Finally I was able to stop laughing. Supervisor Gokuu stared at me confused.
I would be too if I were in his place. Well maybe not in his place. If I myself were put into this kind of situation I would probably be laughing too. But if I were him, then I would be confused.
"Sorry Supervisor, my bad." I looked at him mischievously. "It's just, you've got a stain that looks like a monkey." I looked him in the eyes. Trying desperately not to break into another laughing fit.
He also looked at me but then asked, "What? Where!"
I distantly pointed to the middle of his chest. He spiked up and frantically tried to look for it. While his eyes were turned down I raised my hand to his forehead and thumped him between the eyes.
His eyes went wide and he raised his head to the sky. He stayed like that for a few short moments before snapping back to life.
"What was that for!" He asked surprised more that outraged.
"Simple, to make you look." I answered, grinning like a fool.
He huffed and returned to his normal stature. He closed his eyes and then opened them to the inmates.
"So, what'd y'all do?"
I smiled at the inmates then to Samon. "So kiddies, does someone want to volunteer to tell Samon-San how much fun we had to day?" They groaned and proceeded to let their bodies rest on the grass limply. "Aw ok then. Today we all participated in a nice, refreshing workout." I emphasized all in my sentence while eyeing Qi.
Samon examined each of the inmates carefully. Unconvinced that they just exercised and nothing else. He then looked at me skeptically.
"Laing, would you like to elaborate?"
Laing slowly rose to his feet before giving his explanation. He told Samon of the grueling and unjust work out standards I had. Not the way I would put it. But, Supervisor seemed satisfied with the answer Liang gave. The other inmates also piped in adding more details of how "excruciating" it was.
"Well then, good job, Miss.Saito." he praised, "Maybe next time I can train with you."
"Maybe you can."
