(Again) When I finally sobered up, I stood up straight, careful not to look at Shinigami's mask.
Inside, I was still cracking up.
'AHAHAA! What kind of a mask is that?! Who would have known that Shinigami-sama would change his serious mask to a comical one?! HAHAHAAH!!'
Outside, I paid half of my attention to the greeting Shinigami-sama gave me. "Ah! Yahmi-chaaan! Wassup?!"
I waved my hand, "Hello, hello, Shinigami-sama! I uderstand that he demon that used to be underground is roaming around again? Is that why I'm awake?"
Spirit blinked, "Uh? What do you mean, 'awake'?"
I smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of my head, "Well, I said only to Shinigami-sama, that I decided to have some sleep."
Spirit looked at me dumbly, "Whaa?! YOU SLEPT ALL THAT TIME SINCE THE FIGHT ?! THE 'BIG' FIGHT?!"
I nodded solemnly, "Technically, yes."
He instantly went to sulk in the corner of the 'room'.
And here I thought he was goig to throw a really big tantrum. Well, he is, partly..
I ignored his loud sobs as I said, "Has Shinigami-sama contacted the other Deathscythes?"
Shinigami-sama answered, "Yes. But only three came, excluding you. They are Azusa-chan, Marie-chan and Justin-kun."
"What about the other four?"
"The European Chief and the East Asian Chief are on missions and can't come. =("
"That's bad. What about the Chief of South America then?"
"The other party just goes "GAOGAO", so we can't communicate. =( =("
"Africa?"
"Declined to come. =( =( =("
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I smiled and gave the thumbs up, "Well, we can do with five, yes?"
Shinigami-sama said, somewhat shrugging, "Anyways, the insanity wavelengths, you've woken up because of them?"
I shrugged, "Beats me. I wake up in a tree and I had the feeling that I had to see you and ask if that Demon God has really come back."
Shinigami-sama nodded, waving his big hands, "I don't suppose that the black blood inside of you is reacting to the insanity?"
Again, I shrugged, "Eh, hasn't bothered me since."
Shinigami-sama was about to continue when Spirit suddenly appeared at my leg, clutching at it, sobbing hopelessly and yelling, "NOOO! NOT YOU TOO! WHY?!"
An angry tick mark appeared on my forehead. "Yahmi...KICK!" I flung Spirit into the air, pivoted and kicked him allllll the way to the entrance door, even knocking it open with the force. Spirit soared into the hallway beyond that.
I wiped my hands together, dusting them off, then turned to Shinigami-sama. "Where were we?"
Shinigami-sama's eye twitched. Ah, he thought, I had better be careful! Even centuries of being asleep hasn't dented her infamous kick!
"Okay, Shinigami-sama." I started, "I have been away for a lot of years. I think nearly everybody around is only aware of eight Deathscythes, not nine. I want to enrol at Shibusen to make sure it stays that way."
Shinigami-sama nodded, (And I think he was smiling) "Yatta! Yatta! Excellent plan! I'll let you in! What about your meister?"
"I don't have one, though."
"hm...eh, I'll explain to Marie-sensei."
I nodded. "Why in her class?"
"'cause she's a Deathscythe! She is the only Deathscythe teaching, and she will understand!"
I beamed, "Su-weeet! Can I go now? To the class then?"
Shinigami-sama sweatdropped, "Um...oh-kay then...But your going to be waiting for a few hours!"
I shrugged, "Oh well. Where can I stay?"
Spirit, whom I didn't notice was right behind me, jumped and hugged me, "Ahh! Kind Yahmi! If you would be so nice as to stay at my-"
I spun and sent him into the air, towards the exit, "NO WAY!!!"
Shinigami-sama unconsciously took a step (?) back and said, "Well, you could always stay at his daughters house!"
I raised an eyebrow, "Is she the same as her father?"
"Nope. In fact, she absolutely hates him." There was suddenly a loud sobbing and a voice screamed, "MAKAAAAA!!!"
I grinned, "That's okay then! Well, off to class! See ya!"
When I was right out of Shinigami-sama's room, I passed a crying Spirit, hugging a doll with dark blond hair, and, (Thankfully!) wearing clothes.
I rolled my eyes, and followed the directions Shinigami-sama gave me.