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"I knew that some richer schools operated whole helicopters and that Saunders even had their own transport plane, but..." Eclair said, as her group arrived up to the triple fence made for safety reasons and looked at the airport itself, where one notable turboprob airliner with lavender letters 'SudamericanAir' stood on the tarmac, waiting for his next trip. "But this just has that wow effect to it-"

"Hey girls! I didn't expected you to show up." She was then interrupted by hyperactive Rosehip, who leaped on her, making her fall on the ground with herself on top of her.

"Hey Rosehip..." Andou sighed, smiling as she turned to the left and greeted Aresa with the others.

"Please, help me... I cannot breath..." Eclair wheezed in pain, desperately looking for help as her stomach began feeling the weight in his own way.

"I got you." Orlean responded, turning around and grabbing Rosehip from behind, then moving her up like a rock and eventually resting her back on his head like a confident wrestler. "Lucky you this school doesn't enforce skirts." He added before putting Rosehip to his left and helping Elcair stood up.

"Heh, can't argue with that." Eclair responded, taking her reserve medicine Cayenne brought specially for her.

"So that's why this school has so many students." Louis said to himself, looking at the airport where three pilots roughly their age left the plane and headed towards the terminal.

"We're rich, friendly, non-elitaristic and just diffrent that the mainstream. No need to be suprised." Temidena added to him, grabbing him by the shoulder onto the side.

"Well, we checked it." Andou finally stated, turning towards the rest of her group while Rosehip and Aresa went towards the entreance. "We migh aswell get back ho...me." She paused as she realised that the only person who waited for her was Eclair.

"Oui. They just left." Ex-Maginot student said to her, looking in the distance at the others. "Say, how about we go for a one-day trip with the others and see how it goes?" She suddenly asked her, pointing at the plane who was about to begin it's pre-departure procedures.

"Now that I think about it... Sure, why not." Andou responded to her with a smile as they both went towards the check-in booth placed instead of the fence at the two-lane road leading to the airport.

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"Oh, it's you Sir, what's happening within paperwork club this time." Maken said with annoyance and usual for his adversaries lack of respect as he recieved the call from the Head of MEXT School Carriers Departament. "Now, now, stop the courtesy please. You're not the only busy schemer in this rabbit hole." He added after two seconds, probably because the topic wasn't of any use for him.

"..." I stood behind the door in silence, not daring to storm into the office of my young-but-still-real superior who evidently had not the best time as for now.

"Oh, I see..." Maken said with weird accent on the 's' letter. "You can open your champagne now, you drunken wretch, I'm sure it loves you more than a ex-wife that plunged you into ruining other's fun." He then added with usual only for talking about Jajka spite, ending the call and scratching his back as the sound of scratched metal sounding from his inside.

"Sir?" I asked him, finally having enough courage to enter the room and see his angry yet disappointed face.

"I give Tsuji this one, I am in fact too old for the Sensha-do." Maken sighed, checking his ribs by resting arm on them, a single clang from the lower left one going across the room. "Operations, insanity-leveled willpower, raging against the dying and other stuff... It can only give me a rent in the mental age of mid-life crisis..."

"But-t, you're only seventeen Sir." I stuttered, shocked at the news he gave to me in a way subtle enough to make me fooled at first that it was some sort of secret.

"In the papers I'm seventeen, in my mind I between thirteen and fourteen and in biological check-up reports I'm between twenty and statictical average for death depending on the part of body." Maken said with a note of anger in his voice. "But you know, if I ever resigned like I should after this damn match kids in this school will just jump to each other's throats... And I cannot let it happen even if my body tells I should for my own sake." He continued, his brown eyes flashing in neat-red colour caused by the extensive medical treatments he had over last year. "But I guess Sensha-do has to be left behind, such a fate for prematurely adolescent teenager." He ended with a forced joke, stopping the coughs as his mental state kept going down.

"You still can govern the school.." I tried to comfort him, but didn't found much success as he turned his eyes towards the mace mounted into his wall at the opposite side compared to the entreance door and them towards the police reports lying on the floor, notifying the increase of crime which went undernoticed by police focused on the security of big events such as Sensha-do matches.

"It won't help mine childish urge for adrelanine and need to help the others." Maken said weakly, but way more decisively than before so far. "That's the tragedy of mine, I need to do self-destructive stuff for the sake of others while being fully aware of it and unable to stop it, unable to stop myself." He added as two black vertical lines going from his eyes to the mustache appeared for a brief second, causing me to take a step back.

"S-sir? Are you okay?" I asked Maken, taking two more steps back as he stood up from his chair and picked up his smartphone.

"I am Principal, I am." Maken responded with a smile. "But we need to call this German outlaw who gave me the Baboon heart. He has a little experiment to do and I promise you that he won't refuse the opportunity to dwell into subnormal pseudomedicine..."

Andou pow:

"So we're really doing a small trip in two here, do we?" I asked Eclair as we went into the plane and took two seats roughly in the central part of the plane. Eclair in the middle and me on the 'outside'.

"How about we make it three?" Rosehip asked us, her head sticking out from above the seats in front of us.

"Oh, hi Rosehip. Haven't seen you in person so far." I said to her in response, making her cheerish smile turn into a yelp.

"Sorry for that! I didn't had time for this." Rosehip responded with excusatory tone before turning towards Eclair. "And you're..."

"I'm Eclair, pleasure to meet you." My friend said, presenting herself to speedster from Jamaican clan in truly Maginot-like fashion."

"We'll let you go with us since you insist." I quickly added, making Rosehip's eyes ho wide with a flashing spark in them while Eclair caught herself by the stomach.

"You okay here?" Rosehip asked, looking back at Eclair whole going from her currebt seat towards the one next to the side window in our row.

"Eh, I'm fine. Just got stressed a bit." Eclair responded, making me rise an eyebrow. Because while her stress-provoked stomach aches were a common knowledge, they weren't as systematic as supposed to be, at least not for me.

"Sorry if I'm petty now, but you didn't had any stomach aches when we were at the mockup battle with Cuban clan, right?" I asked Eclair as we fastened our seatbelts accordingly to the electronic sign mounted on the roof of the plane.

"Erm, no. It's just that we had a full match controlled and all..." Eclair responded with embarrased face, being hugged by me for a sake of having her survive the trip.

"And you didn't stressed out during the match." I concluded, earning a weak 'Oui' from Eclair and mix of curiosity with cluelessness from Rosehip. "And I think I know what we will do on our trip now." I added, exchanging nods with Rosehip. "We're ending your stomach aches, and we will do it."

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Hello everyone, here is the Author speaking, and I have three things to say:

Just so you know, this story is changing it's classification to Girls und Panzer x Undertale crossover with minor Team Fortress 2 element/-s (I would feature ot too if FFN was allowing for more than two categories in crossover segment. As for why, how and when the changes are coming, you'll see in later chapters.), as for two other announcments I have:

1. Please give me reviews, especially now since the story will get a little bit of twist to it and won't be purely a Girls und Panzer fic. Plus I want to know your opinion on the direction this story gets as for now.

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2. Mark this story as followed and favourite depending on whenever you're intrested or liking this fic respectively. I know this one is obvious but I'm asking just in case. (Yes, this is free too.)

That's all from me, see you next time.

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