Thread: Ansatsu Kyōshitsu: Bye Bye Yesterday (Athene & East)

Megu Kataoka Rinka Hayami Both women turned to look over at Ryunosuke. It would be Rinka, however, who gazed over first. Hmm? What's up? Rather than speaking, he opted to show them. All by grabbing herself and one of Megu's arms. Before Rinka could ask, the answer came in a very loud, almost deafening set of explosions. ... No .... Megu's heart sank, as she instinctively lifted her head, but at least stayed low against the floor. If the noise hadn't given it away, the glass shattering helped out. Tears formed in her eyes as she stared. A bit of smoke started to rise into the air. When it all seemed to calm down, she walked away from Ryunosuke. She had to see for herself. That .... that hadn't been what she thought? Was it?' ... Oh my god ... It was all Megu could muster. The knowledge of what had just happened shattered her, as if she were the glass. Her legs trembled, and she damn well nearly fell to her knees. Hey, hey, hey! Careful! Rinka moved again, this time catching Megu and pulling her away so she could at least collapse and not get any lingering glass shards embedded in her skin. Megu ... this isn't your fault. Megu? Oh shit. Nothing that was exactly what Rinka and Ryunosuke would hear from Megu for the longest time. she hadn't felt this distraught in years since all of 3-E had to klll Koro-Sensei, to be exact. I should have seen him, Megu finally whispered. The words made Rinka grimace, her head moving from side to side, Like Ryunosuke said, he purposely blended in. If anything, he made sure not to be seen. Megu, even we checked the plane first. We failed to miss him. This isn't -- I --- I ---- Every time Megu felt some sort of retort enter her head, the words got caught in her throat. Finally, her gaze moved from Rinka to the male sniper. No. No, you weren't too rough. I ... I'm glad you both responded. But that's a bit of the problem. I called you all here. Those deaths ... they're all on me! I'm not going to be able to get this blood off my hands not anytime soon, anyway. I ... god. I think I may be sick. Like .... puking sick or .... ?? I'm not sure, Megu weakly replied, continuing to sob softly. Rinka sighed, staring at Megu for a few more moments before turning back to Ryunosuke. Yeah. I'm fine. Far more worried about her. I''m right here, you know? Megu quipped, managing to weakly grin. I just ... this is gonna take some time and even something I seldom indulge in sake. I think ... yeah. That's what I'm gonna do when I get home. Have been saving it for a shitty day anyway. You two wanna join me? Rinka looked over to Ryunosuke, already having a feeling on what the answer would be. Unfortunately, we're gonna need to fill all this paperwork out. Unless ... someone will cover for us, but I doubt it. We were the main ones here that saw everything. Megu nodded sorrowfully, understanding well enough. Standard procedure and all that jazz. She began to turn and leave before Rinka gently grabbed her shoulder. Before you go, Megu ... for when you're feeling a bit better, perhaps? It was nice seeing you again, but ... I wish the circumstances were better. In Rinka's hand was a card with her and Ryunosuke's numbers. Maybe we can meet up again one of these days on a much better note? I ... maybe. That would be nice. You don't drive, right? Megu shook her head, Though even if I did, I'm not so pissed off nor stupid to drink and drive. Okay. Just ... wanted to check. Take care. Now Rinka allowed Megu to leave, staying to help Ryunosuke deal with the aftermath and mess. Megu stormed through the halls -- and just in time, too. Reporters were beginning to storm in. Luckily, none tried to stop or ask her questions. They were going right for the gate where the two snipers were at. Megu weakly smiled, almost pitying them. Almost . Alas, she really didn't want to feel like dealing with them either. Before exiting the airport, however, she made one last stop. Her boss's room. Oh Megu, thank god! Glad you're safe! I appreciate it but ... I can't do this. Reaching up, she removed her ID badge and set it down on the table. I'll return the outfit later. I would now but .... I have nothing underneath. Nothing decent, anyway. Her now ex-manager stared log and hard at Megu. Obviously wanting to convince her not to do this. But in the end ... it was her call. The best thing he could do was respect her verdict. Very well. I know you're good on keeping your promises, so I'm not worried about you failing to give the uniform back. Do take care, Megu-san. I'll try, she whispered, pivoting once more and finally going back outside. Her hand rose as, for the second time that day, she hailed a taxi. This time, she relayed her home address and within mere seconds, was on her way back to her efficiency.