The last thing Souta expected during his English class was his phone to start blaring.
'I wanna be like other girls! Climb up a tree like other girls can!'
Souta scrambled for the phone in his pocket.
"Mr. Higurashi," The professor gave the teen the look over his glasses. "Do you have a problem?"
"It's my sister!" Souta insisted, as his fingers flew over the various buttons.
"Take your call later." He turned back to his chalkboard.
"Sorry, I can't. She lives in Japan." Souta darted out of the room with his bag.
"What do you want!?" He hissed into the speaker.
'Souta, is that anyway to greet your sister?'
Souta grumbled something unpleasant.
"I'm in the middle of class right now, sis."
'Does it sound like I give a shit?'
He snickered.
"So, watcha want?"
'Taisho-san gave me a raise...I think. Anyway, we've got a new apartment.'
"Really? That's great! No offence, but the last one fucking sucked."
'Watch your mouth, mister!' Kagome laughed, not meaning her threat.