Chp 4: [And the Terrorists intrude!!] For a while and a bit...

Ah~ Kamijou sensei called me... Will I be alright?!

Misaki was already starting to panic. His feet got heavier with each step. And soon, he reached the entrance to Hiroki's office.

*Knock*

"Takahashi? Come in!" Hiroki was extremely tired, after carrying stacks of paper and running to and from in the room.

"A-Ano, Kamijou sensei, what did you want me to help you with? ~ " Misaki was clearly nervous, stammering as he spoke.

Hiroki looked at him for awhile, and finally said, "Photocopy these papers for me. 50 copies each. No less."

50?! Ah... This is going to take awhile. Good thing I called Usagi-san. If not, he might wait forever...

*Yi--- Chick*

Just when Misaki was starting the photocopier, the door opened, and a lively voice came through.

"MY sweet honey~" Ah. Sweet... Honey..?

This is a different guy. Different from the one who was kissing Kamijou sensei just yesterday. I remember the other guy has blue hair...

Don't tell me... Kamijou sensei was TWO-TIMING?!

"Miyagi kyoujiu!!" Hiroki turned around.

"Ek!!" Miyagi squirmed.

What are these two up to? Misaki stood down there, lost.

"Ah~" Miyagi finally saw Misaki, and turned to face him. "You have such a cute student, and yet you want to keep him all to yourself~?"

Soon, his hands were all over Misaki. "L-Let go of me, P-Please!!" Misaki was waving his hands in the air and almost started kicking when---

"Miyagi!!" The door opened and a student stood right there, staring at Miyagi. His face was expressionless, yet, it revealed everything.

Everyone in the room froze. Misaki could feel the cold stare right down to his spine.

"Shi-Shinobu-chin, don't be mistaken-" Miyagi started explaining, but was cut off by Shinobu.

"Ah. I forgave you before for going out with that guy over there-" he pointed at Hiroki, and continued, "behind my back, now you're aiming at students? Are you sick? " Shinobu's face suddenly darkened.

Ironic, isn't it? With that, Shinobu stormed off, with Miyagi behind, trying to explain everything.

"Don't bother about them. It always ends up like this. It's just that this time, the unlucky victim, is you." Hiroki said casually, and continued with his work.

Misaki slowly nodded his head, indicating that he was snapping out of it.

The atmosphere became heavy, and Misaki could feel the pressure. What to do..?

*Yi---*

"A-Ano," Misaki spoke, breaking the eerie silence in the room, "About yesterday..." Hiroki stopped dead in his tracks.

Ah, the unavoidable.

Hiroki glanced at Misaki. He was working very fast now, obviously uncomfortable about the topic.

" I-I won't tell anyone about it, so d-don't worry!!" Misaki stammered, but his voice firm and full of promise.

Hiroki had no reason to doubt him. "Ah!" Hiroki suddenly remembered. "Takahashi, next time, don't look at me with that kind of face. I am NOT two-timing, nor am I the third party!"

Can Kamijou sensei read minds?!

Misaki was pondering over the question when Hiroki answered, "No, I can't. It's just that, what you're thinking is written all over your face."

At this point of time, Miyagi is still trying to explain to Shinobu that he is innocent...

Misaki left after his work was done.

*Whew*

Hiroki slumped onto his chair, and was about to continue with his work when his cell phone rang.

"Kamijou here." He said as he answered the phone.

"Hiroki, its Usami here!" A voice came through.

"Baka-hiko!!" Hiroki was shocked.

Baka-hiko?? Well, whatever. I'm used to it, Usami thought.

"Come to my house tomorrow and get your book. I'm free anytime. I'll give you my address."

After Hiroki jolted down Usami's address, he hung up. His house, huh? I have never been there before... I guess I'll go after my lecture tomorrow.

It looks like Usami forgot he needed to go to the publishing company, didn't he?

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