body then began to go through the motions of a very familiar dance subconsciously.
Now your soul returns to paradise!
She gasped in shock as the realization hit her like an 88 mm shell. 'There's no way that… No! It can't have been ingrained into my body!' she mentally panicked at the possibility as she flushed a deep red in embarrassment. Her eyes then caught a particular blue pair of eyes staring back at her, and her breath hitched.
Double seven thirty-four!
Across from her, Erich had been watching the little scene of Miho subconsciously dancing the Anglerfish Dance, or Sea Devil Dance as it's also known, having found nothing else to entertain himself with, but his response was the same as the light brunette's, only more contained. He too was somewhat shocked at what had transpired.
Now your soul returns to paradise!
A few tense seconds passed as they stared into each other's eyes. Miho's mind was turned to mush, as she could not think coherently at all besides for her wish to stay silent, afraid that if she spoke, she would make an even bigger fool of herself.
Double seven thirty-four!
Erich, however, slowly grew a mischievous grin as he played with his phone a bit. After 7734 ended, he switched the music to the very same music that went with the Anglerfish Dance. He held out his phone and, just before pressing play, looked over to Miho and said with a deeper, more husky tone, "Dance for me, Miholein."
Ah-Ah-AHN-Aaaahn
Ah-Ah-AHN-Aaaahn
Immediately upon the song starting, Miho stood up and began performing the dance to go with it, although it was not by her choice. Rather, her body chose to betray her and do it anyway.
Ah-Ah-Ahn
Ah-Ah-Ahn
Ahn-Ahn-Ahn
"Ich hasse dich so sehr!" the light brunette girl practically screamed at the blonde just how much she hated him right now. She was even more red in the face from realizing that her body was betraying her even more than she first thought: her body was actually getting aroused from having his eyes on her body as it betrayed her by doing the dance she grew to be so embarrassed by.
"Ja, ja, ich liebe dich auch," the blond-haired ultra-ace dismissed with a sarcastic yet still truthful response of reciprocated love as he watched on, highly entertained by the situation his girlfriend was stuck in. Seeing that his intentions were successfully implemented, Erich simply laughed and watched his girlfriend perform the dance, knowing full well that she didn't want to.
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Part of Projekt Jägermeistern.
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