Blazepanzer here, with another update! Yeah! Anyways, enjoy!
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"Urg!" Hanoashi growled as she felt another "lash" across her back.
"I'm sorry about this sis," Amelia sighed, watching helplessly as Hanaoshi went through another episode.
"It's not you're fault," Hanoashi sighed, flinching as she felt another lash. "I am rather pissed that you're first adoptive father did this to you though," she added, flinching yet again. "Much less abducted you from birth," she added.
"It helped expose him," Amelia sighed. "Even if it was only revealed because a class-mate just so happened to pour water down my shirt, which turned it see-through and revealed the gashes he left behind. Still got the scars by the way,' she added dourly.
"No lashes on my little Blaze at least," Rikona sighed, gazing at the shirtless Hanoashi, happy that she wasn't being marred with lash-marks. "Sorry Amelia, I kinda sounded like an Ass there, didn't I," Rikona gasped after a bit.
"No worries, I'm just as glad as you are that the lashes aren't gonna mar her," Amelia smiled. "Though you were a bit of an asshole about it," she added.
"Don't you dare call our cousin an asshole!" Hanoashi growled, before yelping as a lash harder than most surged through her back.
"No Blaze, I earned that one," Rikona sighed.
"Is...it done yet?" Hanaoshi asked.
"Yeah, it's done," Amelia sighed in relief, before collapsing on Rikona's bed.
"Why was he lashing you anyways?" Rikona asked.
"I...kinda stole a pack of skittles," Amelia sighed. "So I deserved some punishment, just...not that."
Hanoashi was about to respond when she felt something slap her face, hard.
"And that was his backhand after I protested," Amelia sighed. "Worst is gonna come soon," she warned.
Hanoashi felt like she was choking and also felt as though she had lost a tooth. She began to wheeze, before feeling compression across her belly.
"Simulating the Heiemrick maneuver," Rikona mused, clearly fascinated yet worry was also spilled over her face.
"Is...please tell me it's over," Hanoashi gasped, falling on her knees and began to use her tongue to count her teeth, letting out a sigh of relief as she counted all of them in place.
"It's over...unless you feel the splash of water on your back that happened later on that day, but..."
"But what?" Hanoashi began, but paused as Mari, Tima and Wisteria rushed in.
"You okay?" Tima asked, gazing at her in concern.
"Yeah, defiantly don't want to experience that again!" Hanoashi gasped, sitting on the bed to catch her breath.
"Good, then you can tell us what happened to your sis a few hours ago," Wisteria mused, crossing her arms together, her blue eyes blazing.
"What happened?" Hanaoshi gasped, meeting Westeria's gaze, curious as to why the black haired Comanche girl was gazing at her so intensely.
"Well, she suddenly got on her knees, and extended one of her hands, as if she was holding something. Or someone's hands, and she said that..."
"Oh, that!" Hanoashi interrupted. "Yeah she was experience the surgery I have to go thought when I eat way too much sugar...which is almost any if I'm not careful about it. SC type two and three Diabetes may be rough, but type four is a total...I'm gonna stop myself before I start cussing bout it. Anyways, last time it happened was when I was thirteen and I insisted that Yukaro stay with me during the entire procedure, and he held my hand so that's probably why she felt like someone was holding her hand like that."
"I did not appreciate what she surgery felt like though," Amelia shuddered. "It felt like someone rammed a tube in my ass, then lubricant was..."
"We do not need to hear about it again!" Wisteria growled. "Please, no more!" she whispered, shuttering.
"Right, let's...not dwell on that," Hanoashi sighed.
Sis...we need to talk! Amelia growled.
What about? Hanoashi asked.
Why you insisted on Yukaro staying with you during that kind of operation, that's what! Amelia hissed.
My torso was stuck through a wall so he couldn't see what was happening. Besides, Father was watching the whole time, not that he needed to! Hanoashi protested hotly.
Oh...but still...Amelia began but was interrupted.
"Blaze, Amelia, come on you two, we're going to get breakfast," Mari called out.
"We're going to try and eat breakfast without having to gag over the idea of Hanoashi having her dung sucked out of her ass," Wisteria added pointedly.
"Alright that's enough!" Rikona hissed. "Look, I know you're grossed out over the idea, but she couldn't help it, okay? Just let it go already."
Wisteria glared at Rikona for a bit before sighing. "I've lost my appetite," she sighed. "I'll be in my room."
Tima glanced between the four girls and sighed. "I'd better use the restroom," she stammered before rushing out.
"They'll get over it, may take a day or two, but they'll get over it," Amelia reassured her. "Those two once tried to watch an adult movie and didn't eat for three days," she added.
"That's not exactly healthy," Rikona noted.
Amelia shrugged. "That's just how they are. Better then the time I tried to eat chalk," she added.
"Wait...you tried to eat chalk?" Hanoashi stared at her blankly.
I was trying to get out of getting arrested, Amelia explained.
"You tried to eat chalk...why?" Rikona asked.
"Let's...just get to the cafeteria," Mari shuddered. "This is all starting to remind me of the times mother had to wash my mouth out with soap when I was young.
This time Hanoashi, Rikona, and Amelia all turned to stare at Mari.
"What...I had a potty mouth as a little girl," Mari sagged. "You wouldn't believe the awful words that came out of my mouth back then. Used to bully the small kids back then too, until they outgrew me and I had to move." Mari let out a small sigh. "Payback's a glitch."
"Glad you empathized the g on that one," Rikona grunted.
I can't believe it! Amelia gasped, half in shock and half in amusement.
Our little Mari was a cusser back in the day, Hanoashi added, bewildered.
And a bully of the short folk no less, Amelia mused. Wonder if she got cursed with shortness as karma?
"Hey you two, you'd better not be talking bout me behind my back!" Mari huffed.
"Now why would they do such a think like that?" Rikona wondered, giving the two a strange look as if she knew that's exactly what they were talking bout that.
So...I'm getting an egg rolled burrito, you? Hanoashi thought quickly.
Chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream, Amelia determined.
Good, you've stopped getting so uptight about eating sweats in front of me, Hanoashi smirked.
"Okay, seriously, what are you two discussing that's so private that Mari and I cannot hear?" Rikona huffed, placing her hand on her hips.
"Just breakfast, shockingly enough," Amelia shrugged. "Anyways, what are you having?"
Cinnamon roll," Rikona shrugged. "You three?"
Chocolate chip pancakes," Amelia and Mari somehow stated at the same time, before glancing at each other. "What the..." she gasped, clearly surprised.
"Egg rolled burrito," Hanoashi shrugged, trying to break the awkward silence. Thankfully the two didn't get into an argument over liking the same thing.
"Good morning cousins," Asuga greeted them as Hanoashi and Amelia entered the classroom.
"Good morning Asuga," Hanoashi smiled, with Amelia simply bowing gently in greeting.
"So, you two ready for the test?" Asuga asked politely. "I've heard this one is going to be rather hard, so I hope you've studied."
"As long as I get a seventy I'll be fine," Amelia sighed.
"I view test as a video game on paper so I'm actually pumped," Hanoashi smiled.
"That's...a unique way to look at things," Asuga smiled, yet Amelia was giving Hanoashi the are you crazy look.
"Alright class, it's time for the test!" the teacher chimed in. "Please take your seats and we can get started!
Hanoashi stared at the test eagerly as she waited for the teacher to tell them to begin, which began shortly. This will be an easy game to beat! She smirked as she began to fill out answers as they automatically came to her.
Or the first few she did, before she paused. Wait...The Shokaku was sank by torpedoes, right?
Hey! Amelia shouted hotly. Get out of my mind sis!
What are you talking about? Hanoashi argued hotly. You're in my mind!
Really? I had no idea. You really think that the Shokaku was sank by Torpedoes? Amelia asked.
We're not supposed to be helping each other during a test you know! Hanoashi growled.
Yeah, but we're automatically reading each other's thoughts, Amelia noted. Might as well make sure we're not driving each other to the wrong answers if it's gonna happen anyways at least.
Fine. Yes...the Shokaku was sank via Torpedoes, Hanoashi sighed in defeat. But listen, if you're gonna copy off of me then you're gonna start studying with me, okay?
Mr. Sato let out a small sigh as he heard the two siblings mentally yanking. It's not their fault they have this power, he sighed, placing his hand across his glasses. And Hanoashi is insisting that they study together, so...maybe I'll just keep an eye out on them for now. As long as they actually put in the effort of studying and don't have to rely on each other, then I'll let it slide.
Reminds me of my twin sister, Sato laughed inwardly, remembering the times he and Sally used to communicate like that before she died. Ah, I haven't heard thought speak in...what...fifteen years of teaching? And to think that I have the pleasure of having had two set's of twins in my class as well as well as the gift of picking up on the conversations of those who have this gift.
He took his hand from his glasses and sighed. Still, I'm not too sure if I shouldn't warn them off first...
And we're done! Hanoashi sighed. This was the strangest test I've ever taken though, she added.
I think it was fun, and I'll be able to get better grades too! Sakura will be so surprised...
You're not cheating off me sis, Hanoashi growled. Tonight we're going to study military history, alright?
You're not going to be too busy? Amelia squeaked in alarm.
No, shockingly it's recommended that you start thinking about getting a deputy commander once you've required ten tank crews, however it only becomes truly necessary for proper team cohesion at around fifteen tank crews," Hanoashi explained. So Mitsu and I don't have all that much work between us to be honest.
You know your stuff sis! Amelia smirked.
Hanoashi shrugged mentally. I was team commander for two years and team deputy commander for a half year before that, so it comes with the territory.
Will you ever become team commander again? Amelia asked.
I hope not! Hanoashi shuddered.
Why not? Amelia asked.
Because it would mean that something would have to happen to Misami, Hanoashi began. I...couldn't bear the thought of that. Plus, I'm still exhausted from leading Nishmari the past two years. You'd be surprised at just how draining being a Team commander is.
Ah...I...see...Amelia mused quietly. Yeah...you're right, I wouldn't anything to happen to Misami either, it's just that I'd kinda like to see you become team commander, you know?
You could always watch the replays of my Nishmari middle school matches, Hanoashi suggested.
Entering the lunch room, Hanoashi noticed Umi sitting alone. "Mind if I sit next to you?" she asked.
Umi let out a small nod. "You're here early," she noted.
"Teach let us out a minute early due to us taking test," Hanoashi admitted.
"Funny, I thought that only my teacher did that," Umi noted. "So, you excited about watching the match tomorrow?"
Hanoashi sighed. "Not really. I'm kinda sore over receiving a scholarship to an academy which is going to close down, and I'd rather focus on the land school team and the ship team so to speak," Hanoashi admitted.
"Yeah, by the way did you find out who's commanding the Sensado team at the school ship?" Umi asked.
"Miho..." Hanoashi shuddered. "I watched the last Kuromorimine match she partook in, and you're right, she's way too reckless," she added.
"Glad you see my point of view," Umi mused before taking a bite of her salmon lunch. "Speaking of, I've been watching your matches at Nishmari, gotta say you did pretty well last year."
Hanoashi let out a quiet smile. "Thanks, though really it was a team effort," she mummered, taking a bite of her chicken sandwich.
"Keep up that humility will you?" Umi chuckled. "But yeah, I think I'll be much happier here then at Kuromorimine. After all I don't have to worry about my high school records getting destroyed over the loss of a match."
"It wouldn't surprise me if I got expelled for not meeting the high physical strength requirement," Hanoashi sighed. "I'm really not built for athleticism," she added ruefully.
"But you're a commander, right?" Umi pointed out. "I mean you'd probably be adopted as a scout commander at Kuromorimine," she added.
"I started out as a driver for the T-50," Hanoashi shrugged. "So Maho might have decided to start me out there and see how I went. Besides, driving the T-50 is a lot different then say a panther or whatever heavy tank they might start me off of."
"Guess so, though...wait..." Umi gazed at her, wide eyed. "You started driving on the T-50!? she gasped.
"Yep!" Hanoashi smirked. "Apparently my driving skills were just that good it'd seem. Although we were just starting out, so yeah."
"And there goes that humility," Umi groaned, giving her a bit of an odd look. "But I'm guessing that if you kept to that position then you must have been pretty impressive as a driver, huh?"
"I had a good mentor," Hanoashi smiled. "And I was very dedicated to the team and the sport, the reason why she recommended for me to take over the command of that T-50 at the end of the year, she could see how dedicated I was."
"And why you were elevated to deputy commander during the middle of your second middle school year, right?" Umi prompted.
"That's right!" Hanoashi smiled.
Mitsu let out a small stretch as she filled out the last of her homework. "Finally, all done!" she smiled.
"Yes," Aacob nodded. "I'm going to hit the gym after the match tomorrow, you gonna come with us?" she offered.
"As much as I'd love to we have a commander's meeting after the exercise, actually...it's among the three academies over a joint orienteering exercise," Mitsu admitted.
"We're traveling with the boys then?" Kana pounded her fist. "Guess I'll get to kick their bu..." She paused when Aacob practically tripped her sister-in law.
"You will do no such thing sis, understood?" Aacob growled.
"Why not...all boys are..." Kana began, but stomped when Aacob placed her foot down on Kana's chest, hard.
"Complete that sentence and I'll rip out your vag and feed it to you!" Aacob growled.
"She's just kidding, but yeah, please don't cause any issue Kana. Otherwise I'll have to have Aacob deal with you first, and that's nothing compared to the earful you'll get from Misami and Hanoashi," Mitsu warned, before turning to Aacob. "And don't forget that you're serving probation as a loader, so don't be so aggressive, okay?"
Aacob help her sister up and let out a small sigh. "Fine," she muttered, before sitting down.
Mitsu let out a breath of relief. No wonder they call her Shino Omega Asada, she sighed. Aacob Hitsu, often described as a hyper aggressive Shino Asada and looks just like the Sword art Online character except for having longer, brown hair and amber eyes. And then there's her sister, Kana Hitsu,who's only slightly less aggressive as Aacob. Totally different looks from Aacob outside of hair color, but considering they are adopted siblings, that doesn't surprise me.
At least there isn't too many commanders I need to look our for, really just Umi, given her sour feelings toward Miho. Sayuri's just a jokester, albeit harmless. Hanoashi and Misami are reliable, as are the rest, Mitsu mused quietly. So then why do I have this funny feeling that something is going to go seriously wrong tomorrow?
Waking up, Mitsu got dressed quietly, making sure to comb her bushy hair before tying it into a ponytail. Like Yukari her hair was kinda difficult to style, but she always liked having it in the bushy ponytail style, so it worked out for her. Her amber eyes gazed over to the sleeping sisters, bemused at how they both looked like they wanted to fight even in their sleep.
They don't mean any harm, they're just easy to tick off, Mitsu frowned. When they had first began to room together she was actually frightened by the two sisters. But she quickly dropped the fear when she realized that the reason why they acted so aggressively was because both of them had lost so much in life and just wanted to protect what they had.
A gentle knock at the door sent her fling over to answer.
"It's me, Asuga," a gentle voice echoed from the other side.
Mitsu gladly opened the door. "Is something wrong?" she asked.
"I...had a dream last night," Asuga began quietly. "In my dream...we were watching Ooarai's match with St:Gloriana and something happened...something that shouldn't have happened. However, Ooarai got off Scott-free since nothing really bad came of it, and then it seemed as though Ooarai had another local match and the same thing happened again, and then our numbers swelled, albeit it seemed that there was grief for some reason."
"But you couldn't tell what the exact issue was?" Mitsu asked quietly as Aacob let out a small yawn.
Asuga shook her head. "No, I couldn't. But...sometimes I dream of future events unaware. Considering this involves us, I thought maybe..."
Mitsu nodded gently. "Without more info there's not much we can do. However, I've got this feeling about today match, so this can't be coincidence."
"You should be cautions about this, then," Aacob walked over. "Having both a dream and a strange feeling about today, that's nothing to be taken lightly.
"When did you get dressed so quickly?" Mitsu squeaked.
Aacob shrugged. "You should know me by now Mitsu."
At that time Kana woke up. "Egad!" she shouted, rushing towards her dresser.
"And she's supposed to come from an upper-class family," Aacob muttered, shaking her head in disbelief. "If she was more like Asuga my life would be so much easier."
"Coming from the sis-con who whipped out the number one rival gang of the Yakuza to save her precious sister!" Kana shook her head.
Si...sis-con!" Aacob growled, her left foot digging into the ground. "When I'm done with you you'll be wishing for a Sis-con!"
"Still, I'm glad you told me," Mitsu smiled at Asuga, trying to ignore the hyper-aggressive sisters. "Even if there's nothing we can do about it at the moment."
"Thanks commander..." Asuga sighed.
Maybe if we can see what's going to happen today then we can prevent whatever Asuga saw in her dream, Mitsu sighed helplessly. But what exactly are we supposed to do in the meantime, hide out in the school?
"Can't sleep..." Hanoashi sighed at Mitsu sat next to her.
"Something wrong vice commander?" she asked quietly.
Hanoashi sighed. "I had a dream...sometime after today there was another local match and for some reason...I was railing at Miho. I...I don't know why...she and I were best friends at Nishmari so what could she have done to cause me to get so enraged at her?"
Another dream about Ooarai!? Mitsu gasped inwardly.
"Yeah, you were really cussing up a storm in your dream," Amelia smirked as she sat down on Hanoashi's other side.
"You shouldn't be spying on your sister's dream!" Mitsu hissed.
Hanoashi shook her head. "Honestly I don't think she can help it with us being in such close proximity. We can't even take our test together without interrupting each other's thoughts."
"Don't let your teacher..." Mistu began, but Hanoashi shook her head.
"Kato knows," she shrugged. "Says as long as he sees us studying together from time to time he's not really too concerned bout it."
"Still...wait...how does he know?" Mitsu gasped.
"Well, for one he had the same gift with his twin sister," Amelia explained. "Except he can actually read the thoughts of those with the organ, so yeah."
"Does it ever get annoying?" Mitsu asked.
"Only when she listens to Rap!" Hanoashi laughed.
Amelia just sighed while shooting her sister a glare.
"Hanoashi, can I call you Amelia?" Sayrui joked as she joined them.
"No, that's my sister's name," Hanoashi rolled her eyes.
"But it's also your middle name!" Sayuri laughed.
"Yeah...mother did seem confused about why she chose Amelia as my middle name. Guessing when they took sis, they convinced her that she had chosen that as my middle name," Hanoashi shrugged.
"Took sis...that..man outright kidnapped me!" Amelia huffed. "Still, glad I know my true origins now," she added.
"Anyways, does anyone know what tanks Ooarai is going to be using?" Mitsu asked.
"No clue," Hanoashi shrugged. "I did see a type 3 chi-nu once, but whether or not they'll use is is anyone's guess.
"You sure it wasn't a full scale model?" Mitsu asked.
Hanoashi shrugged. "Looked real enough to me, though given it was in a parking lot I couldn't be too sure if someone owned it privately or not."
"Come to think of it I walked past a Lee in a pet rabbit's cage," Sayuri piped up.
"I'm sorry, in a what?" Hanoashi gaped, stunned. "Rabbit cage?"
"Well, it's a large rabbit cage so to speak," Sayuri shrugged. "About thirty by fifty feet."
"I'm guessing they must have built the cage around the tank then," Hanoashi shrugged. "So we're dealing with a Lee and a Chi-ni huh? Not a bad start so to speak."
"I wonder if they have a tanket like our SID?" Mitsu wondered. "Don't wanna call Yukari to find out though, we are technically rivals with the land school after all."
Hanoashi gave out a quiet smile. "We'll see what they've found when we watch the match later on," she pointed out.
"True, and there's no real guarantee that they found all the tanks, so we might get to see some growth throughout the year," Sayrui pointed out.
Hanoashi found herself sitting between Haruna and Umi, the commander having a pen and pad in her hand. Taking notes, I'm impressed! She mused, though Hanoashi had her own notepad and paper. There were plenty of times back in her co-ed league days where the team was watching the match instead of fighting in the match, and note taking was beyond common. It wasn't in so much to gain an upper-hand on your opponents but rather to help each other become stronger. She had learned a lot from the notes taken by other schools, especially during her first year in command.
"Hey Blaze, what happens if the ship school closes?" Haruna asked.
"I don't know," Hanoashi admitted. "I have heard about the possibility of buying some of their tanks on the cheep, but that's just the talk round the school. It's unlikely that we'd take on the whole school and student body, the land school is too small for that."
"Well, according to the talk I've heard, Nishmari co-ed academy is vastly increasing their cabin count, so they'll be gunning for some of their students no doubt!" Umi huffed. "Probably buy up a lot of the tanks as well," she added with a snort.
"You don't like the Nishmari school huh?" Hanoashi guessed.
Umi snorted. "I don't have anything against them mind you, but they are going to be ambitious, especially when it comes to expending their Sensado team."
"Fair point," Hanoashi sighed.
"Look, the tanks are coming into view!" Haruna gasped.
Hanoashi gazed at the tanks, frowning as she didn't see the type 3 Chi-nu. "Pity, that could have given the team some much needed firepower."
"And who the...er..." Umi paused, blushing in embarrassment as she almost cussed. "Who in their right mind sends a Panzer IV into battle without a Pak-40-75?"
"An academy who doesn't have any money to spend and is in a desperate situation?" Hanoashi shrugged. "Anyways, if I was in charge of that team and had my own way, I'd buy a Hetzer mod kit, a Ram mod-kit, and a pack 40. Side-skirts for the Panzer IV too. And bring the Chi-nu as well."
"But you're not in charge Blaze," Umi snorted. "And given Miho's at the academy, you'd probably be made Vice commander at best! Still, you have the right idea, assuming you could acquisition the funds."
"Which will be difficult, huh," Haruna chimed in. "I mean I'm guessing all that stuff would be expensive..."
"Yep! We're talking about... ten million yen or so on the low end for mod kits," Hanoashi shrugged. "Buying another tank would set you back at least three times that much on the low end, so it's an expensive sport so to speak."
"I kinda figured that it'd be expensive, but not by that much!" Haruna gasped, surprised.
"We're dealing with heavily modified world war one and two tank replications," Hanoashi surprised. Dispute what's stated Mikakko's infamous Panzerkfrat series, you cannot actually take a surviving world war tank and modify it into modern day Sensado standards.
"In 1972 all Sensado federations forced the academies to swap out their old world war tanks for shiny new models. And a good thing too, a fair number of the originals were dangerously close to a hull break," Umi recited.
"Right," Hanoashi nodded.
"Are we going to teach them about the Great Schism?" Umi asked quietly after a bit.
Hanoashi shrugged. "That's up to Hime and Misami," she admitted. "Given that we're cooperating with both a co-ed and male academy, wouldn't surprise me though."
"They deserve to know," Umi whispered quietly. "Back at Kuromorimine...the stuff they said about the boys..." she let out a small shudder.
"It wasn't you, Umi," Hanoashi began, but to her shock Umi began to tear up a bit.
"I'm sorry...I...joined in at the time. I...I was so infatuated by Kuromorimine at the time I...I left decrement at the door and just took everyone at their word so to speak. And now that I've left...I realized just how wrong I've been about everything."
Hanoashi was about to respond when St. Gloriana drove up.
"Come to think of it, why are Ooarai's tanks so colored funnily in comparison to St. Gloriana?" Mitsu asked from up front.
"I would suggest that perhaps Miho has some sort of training in mind, but something tells me that's not the case," Hanoashi noted.
"Looks like they're about to start," Umi noticed. "They're doing the ceremonial bow," she added.
"We'll be doing that too, right?" Haruna asked.
"Only if we enter the nationals," Hanoashi shrugged. "The co-ed, male, and tournament of fives has no such formality so to speak."
"Oh," Haruna nodded before turning to Mitsu. "Isn't your sister competing in this match?"
"She's my cousin," Mitsu sighed. "Though I don't blame you, she and I look so much alike so to speak, other than me wearing my hair in a ponitail."
"Won't be too long now..." Hanoashi shuddered in anticipation. "I wonder...if we hadn't been ejected from the Sensado team...would me and the other rejects become tank commanders?" Hanoashi mused.
"Maybe," Mitsu shrugged "just maybe..."
"That, or we might be given the Chi-nu with one of us joining the Lee," Hanoashi shrugged. "There was six of us and unless we took over the lee, one of us would have to join another...then again my introduction to the other five was because we all were rejected from the team, so it's hard to know if we'd even be close friends or just teammates at this point."
"That's one way to look at it," Umi shrugged. "Anyways, looks like they are taking off now."
"Seems as though Miho's trying to lure in the enemy team," Hanoashi noted.
"A smart plan, if not a bit unconventional for a Kuromorimine vice commander, then again she's not at Kuromorimine," Umi noted. "But...her team has had precious little time to train, so we'll have to see if they can pull it off."
However, it became apparent that Ooarai was even less trained then any of them had thought. "They're firing on Miho!" Mitsu gasped.
"Maybe they're sick of her antics?" Umi shook her head, as if that was the outcome she wanted yet knew it wasn't what was happening.
"Are those girl's idiots!" Umi screeched, suddenly looking pale as a ghost. Hanoashi's eyes widened in shock as the crew of the Lee ran out of the tank.
"No...not again..." Umi whimpered.
Hanoashi wanted to comfort her, but found herself frozen to the spot. No way...Miho you Idiot! Did you even bother to teach your student's basic safety rules and protocols!?
"You...You...do...not...just...run...out...of...a...tank...like...that!" Mitsu hissed, her amber eyes blazing menacingly.
"Isn't that dangerous?" Haruna gasped.
All Hanoashi could do was manage a simple nod, still stunned in anger. Is...this why I was cussing Miho out like that in my dream?
"Hey, there's going into the city limits!" One of the girls shouted.
"What the Maus!?" Hanoashi gasped. "They're not allowed to do that!"
"Right, that'll be all for today boys!"
"You lot did well!" Haruto huffed gleefully. "Makes me proud that I put off retirement to see the high school academy though it's founding!"
Yukaro let out a small smile as he and the rest of his commanders basked in the praise of their instructor's praise. Old Haruto had been with them from the beginning, back when Nishmari had began their middle school co-ed league to now when they were beginning their High school tenure. While it wouldn't be the same, having the same instructor throughout the years was a big comfort to the group.
Plus, they respected the elder. He was the first instructor of the Male leagues, retiring back in 2005, only to come out of it when his hometown decided to began their Sensado league. He had unwavering loyalty to them, teaching them well, working with the students whom struggled, full of loving patience with them, yet no nonsense when it came to serious manners.
"Hold on...I'm receiving a call," the male instructor noted, at the same time Haruto received a call. Both walked a bit away and answered.
"Authorization code, Alpha, Charley, Echo, Number six one five."
Delia ran over to the co-ed box and unlocked it after receiving a nod from the commander. One of the boys from the co-ed academy did so, the commander of the group.
"Codes match!" Delia shouted over.
"Authentic, go ahead!" Haruto ordered tensely. Yukaro could tell why, as could Delia. The co-ed and male leagues shared a sort of code specifics with the commanders, each school having one set. If the police or military ever needed Sensado reinforcements for some reason, then a request with the code would be sent to the Instructors which would then have a student rush over to the box and retrieve the code.
This only happened in very strict situations though. And one had just presented itself.
"Ooarai and St Gloriana have breached the city limits of Ooarai. All attempts to reach the judges and students has failed. Additionally our attempts to reach St. Gloriana's instructor has been intercepted. Therefore, you are to load up on Sensado regulated shells and intercept them at the request of the Ooarai police department."
"Understood!" Haruto nodded. "Delia, Yukaro, Sam, Jennifer, you're up! Everyone else load up the tanks please!"
"Grant, Samsom, Jun, Katuma, Siven, and Bekkham, you lot are to join them, likewise everyone else is to help load the crew!"
"Cal, any chance we'll actually have to intercept them?" Haruto asked.
"Don't know, but we'll be ready for them Sempai!" Cal growled determinedly. "I can't wait to chew into Ami Chono for letting something like this happen!"
"That's for the girl's league to decide, not us." Haruto shook his head. "And don't call me Sempai."
"Pah! You think they'll turn on their own just because they went a little into the city limits! You saw what happened to Kuromorimine last year, their vice commander...team commander during the match given Maho was sick, directed the girls into the drink and no punishment was given!"
"You may be right old friend," Haruto sighed. "But the ball is in our court right now, and it'll be in theirs soon."
"Yukaro, any idea on where they'll be?" Sam asked.
"No idea bud," Yukaro let out a small shrug. "All I know for sure is that we've got to locate them before they cause too much damage."
"Any damage is enough damage, " Delia shrugged. "We both know that."
"Who is leading?" Grant asked as he came up.
"Delia," Bekkham nodded determinedly. If we're lead by a lady then we'll look less...imposing than if we were lead by a man."
Delia sighed. "I would normally state that this leadership thing would make no difference, but in this case you may be right. Anyways. Mount up! We're loading seven shells each, hopefully that'll be all we need. Oh, and mark the shells with a green marker, we don't have enough time to empty the practice rounds!"
"Right!"
As Yukaro mounted up the Panzer III, Fubuki, he let out a quiet sigh as he followed his commander Delia out of the hanger. I just hope that Blaze is okay, he whispered as the Panzer III roared to life.
Hanaoshi watched with baited breath as one of the Mitilia's ran into one of the shops, hearing various gasps from the girls watching. I hope no one was in that shop! She prayed fervently. This...this never happened in the co-ed leagues! If we had tried this we'd be kicked out of town in no time flat!
"She may have skills when she's pushed, but she's still an idiot," Umi muttered as Darjeeling finally managed to get the jump on Miho.
"Yeah, no kidding!" Hanoashi shook her head. "I'm still finding it hard to believe that is she same girl I went to school with several years ago. Back then...she was..."
"Different?" Umi sighed. "Yeah, I know, still, she knows better. Here's hoping the federation gives the girl's school ship a right earful."
"Alright girls, we're to head on right back to the Sensado sheds for a briefing. All co-ed middle school students are also going to be heading on in!" Hime ordered.
"What about the orientation briefing?" Misami asked.
"We're putting that off for a week. Next weekend we'll be conducting a training exercise with the Co-ed and male academy in case they have to do this again, the Nishmari middle school co-ed league will be participating in it as well."
"I would say that sounds fun, but really it's going to me a massacre for the middle school students," Hanoashi sighed.
"Because their only allowed to use tanks with less than fifty mm guns and armor?" Umi asked.
Hanoashi nodded. "Yeah." I remember those days well," Hanoashi mused as her mind flew back to the days of old. Back then the biggest threat we had to face was the T-50 light tank, albeit it was viewed more of a heavy tank by some dispute it's speed. It's a very good thing we were limited to only two per middle school league academy. Otherwise it'd be equip only T-50s or get destroyed!
Arriving at the station, Hanoashi stood next to Yukaro as all of the students were ushered in. "I'm glad you're alright Blaze," Yukaro whispered as he gently took her hand.
"Yeah, I'm just glad you're alright. Miho's..." Hanoashi trailed of as she gently squeezed his hand. "She's...not who she used to be."
"Yeah, no kidding!" Yukaro growled. "I mean why the Maus did she lead those tankers into the city like that!"
"Probably too used to the posh fighting conditions Kuromorimine offered that she forgot that it was supposed to be strictly forbidden to enter the city limits like that," Hanoashi suggested before sighing. "Once this is over let's have dinner, just the two of us, okay?"
"Sure, you look like you could use a distraction," Yukaro smiled.
"Hmm..." Hanoashi agreed as they disengaged from their little hand holding session to enter the train. "So, that diner we always went too?" She suggested.
"Feeling kinda nostalgic huh?" Yukaro joked.
"You know it!" Hanoashi smiled.
Amelia let out a quiet sigh as she leaned against the train, Mitsu right next to her. "Those two must really like each other," she mused.
"Who?" Mitsu asked, glancing at the ginger haired girl in curiosity.
"Hanoashi and Yukaro," Amelia shrugged.
"Yeah, I love how they both just walked off on their own," Mitsu shook her head. "Well, we've got two hours until the briefing, and after them I was thinking of going over tank upgrades with Hanoashi."
"Good luck with that, she and Yukaro are planning to have dinner apparently," Amelia shook her head, before letting out a small smirk. "And now she's telling me to get out of her head."
"I would say for you to stop reading your sister's thoughts, but I guess you can't help it huh?" Mitsu shrugged.
"No kidding!" Amelia huffed. "As much as I love being close with my twin sister, this gift can get rather annoying at times. But still, I wouldn't change it for the world, though."
"You want a relationship like she has?" Mitsu asked.
Amelia shrugged. "Maybe, though the only relationship I've had with a guy has been with my abusive father and being arrested, so yeah. Well...escorted home more so than being arrested, but still, there was handcuffs and the car so to speak."
"Anyways, I can talk to Blaze bout it later," Mitsu shrugged. "Besides, about the only think I can think of right now is upgrading the T-34 to the 85 model as well as exchanging the SID for a better tank destroyer, such as perhaps a Stug or Hetzer."
"Not buying a new tank?" Amelia asked.
"Well, we could use a new tank, but finances are somewhat limited. Granted if the land school closes we'll see an increase in funding, but that might go towards building a larger school or adding on to our current school, or funding new clubs. Most likely at best we'll be able to take on two or maybe three of the tanks from Ooarai, but those might be sold off," Mitsu suggested.
"What tanks would be buy?" Amelia asked.
"No idea," Amelia shrugged. "Right now the only tank we could use effectively would be the Stug. The Type 89 isn't going to do us any good. The 38T and the M3 lee could be converted into a Hetzer and Ram respectively with the appropriate mod kits, but the Panzer IV could be our best bet as the second tank as all we'd really need is the F-2 cannon, which is pretty cheep all things considered."
"How cheep we talking bout?" Amelia asked.
"Close to seven hundred thousand yen," Amelia shrugged.
"Geeze!" Amelia gasped. "Just for the gun?"
"Yep!" Amelia shrugged. "A cheep tank runs for about a ten million yen with the more expensive models running upwards toward two hundred million yen."
"Define a cheep tank then," Amelia gaped.
"Our SID would be a cheep tank," Mitsu began. "But a T-50, it cost bout as much as a T-34 base model. Albeit the T-50 is faster, smaller, and somewhat cheaper to operate if you have a competent crew."
"Alright, it's time for the briefing!"
"As you know, Ooarai girl's ship academy's Sensado team entered the city limits during their practice match with St. Gloriana. Thankfully, no one was injured or killed, aside from some injured pride from some of the students." Hatruto began.
"The biggest damage was done to this store front, albeit thankfully the store owner seemed rather...gleeful bout getting a new store," Hina pipped in.
"Freaking Baby Boomer!" Haruto huffed gruffly.
"Aren't you a Baby Boomer?" Hina pointed out sarcastically.
"All the more right for me to mock their self righteous acts," Haruto shot back snidely.
"Aren't us Millennials just as spoiled?" Hanoashi whispered to Rikona.
"Mmhmm," Rikona agreed. "Believe you me cousin, I almost wish I had you're childhood, I like the way you appreciate your belongings long after you've received them. My rich friends...they don't appreciate nothing past the first week!" You could buy them a diamond bracelet and in a month they'd have sold it for caviar!"
"Don't tell me you actually experienced that betrayal!" Hanoashi whispered.
"Thankfully I observed it second hand, but yeah, that did happen," Rikona sighed.
"Um...when did the baby boomers generation start?" Haruna raised her hand and asked simultaneously.
"Okay, I'm only going to say this once," Haruto gruffed. "The great war generation was between 1905 to 2025, with the world war generation being between 2025 to 1945. The baby boomer generation was between 1945 to 1965. Gen X was between 1965 to 1985, with the millennial generation being between 1985 to 2005, and Gen Z, which has the most stupidest name ever for a generation, is between 2005 and 2025. However, people are stupid trout and too idiotic to realize this, so you get funky timeline junk for some of the generations, like idiots thinking the millennial generation was between 1992 and 1996 or something stupid like that."
"What about the greatest generation?" Mitsu asked.
Haruto sighed. "We're getting side tracked."
"Now, next week we'll be having a mock battle scenario designed to prepare us for another incursion into the city," Hime began. "The exact details are being worked out, but we'll be including all four academies Sensado teams for this joint exercise, so prepare yourself. We'll be doing our joint orienteering exercise the week after, weather permitting."
"That is all, dismissed!"
Hanoashi rose and met up with Yukaro. "We've still got plenty of daylight left, ready to go?"
Yukaro smiled. "Yep!"
As soon as they had exited the hanger, the two lovebirds began to hold hands.
"So, what do you think we'll be doing for the exercise?" Hanoashi asked.
"No idea," Yukaro shrugged. "But given the seriousness of the situation such an practical is going to be desperately needed."
"Yeah, no kidding," Hanoashi shuddered, instantly feeling Yukaro's warm body on hers. "Thanks...I...I was really scared today when I saw them fighting in the city," she whispered.
"I'll always be there for you, my little Blaze," Yukaro whispered gently.
"Thank you," Hanoashi whispered, clinging to him. "I...really need you Yukaro."
"Likewise Blaze," Yukaro whispered.
"Master, the Matsumino representatives have arrived."
Shiho let out a small nod. "Let them in please," she ordered.
Walking over to her guest table, she sat down, not too sure what this sudden meeting was about. But she knew that it couldn't be good, the Matsumino did not call sudden meetings like this unless they were very upset about something.
"Let's get right to it," an elderly man growled as he walked in and sat himself down, his face furled in anger.
"We haven't had any issues since the near drowning in the nationals," Shiho began, trying to act calm, but deep down she was shaking.
"Your...protege and daughter caused a right mess today during Ooarai's match with St. Gloriana," the man growled.
"What exactly do you mean?" Shiho asked, letting a small bit of surprise out of her gaze while remaining stoic.
"Miho personally lead Ooarai's Sensado team into the city limits, outside the agreed bounds of the match," He began. "All attempts to call the judges were blocked for some reason as well."
"Here's hoping that there was no casualties," Shiho growled.
"Just a shop, and wounded pride from some of the students," the man grunted. "But still, Miho knows better. Ami Chono knows better. If this happens again, then we will either be forced to withdrawal funding from Kuromoprimine or split the Sensado team into a girls, boys, and co-ed team. As for now, we strongly suggest that you give both Ami and Miho a stern warning as well."
"Don't...don't tell me what to do," Shiho growled, but found that she was beginning to loose her nerve. Not only were the Matsumino one of Kuromorimine's top sponsors, but they also were a family not to be messed with. The Nishisumi, as powerful as the name was, couldn't hold a candle in comparison, both in riches and prestige, let alone power.
"You have until either of them make another mistake," the man rose. "If you've done nothing satisfactory to correct this issue by then, we will be forced to act in kind. Good day to you instructor."
Shiho watched him walk out, shuddering once he had left. "Miho you idiot, I sent you to Ooarai specifically to get you away from Sensado. And that is what you wanted, right?" she whispered to herself. "To be free of the Nishisumi name? Why pursue it now?"
"Rough news?"
"It's nothing," Shiho shook her head. "I need some time to think though."
Hanoashi laid down on her bed and sighed. "What a day," she sighed as she looked upward at the ceiling.
"Even with a date with destiny you sound depressed," Rikona teased.
"I'm more pissed than upset," Hanoashi groaned. "Though being with Yukaro helped, at the time at least."
"Maybe you ought to start sleeping together?" Rikona suggested. "I could pull some strings if you like," she offered gently.
Hanoashi shook her head. "Nah, I wanna enjoy my time with you and Mari first," she hummed. "Still, thanks for the offer."
Her phone buzzed just then. Walking over to it, her eyes widened when she saw who it was. "Oh boy this isn't good," she muttered, raising it up.
"Instructor Nishisumi?" Rikona asked. "Put it on speaker."
Hanoashi ignored her and just answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Blaze, can you tell me exactly what's going on at your school?" Shiho asked.
"Well...we watched the match, if that's what you're referring too," Hanoashi shrugged.
"Watching?" Shiho asked. "I thought for sure you'd have been in the match," she pointed out.
"Nah, I'm being punished by Ami for liking a boy," Hanoashi joked. "She's having me wash the tanks by myself with my hands tied behind my back. Also a toothbrush as a cleaning interment. Have you ever tried cleaning a tank with nothing but a toothbrush in your mouth and your hands tied begind your back?"
"You're not being serious bout this," Shiho growled. "Tell me what happened young miss."
"Meh," Hanoashi shrugged. "I was actually rejected from the team for having SC-type 4 Diabetes, and left the school in protest. Now I'm the Vice commander of the Ooarai land girl's academy so to speak."
"Lots of new academies starting up huh?" Shiho mused. "Are you enjoying yourself?"
"I was until I saw that abomination of a match today," Hanoashi grunted. "But I'll get over it in a few days."
"Yeah, could you do me a favor and ask if Rikona could advocate on my behalf next time she speaks with the elders of her family?"
Hanoashi just promptly handed the phone to Rikona who put it on speakerphone.
"You needed me Shiho-kun," Rikona chirped.
"Oh...you two having a sleepover?" Shiho noted.
"Nah, we're attending the school together now. You know how the Matsumino hate for us to attend the rich posh schools like yours, right?"
"Right..." Shiho groaned. "Anyways, do you think you could ask your elders to reconsider withdrawing their threat to cut funding form Kuromorimine if something like what happened today happens again."
"Nope, no can do. I'm was already in the red just by my close relationship with Hanoashi, so I can't really risk anything like that. However, I suspect that you might be able to get into their good graces again, but it'll cost ya."
"How much?" Shiho asked.
"A few tanks and setting up an arranged marriage between Maho and a certain Matsumino boy," Rikona chirped.
"Oh no, not him!" Shiho groaned.
"What, he's really nice," Rikona gaped.
"Yeah, and he's into you know what," Shiho growled.
"Can't help it. You could always stipulate that he doesn't do the thing you know, that's what we did," Rikona shrugged.
"I'm not allowing my daughter to marry a Maus Damned Furry, let along forcing her to," Shiho admitted.
"The only other Matsumino who's interested in her like bondage," Rikona warned.
"That's rich coming from you young lady," Shiho hissed.
"See, she is playful," Rikona chirped to Hanoashi.
"Oh shut up!" Shiho growled. "Anyways, what do you want?" she added.
"A Kuromorimine tank and a crew if Ooarai closes down," Rikona noted. "And a maid from the Nishisumi family who isn't Miho."
"I'll...have to get back to you on the whole Maid thing," Shiho sighed. "But if I send a tank now, will you consider speaking to your elders?"
"Can't make any promises they'll listen. You're not giveing Maho away, and you're not promising me a maid, so I can't guarantee just the tank will be enough."
"What if were to base equip the Nishmari co-ed high school team," Shiho offered.
"Send over the girls who are subpar compared to your lofty standards, and I can guarantee that'll work," Rikona smiled. "Provided you send a strong warning to your daughter and protege."
"Ami's not my..." Shiho let out a defeated sigh. "Alright, as soon as I have a confirmation I'll send over the tanks to the co-ed league. And if Ooarai's ship academy gets shut down..."
"We get a tank, fully crewed. A good one as well," Hanoashi insisted.
"Of course we're having this conversation on speakerphone," Shiho sighed. "Anyways, please speak to your elder as soon as you can. And Hanoashi, Rikona, please don't get into trouble. You're good girls who'll go far in life and I don't want to see that ruined."
"Meh, all I'll need to do is go as far as Yukaro's kitchen," Hanoashi shrugged.
"Seriously, you are head over heels for that boy, aren't you," Shiho gaped. "Well, good luck girls and have fun. I need to get back to work that doesn't involve me marrying my daughter to a furry or a sadist." With that Shiho hung up.
"Well, that could have gone better!" Hanoashi sighed.
"Right. Well, tomorrow I'll be heading on out to the elder's den," Rikona chirped. "Great joy!"
"You always hated the elder's den," Hanoashi shook her head. "But then again I've never been there, so I wouldn't know what it's like."
"Believe you me cuz, you wouldn't like it. It's one of the most nerve wracking meetings you can go to." Rikona let out a yawn. "Anyways, I'm heading to bed."
Hanoashi waited for her to enter her bed, before crawling in beside her. "Let's share all the time we can, okay," she whispered.
Rikona simply wrapped her arm around her. "Of course Blaze," she smiled.