Chapter 23 - Farewell
Mari coughed before she started to speak in front of the audience,,: It really is a shame that Mr. Squiddle has to leave us soon. He always made sure that his lessons would be very interesting to attend to. History itself never interested me that much personally, but with his jokes here and there and very good examples in class he rescued me from bad grades."
Some of our classmates laughed at that with Lukas being the loudest of them.
,,I remember when my nose started to bleed for no reason at all and that in the middle of history class. When Suzu reported this to Mr. Squiddle, he seriously asked if we did that on purpose so we could skip classes. Hahaha, I will never forget Suzu´s face when he accused her of punching me."
My whole face started to get tomatoe red.
"Stupid Mari! Did she really have to tell that story in front of everyone?! So embarrasing!"
,,These kind of jokes were the key to keep history classes interesting for us. For that, thank you Mr. Squiddle." , Mari ended her little speech.
Everyone clapped as they did for the other speeches. After that a few teachers began to direct a few last words to our history teacher as well. So far the farewell party went very well. There were snacks and drinks, our classmates did an awesome job with the decoration and everyone said something nice to our soon to be ex teacher. However as soon as everyone has said their final words, Mrs Anderson went on the little stage we had build to seemingly announce something. It kind of surprised me because this wasn´t planned at all.
,,Thank you very much. I´m sure Mr. Squiddle must be delighted to have made such a good impression. Now for the grand finale, Suzu and Shiro had planned something very special for you. But for that, I´m afraid we have to leave the gym. So if I may..", with that final statement she made a gesture for us to leave the building.
I started to panic. The inkwork and Callies performance! I totally forgot to set everything up for them. I didn´t even ask Callie if she could do this for us! My gaze rushed from left to right, seeing all of the students and teachers leaving the building, expecting something great to happen. I gulped. I did it again. I forgot something and wasn´t perfect again. Now everyone will be VERY disappointed and point their fingers on me. Like that Squididiot from my last match.. Sweat pearls started to run down my face. I didn´t want to go out as well and look at their sad and confused expressions. But I had to..
Slowly I followed them and made myself ready for anything what would come, tightly closing my eyes for selfprotection.
BOOM!
"Huh?"
POOF!
"What..?"
I opened my eyes and was greeted with the most beautiful inkworks decorating the nightsky.
"Shiro.. Did he still..?"
,,Hello everyone! Are you all fresh tonight?! This song is an extra performance for your beloved Mr. Squiddle. We wish you the best on your following path, good sir!"
I rubbed my eyes. Is Callie really standing in the middle of our sports ground, performing her newest single bomb rush blush or was I dreaming? But how? I hadn´t contacted her or anything... Or was this Shiro´s work? I mean, his brother could have asked her since his relationship with her was quite closer than to the other half of the squid sisters... To his misfortune of course..
SLOSH
I couldn´t finish my thinking process, since my back was hit with a cold, liquid substance..
"What the.."
I touched my back with one of my fingers in order to find out what just had hit me.
"Light blue ink..?"
I quickly turned around to see Shiro holding a bucket in his hands, while brightly smirking at me.
,,Don´t make such a surprised face and thank me instead."
I was speechless. Although I had been such a jerk to him, he came to my rescue. If it wasn´t for him I would already be sitting in my dark room, crying about me failing again. But I was still here. Surrounded by happy Inklings dancing to Callies song.
Shiro came a little closer and whispered into my ear:,, Hmm.. Wanna try something new?"
I blushed at this sudden closeness.
He on the other hand stepped a few steps back, raised his hand to his mouth and started to shout:,, Turfwar!"
Before I could react to what was happening, the Inklingboy already grabbed his bucket again and this time covered my whole body in ink. Of course because of his shouting everyone has seen this scenario.
,,Buckets for everyone on your left!" , he shouted, pointing to the mentioned location, where indeed where enough buckets for everyone to use.
,,Let´s make it yellow vs. blue!"
And with that, everyone indeed stormed out to get a bucket and interfere in the new begun battle.
I couldn´t do anything else but grab a bucket myself and join the battlefield as well.
,,I will get my revenge Masato, just you wait!", I laughed.
And with that everyone of us had a great time, while a certain someone took many notes about a potential new weapon to sell for the market.
