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Holy Mother's War 7
KAEDE OF ARC
And love, I'll be a fool for you
I'm sure you know I don't mind
Cause you.. You mean the world to me
I know I found in you,
My endless love.
(Endless Love)
Oh, please get me out of here… Somebody get me out of here.. Now…
"…and that would be a benefit for us when it comes to the interest rate on those long-term loans the World Bank is giving to the Third World countries…, ne, Hanazawa-san?"
"…."
"… Hanazawa-san?"
"—What—OH… SURE… sure…, yes, absolutely, ABSOLUTELY, yes, that's right! That's a veeery good idea, Matsushita-san!"
All people in the room were staring; wondering if there's something wrong with the Hanazawa Ashita they knew. As far as they could recall, Matsushita was known for his mad ideas in every meeting this chamber had, and his last one was no different. Adding to that, his corporate was the biggest competitor to Hanazawa Group in the market, and that was one of so many reasons why they always clash into steamy debate everytime they met. But it seemed like today had too many surprises in store for everyone.
And too many anguish for someone who had just been pointed as a meeting leader.
Left in the room by her rival to go after something she also desperately wanted to save, Ashita couldn't think of a reason to excuse herself from the meeting. This chamber was important, an ultimately elite one— so elite that no powerful lady or gentleman there could leave the room without a reasonable excuse, an emergency one that was a matter of life and death—but Doumyouji Kaede had took it all from her.
Come on..think Ashita, THINK! You're a Hanazawa first lady! You can do better than that Medusa—
"Madam, it's Rui-sama." Kareika stood up too abruptly, coming to her Madam rescue. The panic was all over her face, so true that only a professional actress could manage it at the same level. As she gave Ashita the cellphone, her hand was shaking obviously and her voice was trembling. No one dared to think that it was a joke, and neither did Ashita. The image of Rui laid in the emergency room with all the wires plugged on his body was all over her head.
".. what is it…" Ashita's face went white from fear.
"We need to go, Mam. Now." Ordering some of their guards to help her Madam walked to the exit, Kareika packed her Madam's things and explained to the forum about the emergency situation they had.
Everyone gasped after hearing her last sentence. That adorable prince? Hanazawa Rui? How come he got such a misfortune… Some of them had already started relating its coincidence with the 'breakfast accident' the defiant Doumyouji Tsukasa got just half hour ago, but there were no chance it was something made up. No mother would have a heart to make a scenario involving their sons in serious accidents like that.
But these are no ordinary moms we're talking about.
"..and with your consent, Madams and Sirs, we'll be leaving now. I humbly request for Tetsuo-sama's willingness to take the lead over," She bowed before the said Tetsuo and the chamber gave their approval. Kareika was out of the room in a flash.
Ashita was buckling up in her helicopter seat when her secretary jumped in and closed the door behind her. "Reika, tell me what it is—"
"—no, it was nothing, Mam. Trust me. Young master was alright, everything's okay."
Ashita inhaled deeply and heaved a relieved sigh. Reika was great. She was wrong for underestimating this girl one hour ago.
"So.. what did you tell the chamber?" Being curious and excited about the 'plan', she now asked with sparkling eyes.
Kareika approached her, whispering gently in her ear.
"… …"
"WHAT?"
Her secretary was indeed, planning to beat Nishida's stadium of madness.
"Everyone move! Move! Sir..Sir, please stay out of the way," Men in sunglasses and black suits were all over the place, moving people aside as if clearing the way for an honorable guest to walk on.
"Sir, zone 1 is clear." One of them made a brief report, alerting his boss who'd been waiting outside a limousine parked 500 meters from the spot.
"Good job, boys." He put down his headset, opened the limo door and bowed. "Mam, you're ready to go."
Pulling out her left leg where a pointed black Gucci shoe was attached, Doumyouji Kaede shoved herself out of the car and readied herself to walk through the mess presented before her. Never in her entire life would she ever dreamed that someday she'd deal with all of this – throwing away one hundred dollars for flood victims in who-knows-where, escape such an important meeting with the silliest bullshit she'd ever made, let herself walk into a chaos where thousands of anarchists were doing a demonstration, all of it – for a girl she used to disgust the most on this planet.
"Are you sure doing this, Doumyouji-sama? It's too dangerous—"
"Ask that again and I'll stitch those lips." She threatened.
Takayama sighed. Being a Doumyouji security guard for almost half of his life, he knew too well how determined a Doumyouji could be when it came to winning a competition. His young master Tsukasa was one real example – a proof in flesh and blood that such kind of determination does exist.
"We must hurry. He might've been hurt." Wearing on sunglass and a hoody jacket to disguise herself from public, Kaede stepped closer to the zone where the person she's daring to help was trapped. Her guards were all around her, shoving people to give a way and protecting her, but still it was very difficult to walk through that number of people all by themselves. They were far outnumbered, statistically.
Since Kaede and all her guards were in disguise and not carrying the almighty Doumyouji labels, people didn't know anything about them. They got irritated for what they were doing, and they started to fight back.
"…AAAHH!" A baseball bat almost made a smash on Kaede's head, when one of her guards caught it on time with his hand.
I can't believe I'm doing this. Oh God.
Looking at her fearless guards fighting the crowds without concerning their own safety, she almost surrendered and told them to back off, but the image of Tsukushi and Tsukasa taking their pre-wedding pictures flashed before her eyes, and she's all back to her might. Balling up her fist, she moved her feet forward.
"Mam, we're risking your life. I'm calling for extra guards."
"No, no, no need for that! You'll ruin everything! We can do this, come on!" One of her guards was pulling out a gun from his jacket, but she stopped him right away. "Don't ever think about it." Then, like a lioness roaring, she marched and put herself in the frontline, pulled her guards' hands and marshaled them onward. "COME ON! KEEP MOVING!" She pushed their backs with all strength, kicking here and there to make her own way.
"Takayama-san, where's he?" Kaede jerked her head right and left, desperately looking for the reason of her being here.
Her guard failed to respond in two seconds, and she snapped. "WHERE-IS-HE?" She grabbed his jacket.
"There, Mam," he pointed somewhere. "We're going to find him behind that building— … wait Doumyou— D-DOUMYOUJI-SAMA!"
Running through the sea crowds with the highest speed she could make, Kaede was heading for the direction Takayama's index finger had pointed. It wasn't easy at all; the crowds' pressure swayed her body back and forth, and she fell so many times on her way. She could make an immediate get up on every fall previously, but as the pressure continued and there was no more space to breathe, it was getting more difficult every minute passed.
"AHH!" Another push beat her to the ground, her body flailed and she fell again right on her knees. Cradling below the crowds' waistline, she took some seconds to examine her bruises. "Oohh…..." She peeked out and checked her surroundings, craving to see any man in those black jackets.
"Oh shit." Her guards were too far behind; she's all on herself now.
"…ssschh..aa-aah…"
It hurts..
She nursed those bruises and blew over them; heaving a deep sigh as the pain went away for a few heavenly seconds. There were too many of them; some were blue, mere scratches, some were bleeding wounds she got from hitting the ground. Slowly but sure they were starting to throb, and she bit her lips in anticipation for the pain.
There, sacked to the lowest point in her life, she was suddenly reminded of a dreadful memory some year ago in Eitoku basement, where her son almost died after obediently received violent tortures from eight people without any fight. No guy had a gut big enough to challenge Doumyouji Tsukasa in a fight, but that feared fighter willingly accepted those kicks and hits for the girl he's crazily in love with.
And now his mom was following his steps.
Kaede laughed. It's funny how the Doumyouji family found a new habit of torturing themselves and bleed to save a Makino.
And she was soon reminded of the reason she was here today.
Mustering all the strengths she had inside, Kaede raised herself from the ground, struggling to stand up without anything to grip and finally made it to start a footstep. She walked.
"AAAARGHHH!" I'm going to find him. I'm not going anywhere before I find him!
And that very instant, her perseverance yielded.
Standing close enough to the big red emergency door behind the main building, Kaede made a double take when she saw that man— short figure with odd-looking moustache and a few hair turning grey, covered in an obviously no-brand suit and wearing thick old-fashioned glasses which now been fogged up with his own sweat— he wasn't calling for any help apparently, nor he did any attempt to fight back. He was all helpless; lying on the ground like a dead body.
Wait..
DEAD?
Kaede gulped.
H-he can't be dead, no, not now!
She didn't waste time no more. Armored up with all the energy left inside, she ran towards him, shoved any man aside who stood on her way to get him.
"STEP ASIDE!" It didn't matter that now she was out of her district of authority—her command seemed to work anywhere in the world. Everyone was stepping aside.
And just like that, she finally found him.
"Makino-san? Makino-san, wake up!" She shook his shoulders callously. His head was bumping the ground as she did so, which made his condition even worse, but she was too panicked to care. Pressing two fingers to his upper throat, she prayed all the way to find some pulse there.
He's alive!
The pulse was there, indistinct and faint but it still was there.
I can save him!
"Makino-san, can you hear me? We need to get out of here, can you..can you wake up now?"
He lied still.
"Makino Haruo-san?"
He didn't want to wake up, a thought fled through her scattered mind. He's afraid to see my face.. He's too afraid to wake up.
Considering all the awful things she had done to him and his family in the past, it was indeed, no wonder for her.
"All right," She drew a deep breath, preparing for their first normal conversationafter the last one they had where his wife poured one pot of salt onto her head for humiliating Tsukushi. "My name is Doumyouji Kaede, Tsukasa's mother. Our children are dating, yes, and they're going to be husband and wife shortly, so… we will be.. umm.. parents-in-law." She stopped at the last word, smiling—cherishing the beauty of it. The image of Ashita pouting with her jealous face in the corner of her son's wedding party was dancing in her head. "Ooooh… it's gonna be soooo beautiful, ne, Haruo-san?" She made a very satisfied, creepy laugh.
A gang of boys with bats and sticks gulped at the scene. Deciding not to deal with such poor crazy wife who had just lost her husband, they looked at each other and fearfully stepped away from her.
"So umm… I'm sorry. I had done terrible things to your family and I regret it, I regret it so much. Those things will never happen again, I guarantee. I just want Tsukasa and Tsukushi together, have their happily ever after. And far far away from that Rui and his dangerous hideous LUCIFER mother. That's my only wish," She took his hand all through her chanting, talking as if he was listening with two wide-opened eyes.
More people were stepping away now.
"So there's nothing to worry about, okay? You can open your eyes now."
But being unconscious as he was, he stayed unmoved.
"Haruo-san, we NEED to get out of here. I...I can't carry you like.. Well I'm not Tsukasa okay? I'm not that idiot, that str—big and…— ohhh.." She was on the edge of losing it. "…Would you wake up now, please?"
Reaching her boiling point, she barked him up. "I SAID WAKE UP!"
She slapped him.
… …
Kaede gasped.
Oh no.. I've slapped… my in-law-to-be…
She looked at her sinful hand in horror, rubbing it to the ground repeatedly as if that could wipe away the 'crime' it had committed and hurriedly apologize.
"I.. I – I'm so sorry.. Haruo-san, I'm so—.. I'm usually not like this you know.. I.. I am a charming and sweet mother at home—"
…. BOOOMMMM!
Wha—what's that?
A mad protester threw something over the fence— it exploded right next to the main building where Haruo lied. The sound was ear-deafening and the smoke was filling the air, making it so difficult to see and to breathe. Everyone was running chaotically and screaming in fear.
Kaede raised her head, wanting so badly to get a look at the culprit's face.
Wait until I'm done with this. I'll have yourhead on my dinner plate tonight, she vowed.
But before she got any clear view on him, another blast took place.
Kaede looked at Haruo helplessly. She had no choice; she had to carry this man out to a safer place all by herself.
Mustering the uncanny Doumyouji power she had inside, she pulled Haruo's shoulders off the ground. She turned her back on him and kneeling down, then hooked up both his floppy arms onto her neck. Her hands were clutching his thighs tight around her waist, ready for a piggyback carry.
Remembering some pictures her SPs gave her where there were so many times Tsukasa carried Tsukushi like this, Kaede smiled.
It wasn't that hard though, she smirked.
She drew a deep breath. "One, two, three—"
… …
BAMMMM!
They fell altogether to the ground.
"Aash…." Kaede absently rubbed her back. It didn't hurt that much though; Haruo was the one who hit the ground, and the one who served as Kaede's own mattress to land on as well.
Oh God…
With such force of collision smacking his head, there's some possibility that he could beat Tsukasa's score of madness someday. Or worse, she swallowed in fear.
"Okay once again.. One, two, three—… EEEERGHHHHHH!"
This time, they fell frontward with her nose kissing the ground. "Ooooh.. ooh.. uuuhk…uuhk! UUUHKKK!.." She coughed against the dusty ground, which only served to make the coughs even worse.
I gave birth to Tsukasa. I AM HIS MOTHER. IF HE CAN DO THIS, THEN SO CAN I!
She was in the middle of preparing herself for another pull, when an urgent voice approaching, calling her name.
"MOVE!" Takayama's loud voice was somewhere close. "Doumyoji-sama! Doumyoji-sama!" He shoved people aside, calling over and over.
Kaede got up from the ground, raised her head higher and waved one hand to give him a sign.
"Doumyouji-sama…. Doumyouji-sama, are you all right?" His shirt was damped with sweat from the struggle and his eyes were red from worrying of his Madam's safety. Winces of regret for not doing his job properly were clear on his face, as he looked at her bruises and wounds and at the man lying on her back whom she was trying to save. He made a silent awe inside. His Madam was undeniably the mightiest lady on earth.
"Are you blind or what? DO I LOOK LIKE I'M ALL RIGHT?" She shouted at him; fuming with rage.
"Mam, I'm so sorry—"
"Apologize later. We need to get him to the hospital. Get him out of here, now."
Her guards worked fast. In a blink, Makino Haruo was already carried in the trusted hands of two of Doumyouji brawny guards; out to a safe point where a helicopter was waiting on an abandoned soccer field at the back of the next tower.
They finally reached the soccer field, and Takayama ordered the pilot to open the door immediately. "Open the door! Open it!"
The door opened and two hands stretched outside; ready to take Haruo's body on board.
"Be careful! He's injured!" Takayama tried to speak as loud as possible, considering the deafening sound of the spinning propellers and the strong wind they had caused.
"Watch out his head! Or I'll off your heads!" Kaede shouted.
Despite of their difficulty with the noise and the wind, the evacuation went well, and Haruo was finally lying safely inside the helicopter. It was now Kaede's turn to get in.
"Why is the step so high? Lower it!" She whined.
The poor pilot was in the middle of struggling to find the button to lower that step, when Takayama announced a trouble alert.
"Mam, we got company."
A group of protesters had finally found them, and they were now running towards them in anger. Their screams of protest and shrieks were getting louder as they tried to close the gap; some profanities were even hearable as the distance shortened.
"GRAB HER!" Takayama shouted to his boys inside, and they hurriedly reached for Kaede's arms and pulled her up.
They succeed; Kaede was eventually safe inside. Takayama followed next. Counting on his long legs as a springboard to jump, he got himself in without any difficulty.
With their last person made it in time to escape the catastrophe underneath, everyone in the helicopter exhaled a long breath of stress out, wiping their sweats and smiled at each other as an unspoken thank of the good luck.
Everyone— except the pilot.
"Mam, we have a situation here."
He didn't need to explain what kind of situation it was, because at the very next second, they lost altitude and the helicopter couldn't fly more than twenty feet from the ground.
"Are you trying to kill us?" Kaede snapped; all the way suppressing her urge to smack the pilot's head to the pane beside his seat.
"Kid, what's wrong?" Takayama was much calmer, but not any less anxious. "Are we overloaded?"
"No, no, Sir.. I don't know.. it was—"
"AaaH!"
The door sled open.
Ohh..seriously— "HAVE YOU EVER FLY THIS?" Kaede lost it. Strong wind coming in, messing up her already chaotic hair in all directions. A roaring lion was now on board.
Takayama tried to soothe her. "Mam, please be calm.."
"HOW CAN I BE CALM, WHEN I KNOW I'M GOING TO DIE GLIDING FROM A HELICOPTER?" She jerked Takayama's fluttering jacket; her eyelids were half-closed, resisting the strong hurting wind. She pointed at the lying Haruo. "AND HIM.. HE COULD DIE ANY MINUTE, SO YOU BETTER HAVE THIS SHIT STRAIGHT RIGHT NOW!"
Undoubtedly loyal as he was, Takayama nodded.
"Get us to the woods." He told the pilot. "Can you keep it at twenty, kid? I'll check the door outside."
"Yes, Sir."
"Hey you. Hold my feet down." He gave instruction to the guard next to him; then lied down with his face upward while half of his body—waist to head— hanging down outside the helicopter.
"Sir, let me—"
"I know the drill, son."
Although now they were in the woods— an area that was far beyond the protesters' reach— it was still so lethal for him. There was no guarantee that the helicopter could fly constantly at such safe height above the ground. His head could hit the ground or the pointy branches any second, and it might end him forever. Such things he did for a loyalty.
Checking for the third time that there was nothing wrong with the door, the rail, the propeller axis and even the complicated wires, he was started to be frustrated and ready to instruct the boys to pull his body up.
"Sir, I can't hold it for long! Come up!" The pilot yelled at him; his command was urgent and set.
And that was when he found that thing.
His eyes narrowed when they caught a glimpse of it— black, round tiny unspecific thing—attached firmly just below the helicopter's body.
What's that?
He tried to reach and touch it, but it was just unreachable.
"TAKAYAMA-SAN!" The pilot called again, and the heli was starting to fly wobbly; wavering right to left, back and forth.
"GET UP HERE, YOU IDIOT!" Kaede shouted. Filled up with concern for her guard's safety, she decided to stretch her arms out and grab him inside. Her sudden movement worsened the chopper's already-poor balance, and Haruo's body glided outside.
"NO!" She gawked in horror.
"Madam!" The guards hurried to save Kaede who seemed to be almost losing her grip. They let Haruo glided down, closer and closer to the fall. They couldn't do much; they were only two of them and the other three persons' lives were now at stake, all hanging at the left side of the wobbly-fled helicopter. They should choose, and by how clear that determination showed up in the boys' eyes, Kaede knew exactly whose life they would choose to save.
"GRAB HIM! Grab..GRAB-HIM!" It didn't work well this time; her guards had chosen to lose their heads rather than losing their autocrat Madam's life. Haruo's body was half outside now. "Aaa.. no…no.. no no no, oh please…. please no…"
And he started to fall.
"AAAAAGHHHHH!" Jerking her left hand out from her guard's grip, Kaede caught one belt of Haruo's life vest on time.
"Mam, let him go!"
How dare you.., she narrowed her eyes. You don't tell me what to do.
"Okay..okay..Doumyouji-sama, I got it." Takayama spoke from his downward-hanging position, two feet away from her. "Just wait right there, I'll take him up. Boys, tighten your grip!" He was ready for an acrobatic performance; swaying his body a little to get the maximum momentum to grab Haruo's vest from Kaede's grip with his reverse pose like that.
Wait… something's wrong. Kaede whined.
He's jerking.
Looking at the belt in her hand, she realized that her grip on him was getting loose.
He's having seizure? … But.. seizures couldn't be this strong.. The forces were stronger and more intense now; jerking him down, pulling him out from her grip.
She looked down.
WHAT THE—
It wasn't any seizure. Her eyes stared in disbelief when she saw what's happening underneath them— two arms were capturing Haruo's legs below, pulling him down.
"Ooh you little..—GET OFF HIM!" Kaede tightened up her grip, pulling him up with all her strength.
"Doumyouji-sama, Mam, Mam, listen to me.." Takayama's worst fear was so almost to be real.
"GET-OFF-HIM, YOU PSYCHOPATH!"
The said psychopath pulled even harder. No one could get a clear view on him; he was wearing a hoody jacket too and half his face was covered with mask.
"Madam—"
"Uuuuugh….Ma-daam…." The guard who grip her hands in the helicopter seemed had almost reached his limit. "Mam…. uuugh.. let him... g-go.."
"Doumyouji-sama—"
"SHUT UP!"
Kaede stared at the belt in her grasp. As the puller made a few stronger yanks on Haruo's legs, her fingers were slowly but sure forced to be opened. It'd be just a matter of seconds before it sled through those slender fingers, tossing Haruo's body to the arms of whoever waiting below.
I've gone this far. Her spirit spoke. I am not letting him go.
She drew a deep breath.
… …
"D..D-DOUMYOUJI-SAMAAA!"
As his true fear came real, Takayama could only stare with eyes opened wide when he saw his president, his Madam falling down from the helicopter with her claw kept clutching Haruo—the man whom she was used to be more than happy to kick out from a rocketing jet for letting his daughter dating her son in the past.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAA—"
BAMMM!
The sound was heart-thumping, and everyone in the helicopter skipped a heart beat at the hearing of it. Takayama couldn't breathe.
...
A smile bloomed on his lips.
Haruo's parachute was everywhere. Unbeknownst to them, Kaede made it on time to pull the switch and it blew right before they smacked the ground.
Oh thank God… All the Doumyouji guards couldn't hold their laugh. What a woman.. They shook their head in disbelief and looked at their Madam in awe. None of them had ever thought that that 'iron lady' nickname was true to her flesh.
Although her back hurt like hell and there were many new cuts now from hitting the woods, Kaede got up hurriedly and took in her surroundings quickly.
Where is he?
A silent movement at her back answered.
Kaede turned back to find that Haruo was being dragged away by that hoody man.
"H-HEY YOU! WHAT'RE YOU DOING COME HERE YOU—" Kaede ran after them and grabbed Haruo. She got a leg this time. She pulled him with anything left she had inside. "AA…ARRRGHHHH!"
But her opponent didn't give in that easily. He pulled Haruo through both his limpy arms. And by the way he pulled, it was obvious that he would win over Kaede in this duel. Kaede had lost too much energy after all.
"Take us down!" Takayama ordered the pilot. He couldn't take it anymore; his Madam had fought by herself for so many times today.
Kaede racked her tired brain. She decided to change the game.
While the hoody man was still busy with Haruo's arms and the pulling game, Kaede suddenly released that leg and unexpectedly running—towards him.
BUKK!
Her right jab landed on his jaw. He wobbled backwards.
"Get up. I haven't finished with you, jerk!"She yanked his collar and made him facing her up.
BUKK!
Another jab hit his other jaw. A big blue mark was left on it.
Who do you think you are—
PUKK!
Kaede was plunged onto the grass. The man had made his fight back. Something was coming out from Kaede's lips and staining her palm. It was blood. The rest in her body now hissed with wrath.
All right.. let's have it then.
Pretending like she couldn't make any move from the ground, Kaede was hiding her face from that guy when he pulled her from the back and flipped her.
BUKK!
Kaede made her surprise punch, and the guy screamed in pain, writhing and hurriedly nursing his eye with both his hands. There was nothing special about that punch though; nothing except the heavy diamond metal watch that Kaede had sled through her fingers before giving a punch to escort his eyes.
"AAAH…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH!"
His scream was weird.
Looking at her enemy writhing on the ground, Kaede was all set to end his life in the most hurting way she could possible imagine: hang him on a tree branch with the black scarf she's wearing around her neck and leave him to die in this wilderness.
But Kaede always knew her priority. Haruo was dying and her struggle would be meaningless if he died. There was no way she would let the culprit go, but she could make her revenge later. Seconds later.
Something above her was spinning the air and deafening her eardrums. She looked up. The helicopter was finally landed and her guards were coming for her.
"Doumyouji-sama—"
"—I should probably consider cutting your salary by half. All of you."
They kept quiet. No one dared to say anything.
Kaede sighed and turned her face. "But I think I'm a little busy now for that," She eyed them cautiously. "Now get him to the hospital before I do that consideration right now in this woods."
They followed her instruction, and hurriedly running towards Haruo and picked him up. He was carried carefully and brought safely into the cabin. Takayama gave sign to his Madam to step next.
"No, you go first." She crossed her arms. "Last time I followed your order, we got a terrible disaster."
Takayama took in their surroundings, and halfheartedly nodded. His eyes stopped for a brief second at the fainted hoody guy who lied on the ground not so far from them, suppressing the urge to beat him to death for staining his Madam's face with those bruises, before stepping up into the helicopter.
"Mam," He invited Kaede inside, stretching both his hands to help her. Although an encouraging smile was planted on his face, his brain was working hard inside—frustratedly tried to connect the dots those seemed so close to give him a clue.
The crowds in the soccerfield.. How did they find us? Who told them about the place?
That thing attached to the helicopter.. What is it? Who did it? When? Does it have anything to do with the accident?
That hoody guy… Who is he? What does he want—
"NOT-SO-FAST!"
A loud shrieking voice startled him and everyone there, knocked them out in gasp. When he's back from the stupor, he realized that his Madam had been taken out from his grasp; pulled down to the ground by the fake-fainted hoody guy.
Hoody…guy?
A chill crept down his spine at the realization. That voice—he knew it. Knew it too well.
Only he heard it so tender and sweet, not this way. Ever.
He looked at the person in horror.
… …
"GO! I GOT THIS! SAVE HIM! GO!" Takayama could only stared in disbelief as his Madam ordered him to leave while she struggled in a combat with her opponent.
No way… It couldn't be..
"HE'S DYING! GO!" She repeated the order, this time with a begging tone.
BUKK!
PUKK!
BAKBUKK!
PAKK!
"Go." He ordered the pilot.
"B-but Doumyouji-sama—"
"We're leaving. Go." Repeating his order, he still couldn't take his eyes off the wrestling scene below.
The puzzles set in together, and he involuntarily shivered.
… …
"Ashita-sama…"
He couldn't believe his own lips.
Hmmm… one month, ne? Yeah..so far from my target. Sorry if Tsukushi and the F4 were absent in the last two chapters. They will be on HMW 8. I promise. How do you think Tsukasa and Rui deal with the whole hospital thing? And who's gonna win the mommies wrestling? Go put your bet, I already have the winner hehehe..^_^ So.. till the next chapter! *I swear I'll make it two weeks this time U_U*
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