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Just for One Day Part 3

Milo hadn't come even the next day. Nevertheless, since both the Goldies and Bronzies trusted Camus's intuition, that Milo would be alright and wouldn't miss the photo thing, they kept preparing everything for that. Saga and Kanon were the most enthusiastic of all.

"Kanon, move the grandfather clock away. I think it doesn't suit to decorate the background," ordered Saga.

"K," answered Kanon as he approached the grandfather clock. That was maybe the first ever he obeyed his brother's order. He tried to push the clock, but unexpectedly it was really hard to move. He'd never thought the clock would be that heavy. Dohko, Aiolos, and Shura soon helped him, but it also didn't work.

Then Shaka came. He easily moved the clock with one of his hands, as if it was only a digital watch. He then walked in dignity to the dining room to eat his breakfast, seemed unaware that Kanon, Shura, Dohko, and Aiolos were staring at him with eyes and mouths opened wide.

When everybody almost finished their breakfast, Milo arrived and entered the dining room cheerfully. "Good morning!" he greeted. He gave a tidy wrappings box to Aphrodite. "Here the steak, Dite, sorry I'm late."

"Where the hell were you going?!" snarled Saga. "My hand almost stiffed for dialing your cell-phone number for thousand times!"

"I'm sorry. My cell-phone ran off battery and the pilot was ill," said Milo as he sat next to Camus. "You miss me, Fridge?" he asked Camus. Camus ignored him, which only made Milo chuckled slightly. "Anyway," Milo said when he poured the meal on the plate. "Hajime-san, the pilot, he's had a flu even before taking flight to Sweden. After arriving in Stockholm he couldn't take it anymore, that's why I had to bring him to the doctor and wait till he got well. Unfortunately he couldn't get well soon. He said better I left him and headed back to Japan on my own. He will go home after his health recovered."

"So you came back here with official airplane then," said Shura.

"Nope, there was no airplane heading to Narita either yesterday nor today," answered Milo lightly.

"Wh…then how did you come back here? Light speed? We're powerless now," cut Aiolia, baffled.

"God…isn't it clear…? 'Course I came here by the jet-plane," said Milo, rolled his eyes.

"But you said the pilot is ill."

"Yeah, the pilot is ill. I piloted the jet-plane myself," said Milo, with the tone which saying piloting a jetplane is similar with riding a bicycle.

Everybody in the dining-room watched Milo with zombie-like expression. Only Camus who didn't stare at his best friend—he'd already guessed Milo would do even the most insane thing to head back to Japan on time.

"Shaka moved the grandfather clock with his fingers and Milo piloted a jetplane," mumbled Shura as he continued eating. "Really…tomorrow we have to register all the people here to Ripley's Believe It or Not…"

Xxx

The breakfast time ended. Finally all of them gathered in the common room that had been decorated. They would be photographed together there.

"Hey…we're not going to be photographed with the Bronze Saints, are we?" asked Deathmask to Aphrodite.

"The insect said we will be photographed with the Bronzies at first, but then it will be only the Gold Saints," explained Aphrodite, pouring powder on his face. "Why?"

"No, just asking," said Deathmask. He severally took glances at Shun. Well…if he had to be photographed together with the Bronzies, he had to set himself a kilometer away from Shun. He had a very unpleasant experience when he had to be photographed with him.

"There's something missing here," said Saga in the other side of the common room. "Shion."

"Shion is always guarding the Papacy," smiled Dohko. "But don't worry, we certainly will have time to go to Sanctuary to do photo there."

Saga smiled weakly. With his juniors' selfish nature, he doubted they would be willing to take a trip together to Greek only for the sake of a photograph.

"K, go take the best poses," said Milo after he finished adjusting the camera. Everyone started doing his order. After setting the camera into the automatic shot and ordering the best position for his fellows, he quickly joined them.

Ten seconds later…BLITZ!

Afterwards, the Bronzies set aside. Milo adjusted the camera again, quickly joined his fellows again, and as before, ten seconds later…

BLITZ!

That was it. The Goldies's sketches had been drawn and everyone was happy.

Continued in the next chapter