Karasuno's Mangers: Little Ukai and The Runaway

27: The Navigator and the Butler

Emiko and Mirae had arrived in Tokyo city four hours ago. From the train station, it was a half-hour bus ride to Shinzen High School where the training camps were being held at.

"I know where I'm going," Emiko lied. She led Mirae down an alleyway, trying to look for an exit.

"All that's missing are the three muggers and the rabid dog."

"Shut-it, I've been to Tokyo city before, I know my way around."

"Didn't you say you visited once. Eight years ago?"

Emiko stopped. "It's a dead end."

"Can we ask for directions now?"

"No-"

Mirae yanked her by the collar of her shirt and started walking back the way they came from. "We are asking for directions and don't give me that we can't talk to strangers talk."

"But we can't talk to strangers!"

Mirae glowered at her. "So are you going to explain to Coach Ukai why we're four hours late? Are you going to tell him that you missed our bus stop and brought us to the ends of the city? Are you going to tell him you spent our bus fare on fried fritters?"

"For the last time Mirae the fried fritters are for Takita!"

She led them back onto the streets. While Emiko took photos of a pair of puppies on a walk, Mirae had walked into a store to ask for directions to Shinzen. It would take another hour, but they'd eventually get there.

"Yachi we are here!- Oops."

"Ow!"

Mirae groaned, "Great first impression you dictator. Let's just whack everyone into shape. You freaking dictator."

"I'm not a dictator," Emiko snapped, "and I'm sorry for smacking you with the door. Maybe you shouldn't stand behind it."

The brunette girl narrowed her eyes. Her nose was swelling and the obvious pain aside, she looked like she was ready to yank Emiko's hair from her scalp.

"What was the point of that apology?" Mirae deadpanned. "You freaking dictator."

"Can you stop calling me a dictator?"

"Can you admit you are wrong?" Mirae stomped her foot and clenched her hands into fists. "You made us miss our bus stop, you yanked my face mask off my face and threw it on the streets, you had us lost for four hours, and you wouldn't get in the stupid taxi either."

"People get kidnapped in taxis! How many times do I have to explain this?"

"Hitchhikers get kidnapped. We were not hitchhikers."

"Yes but we're here now and we're safe. Who cares if we walked for four hours?"

"Five hours." Mirae stomped her foot again. "And you made me carry your bag the entire time."

"Well I was the navigator. You had to be the butler."

Mirae blinked. She looked around and saw a frying pan sitting on the table to her left. She grabbed it and aimed to whack Emiko's head but Yachi clung onto her arm.

"Please don't kill her. I know she must have made you mad but we need her."

"We can replace her. There are four other managers here, we'll be fine."

"Hey," one of the managers spoke in a soft voice. She tapped on Mirae's shoulder. "Maybe you should rest for a little bit. I'll get you a cup of hot chocolate." She steered her off to the side, successfully taking the frying pan from her and setting it on the counter.