Japanese Gunslinger- When a person is quick with their mobile phone camera from their pocket, often shooting people in embarrassing situations.
Mei and her cousins, Im Yong and Karou, were staying training their asses off on a Saturday afternoon with clear skies and warm pleasant weather. Tey could have spent the day shopping (Mei's idea), playing video games (Karou's idea), or clubbing (I'm Yong's idea). However a call from their mentors, Kiku and Elizaveta, had them resheduling their day and going to the school instead.
As Hentai trainees, they needed lots of... well, training. One didn't just become a part of the club without some form of test. After the three had completed their mission (barely), the Hentai Duo had been working them hard. There were many lessons and they were being forced to learn them all in a short amount of time and learn them well. The Hentai Duo will be gone after next year and hey needed to make sure that they were leaving the club in capable hands.
They have been taught how to text 90 words a minute with their non-dominant hand, while their phones were still in their pockets. They knew almost every nook and cranny that they could hide cameras, and theirselves should they need too, in their school and most on school grounds. They knew almost everyone's habits after shadowing them for days and now they were going to learn the most of importany skill any good stalker would need: Camera wielding.
Karou was excellent with his phone and managed to pass every test with flying colors. Im Yong excelled with taking shots from afar with amazing clarity, could work just about any camera thrown at him (sometimes literally. It was apart of the training.), and did pretty good with up-close photos. He just needed training in being more subtle. Mei, also, did well with the tests, however, she could not, for the life of her, get more than twenty pictures taken out of fifty possiblilities in the thirty seconds they gave her. She was convinced that it was impossible to get ALL of them. Im Yong had only gotten twenty-three and Karou, the best of them, could only get to thirty-one. Even Elizaveta said that she was only able to do forty, on a good day, and that was after years of practice.
However, Kiku kept pushing them to get, at least, thirty (or, in Karou's case, thirty-five) photos.
"This is impossible!" Mei said, trying hard not chuck her phone at Kiku's blank face.
"Never give up. You must overcome this charrenge. I even ressened the road, so to speak." Came his deadpanned answer.
Mei glared at him. He sighed and got up. Pulling out his phone he signalled for Elizaveta to start the test. They watched him, Mei with an unimpressed look, Im Yong with interest, Karou with disinterest, and Elizaveta with a smug smirk.
Thirty seconds later, Kiku walked back to them and handed over a phone. Mei raised a brow at the crappy thing that was definitely not his.
Kiku saw her look and shrugged. "I didn't want to waste any space on my phone so I used this one." Then he walked away. It was time for him to go to Ludwig's house to finish the school paper.
Mei scowled at her older cousin and turned towards the phone. As she went through the photo album the crappy phone had, all she could do was gawk. He got every single possible shot! Her mouth dropped even more (if that was even possible) when she saw that he had taken each shot twice! Karou and Im Yong looked at the screen with disbelief, for, despite the terrible definition, the photos were really good. What blew their mind was that they hadn't even seen Kiku move from his position.
Elizaveta, who had taken multiple shots of the trios faces, couldn't hold in her laughter and let it out. When she got herself back together, it was to smirk and say, "Why do you think they call this move the 'Japanese Gunslinger', hmm?"
The trio looked at her with a fierce determination to outdo their cousin and Mei stepped forward.
"Reset it." She said.
~ Fin.
I'm DONE! Heilige scheiße! I can't believe it... my first multi-chaptered story (thing...)... es terminado!
Yes, I realize that Hera and Sadik aren't in here, but, when I saw the phrase, I immediately thought of Kiku and how that would explain A LOT, so I decided to show the trio getting accepted into the club and Kiku showing them up. *shrugs* Lo siento.
So, there y'all have it. Wonderful phrases, used in American (where?!)! I hope you enjoyed and look out for nore hetalian schtuff! (Mostly oneshots...)
Au revoir et remercier les dieux. Je suis fini!
Luvs ya lots
PhRenatoh
P.S. Sorry if I botched the French... I'm trying to learn it, but I have American, Spanish, and German floating around in my head, so I get confuzzled... a lot...