Observant || Oikawa Tooru ff

25. Acting

Iwaizumi looked around and was relieved to find that there was at least one girl who looked just as uneasy as him.

"So... Should we get started?" Naomi suggested apprehensively. Everyone nodded.

Years later... even then, Iwaizumi would think it would have been better for that girl to not have suggested anything. 

Because in the first five minutes of starting... All hell broke loose.

"Which genius bought soy sauce? We're making a strawberry cake!"

"Strawberries? Who was in charge of bringing strawberries? There are only four here!"

"Spoon! Does anybody want a spoon? I bought a spoon!"

"No! The egg shells don't go into the batter. How does your mom cook food if she puts egg shells in the batter?"

"Oi Harada? Want me to put some whipped cream on that scratched face of yours? Maybe it'll heal the scars..."

"Miyoko-chan say ahh~"

"Ito put that strawberry back! We only have four."

They were shuffling around the counter. Three different people were giving three different types of instructions. All those instructions were being applied on one cake. 

Oikawa and Harada were glaring daggers at each other.

"Why is the superstar even working with us? He's no use at all."

"You want some milk shorty? I can't hear you from all the way down there." 

Harada pounced on Oikawa almost reminiscent of the cat in the morning. Iwaizumi and Takahashi had a difficult time pulling them apart. Looking at them, Naomi had a sudden thought. 

This is what happens when an extremely petty person meets another extremely petty person. They fight like shrews.

They finally managed to shove the cake into the oven. When they turned around to look back at the little kitchenette, it looked like it had survived through war.

Suddenly there were loud bangs of door coming from outside. Ito kun peeked outside to see what happened. He saw their displinarian stalking from one activity room to another. He turned to his classmates and shook his head.

"It's Minamata sensei. He's going around punishing students again. He seems to be in a very bad mood." 

"Isn't he always these days?" Harada asked.

"Yeah...one time he wanted to put me in detention because he thought my hair was too dark." Iwaizumi supplied.

"Right?" Ito kun sang. "He'll punish you for anything these days. For being a second year, for breathing too loud or for existing for that matter." Takahashi hummed in agreement.

"But we've made such a mess here. He'll make us clean toilets for weeks as punishment of he sees this." Naomi said worriedly.

"Yuck! I really hate doing that!" Sato san pouted. Ito kun frowned.

"Cigarettes." Ume piped. "He needs his cigarettes. He's been trying to give up but it's only made him moodier."

Everyone turned to her.

"What?" Ume raised an eyebrow. There was a collective exhale of resignation.

"Well if you have to keep a bunch of hormonal teenagers under control, the man's got to be under a lot of stress.  He deserves a smoke in my opinion." Harada propped himself on the table.

"I second that notion." Oikawa piped. 

Harada growled at him as if scolding Oikawa for agreeing with him.