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"We are almost arriving," said Ms. Latnem. She glared at the bus driver. "We are, aren't we?"
The bus driver swallowed and locked his eyes on the road once more. "Um, we're not quite there yet, Miss."
Ms. Latnem flicked her hair. "Such bad quality! Just to get to Matsushima! I am never acquire this bus service ever again!"
The bus driver looked desperate. "There is only 20 minutes left, Miss. Please be patient. I'm trying to do my best, but the traffic is a little slow. After all, Matsushima is a great touristic place."
Ms. Latnem huffed. "Whatever."
"We're going to Matsushima?" asked Kirihara. "That's a awesome field trip!" He was about to jump up, but Sanada pulled him down.
"Keep your straight face on," Sanada reminded him. "We are not trying to act like we actually like this field trip or her. Amen."
Marui rolled his eyes. "I don't care. Why are you so obsessed with Jesus and God now? You've changed a lot just from that week away from tennis."
Flashback
Sanada was on his knees, his hands clasped together, in front of Ms. Latnem. "Please, please let me back in the tennis club!" he begged, not noticing the 'what the fuck?' glances the people were shooting him.
Shishido had said, that if you wanted someone to be moved, you must throw away your dignity, say goodbye to embarrassment and trust your life in god. Amen.
And maybe Ms. Latnem just agreed because she wanted another person to torture. But we'll keep that thought at the back of our heads and keep on reading.
End Flashback
Niou shushed them. "Quiet. I'm trying to think."
Marui, who happened to be sitting beside him, got his curiosity invoked. "What are you thinking about?"
"You see, if Yanagi's gonna get tortured like you, then Ms. Latnem will obviously burn his data books, right?"
"I guess so..."
Niou smirked. "Then I can maybe snatch a couple and have some fun with them. That's why I'm thinking so hard."
"What do you mean by 'have some fun with them'?" demanded Kirihara who just happened to believe that he must know everything.
Niou's smirk grew wider. "You'll see. Puri."
"We have arrived!" announced Ms. Latnem. Everybody grumbled and stepped off the bus. Yanagi looked a little pale, probably from overhearing Niou's predictions.
Ms. Latnem turned to look at them. "Now," she drawled, "we will wait for the VIP taxi I have requested."
In a few minutes, the VIP taxi pulled up in front of them. It seated 5.
"There's not enough seats," Jackal pointed out.
"So?" asked Ms. Latnem. "There are 3 seats for you. That's enough."
"Can you do math?" questioned Yanagi. "There are 7 regulars!" But he immediately shut up. The glint in Ms. Latnem's eyes was murderous.
"So?" answered Ms. Latnem. "Deal with it." She opened the car door and stepped in. "Are you all idiots just going to stand there and do nothing? Get in, for Pete's sake!"
The regulars mumbled and got in.
"How are we going to fit the 8 of us in 3 seats?" demanded Jackal.
Yanagi pondered the thought. "What about 5 of us sit in the seats, then 3 of us sit in the trunk?"
Everybody looked at each other. Then in perfect unison, they cried, "Not it!"
"Tie!" stated Marui. "Let's try that again. 1...2...3..."
"NOT IT!"
"Why are we shouting not it?" asked Yanagi. "It should be specifically, 'not me'."
"1...2...3..."
"NOT ME!"
"Just get in!" screamed Ms. Latnem.
"Fine," sighed Yagyuu, "I'll sit in the trunk." He opened the trunk door and gracefully stepped in. Everybody placed their hand on their heart and waved their handkerchiefs sadly while wiping away tears.
"I'll go too!" sobbed Jackal.
"Me too!" agreed Marui.
"I'll also sit in the trunk," stated Kirihara. "What a sacrifice!"
A grin erupted on Yagyuu's face while he pulled his leg out of the trunk. "Okay then. As the gentleman, I will personally allow you guys to take this dutiful job of sitting in the trunk. I'll always remember you guys, Jackal, Marui and Kirihara-kun! Good luck!" Skipping towards the group, Yagyuu smiled. What a great day.
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"I...can't...take...it!" moaned Kirihara. His face was green.
Yagyuu turned around and smiled. Even though the five of them were quite squished, but it was still very comfortable, especially with the cool breeze blowing in their faces. "It's not my fault, Kirihara-kun. You personally volunteered. But it's okay. We'll always have enough money for a few coffins and the work of gravediggers."
Marui breathed in deeply, trying to hold back the muck in his stomach from blasting out. "Could you please close the window? The wind is making me...sick."
Niou frowned. "But it's very humid in here, and if we close the window, it'll be very hot!"
"Then let's have a vote," suggested Sanada. "Who votes to close the window?"
Jackal, Marui and Kirihara raised up their hands.
"Then who votes to keep the window open?"
Yagyuu, Yanagi, Niou and himself raised up their hands.
Sanada beamed. "Majority wins. The window stays open. Amen." The 4 of them cheered, while the other 3 unfortunate souls felt a urge to punch someone's face.
"Keep the noise down!" commanded Ms. Latnem. "And yes, Driver. Stop here."
The regulars happily stepped down from the taxi. Standing in front of them was a wicked-looking house, made out of grey stone. The untrimmed edges stood up irregularly, casting shadows on the overgrown lawn. The wind blew through the rickety old porch, and the old wind chime tinkled.
"We're going to be staying here?" asked Kirihara in a small whisper.
"Of course NO!" shouted Ms. Latnem. "We are staying HERE."
She pointed to a towering mansion, made of out pure white wood that was so white it looked blinding and neon. The hedges were nicely trimmed, the lawn nicely mowed. There were a few rocking cheers on the clean porch. Flowers bloomed everywhere. A small paved passageway led to the outstanding door. The gates opened.
"We shall be living here," commanded Ms. Latnem. She proudly walked past the gates.
"My god!" exclaimed Marui as they entered through the welcoming door. "This is like heaven itself!"
The whole group was led in the manor.
"Ooh!" cried Kirihara. "Just look at the beautiful statue!" He pointed to a antique sculpture of a angel, carved out of white marble.
"Mrs. Lorimar carved it," said Ms. Latnem. "She is also the gardener, cook, and maid. She lives across the street."
"In that wicked house?" demanded Niou. "I can't see why anyone would live there."
"Whatever," shrugged Ms. Latnem.
"Wow!" exclaimed Kirihara. "This field trip may actually be fun!"
Ms. Latnem flicked her hair and smirked. "We'll see about that."
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