The argument among the kids in the classroom continued for a while. They were all ignoring their savior, the great Me.
Does that seem reasonable to you? Bah, since I'm having fun watching them argue, I'll let them be.
After a bit, the vixen's face turns sour.
Kekekeke, suffer, bitch.
The next moment, she reluctantly hands the walkie-talkie to the neat-looking boy who had approached her first.
["This is Carlos, I'm one of the trapped students. I intend to lead the conversation on behalf of the group. First of all, could you tell us who you are and what your intentions are?"]
The boy spoke with a textbook calm, as if he were in a student council meeting. My smile vanished, replaced by a thin, cold line.
["Faggot, who the fuck gave you permission to touch my things? I don't give a damn who you are or if you're still sucking on your mommy's teat. I was talking to the vixen from before, so you can go mind your own business."]
That vixen is going to get an earful. Why are you letting others touch my things?
As I got angry, the kids in the classroom panicked. The one who took the walkie-talkie from her had a bitter look on his face. She just gave them a self-satisfied smirk and, after a moment, they handed the device back to her.
["Vixen, who told you you could give my stuff to muggles? I don't like muggles touching my things, you get it?"]
["Ahhh, fuck you, it's not like I wanted to, you know? He became something of a leader and everyone was pressuring me to hand over the conversation to someone more 'suitable,' since they didn't want to scare you off."]
The vixen and I continued our exchange of insults for a while, as the desperate faces of those around her remained unbroken.
It was simply hilarious to watch them, though I don't really know what the fuck is wrong with them.
Anyway, I keep fighting with the vixen for fun; the despair of the others is an extra bonus.
First-class entertainment while I wait for the sun to go down a bit and for the wolves to go to sleep.
......…..
["Whatever, I'm not here to hear about the promiscuous life of a high school vixen. What's the current situation?"]
They say all good things must come to an end, and that includes the rat kid's joy. Time to work.
["HA, very funny. I'll tell you again since your tiny little brain can't seem to store information… We're out of food, we're out of water, we can't get out of here, I haven't showered in days, and if you believe that fairytale about girls smelling like flowers and sweating sugar, you're an even bigger virgin than you look."]
Rat 5 puts a hand on her hip as she insults me, her provocative smile an indication that the time has come.
["Don't worry, I can smell the stench of your fat ass all the way from here. It even makes me wonder if I should save you or not."]
["Keep it up and I won't introduce you to any girls as payment."]
["As if I want your vixen friends. I can get that type with a little cash."]
["Ha, and here I was thinking of getting you some suitable virgins. What a shame~~~."]
["Don't you forget those words."]
["I keep my deals."]
Kakaka… sounds like I hit the jackpot.
["What's the plan to get out of here?"]
["Don't you have eyes? You tie the rope on that side, and I'll tie it on mine. Then you go from point A to point B. Simple, right?"]
["Kuuu."]
["What? Any complaints?"]
["Where do I even start? Isn't that a huge obstacle for students?"]
["I don't give a truckload of loli dicks. Do you know what's out there? If you can't handle this, you can stay here and starve."]
I can see the students' desperate faces as I declare it. It wasn't my intention, but it worked out well somehow.
They started arguing again. All because of me? What is this joy blooming in my heart? Love, perhaps?
I'm sure the guys on the Network would be crying with laughter if they could see this live.
["I'd love to continue."]
And I'm dead serious.
["But the sun has already set and the doggies are going to sleep. Tie the rope on this side and get your ass over here."]
["You moron, we girls wear skirts. What don't you get?"]
For a moment, I couldn't process the utter stupidity that Rat 5 said with such a serious tone of voice.
But the next moment, she made a hand signal that I caught immediately.
Tsk, vixen. I'll only back you up this one time.
I let my voice lose all trace of mockery, and it became flat, with an edge of impatience.
["Wrap your legs with some damn paper or have your boyfriends carry you, I don't care how. In fact, I don't care if you cross or not. I just need you and Milia to cross so I can get the hell out of here."]
When I clarify the situation and name my childhood friend, everyone looks at the athletic couple.
Can you all hurry up?
I'm hoping the white guys and the subway dogs don't make it this far, but I'd rather not find out.
I'm also not in the mood to find out what else is lurking in the night.
["You… you know Milia?"]
Rat 5's voice returned to its sarcastic tone. Didn't she want to create tension to force the muggles to move? Make up your mind, bitch.
["She's something like my neighbor and childhood friend. If I let her die, my aunt will basically beat the shit out of me."]
After I declared it, I saw how everyone in the classroom's eyes went wide. Thinking about it… They should be something like my classmates, or at least know me from being in the same high school for so long.
Maybe they were surprised to see me after a year?
["Y-y-you… It can't be… you're not… Astrad… Are you?"]
["I am. Got a problem?"]
["N… NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"]
The vixen's eyes filled with tears, and she screamed in despair as she fell to her knees to cover her face…
I don't know what happened, but let's just accept the good things that come on their own.
Suffer, cry. GYAHAHAHAHA.