"Kei is a dead man!" Hachi declared
The mews, having survived the ride out of Haru's underground lab, were heading home, untranformed. None wanted to follow Haru's instructions but after the previous incident, they were hesitant to find out what disobeying them would lead to. Taykoe turned to address the group.
"Look, we all know we're going to end up obeying anyway. My bets are it'll be a test. So, to be safe, I think we should exchange cell numbers," she announced.
"But you already have mine," Hachi pointed out.
"And mine," Ana added.
Ahsim reached into his back pocket, pulling out a phone.
"We kinda share a phone," he explained. "But I'll give you the number anyway."
Taykoe looked at Ariha, expectantly.
"My phone is for business only," Ariha declared.
"You're 16. 17 tops. Where could you possibly work?" she asked.
Ariha crossed her arms.
"Family company. Let's just say I'm not proud of it."
She glanced at her watch.
"I have to go. I'll see you all tonight.
With that, Ariha walked away.
"I don't like her," Ana proclaimed.
"Agreed," Ahsim piped in.
"Well whether you like her or not, she's part of the team," Taykoe declared. "Now let's move. It's 3 o clock now and we need to meet Haru at 6."
"Kei, I feel dirty," Haru announced.
Kei suppressed a smile.
"Relax," he purred.
Haru's face went red.
"Stop using that seductive voice on me! You know what it does to me!"
Kei smirked, smugly, turning a lazy gaze at Haru.
"No. What does it do to you?"
Haru's red face deepened making Kei laugh.
"Don't worry," he said.
Finally he managed to loosen the last bolt with the tip of his sword blade. He let Haru crawl in first before following and replacing the vent as he went.
"Mr. Okami has an interview going on and then a dinner with the president of another company."
Kei suppressed a chuckle.
"Are you stalking President Okami-sama?" he asked.
Haru shushed him, crawling on. Kei rolled his eyes but followed anyway.
"After this, you're treating me to sushi," Kei announced.
"I'm packed," Misha declared, throwing her bag on the couch.
She then proceeded to join it as well as steal the remote and change the channel.
"What are you-Is that the Inside Scoop?" Ahsim inquired.
He joined Misha on the couch as the Inside Scoop was coming on.
"Just so you know, I'm taping this," Misha announced as Kiwi, the Inside Scoop's host, came on.
"Her name's not Kiwi," Misha pointed out.
"And her hair isn't naturally green," Ahsim declared.
Misha sighed.
"Sometimes I think we watch this show just to ridicule the host and her guests," she said.
Ahsim thought for a moment.
"True," he said. "Now shush!"
"Hell-O Tokyo! I'm Kiwi, you're number one host for the Inside Scoop!" Kiwi squealed.
She smiled brightly at the camera.
"I'm scared of her," Misha announced., opening a can of Coke.
"On today's show, we'll be interviewing Japan's richest man and his family and get his opinion on the recent terrorist attacks!"
"I'm impressed. She makes terrorists sound fun," Ahsim remarked.
"So let's get started. I'd like to introduce my guests. Ichiro Okami, his wife Hitomi Okami and their gorgeous daughter, Ariha Okami!" Kiwi squealed
Ahsim barely had time to react before he found himself the victim of a Coke shower. But even covered in Coke and now listening to Misha's hiccups didn't affect him even as he watched Ariha appear on the screen. Unlike usual her hair was in a tight bun, both her eyes visible.
"That's" hiccup! "Not," hiccup. "Ariha," Misha declared.
Ahsim glanced at her, able to tear his gaze away.
"What are you talking about?" he asked. "The proof is undeniable."
Misha glanced at him, about to speak. To repeat what she'd just said. It was then Ahsim's phone went off. He muted the Inside Scoop and answered, putting the phone on speaker.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Change of plans. Get to the lab now!" Haru ordered.
'Roger that!" Misha said.
"Wait," Ahsim said, pausing as he got ready to vault over the couch. "How'd you get our number?"
There was silence on the other end.
"Haru?"
The twins heard a click and then the dial tone.
"I'm gonna kill him!" Ahsim declared.
