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Warumon's base, as the class continued.
"YOU INCOMPETENT! YOU'RE AWFUL! YOU CAN'T DO A SINGLE THING RIGHT! I'M SICK OF EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!" — Warumon shouts, he was gathered with 5 Zakobees who often helped him
"B-but b-boss... W-we..." — 005.
"NOT ANOTHER WORD! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR A WORD FROM EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU! YOU'VE ALREADY BORED ME. EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU... ARE COMPLETELY USELESS, I CAN REPLACE YOU, ALL OF YOU! ...But you don't even come close to your colleague..." — he says as he slowly turns to Zakobee 004
004 trembles
"...YOU. ARE. THE. WORST. OF. ALL." — he says getting very close to his face.
".....w-what did I do...?"
"....I'm ONE STEP away from throwing you out the window, I don't need reasons to tell you how wrong and stupid you are." — he turns to the other Zakobees
"You guys, you'll get the hardest work you have as punishment, ONE more slip-up and you'll go to the shredder." — he turns to 004 "but you 004... You're not going to either of those, you'll be kicked out of the base."
He jumped.
"B-BUT B-BOSS, WHAT ABOUT TEAM TWINBEE?! W-WHAT IF... WHAT IF THEY..."
"YOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT BEFORE YOU RUINED ALL THE PLANS I LET YOU PARTICIPATE IN, YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING! NOW GET OUT!" — he kicked Zakobee who fell straight into the trash. He was confused, he didn't know what he was going to do, he didn't know where he was going to live, since at any moment Team Twinbee could kill him. So, he went to give it his best shot...
Meanwhile...
"What did you want to say, Amitie?" — Pastel asked after finishing her work and being free to talk.
"Well, Satan has been very quiet... And Warumon, from what you've been saying, hasn't been doing anything... Do the two of them have a bigger plan?"
"But what if they're making a plan together?" — Madoka asked
"Nah, they don't even know each other, I find it hard" — said Arle, as she got into a very Tomboy position, placing her feet on the irons of the table.
"Do you think so, Arle?"
"Sure, Amitie! He's dumb, they both are, actually. So I think that even if the two of them knew each other, they wouldn't get very far. If the two of them alone are bad, imagine them together?"
"True... You're not wrong...."
"American ya" — Light approached the girls
"Cousin, did you finish your work before making other people's lives hell?"
"No, and you don't care!" — he slapped her on the head
"MY HAIR!" — she pushes him, almost falling backwards
"CALM DOWN, CAN I LET YOU TALK?"
"WHAT DO YOU WANT TO TALK THEN!"
"Well, it seems that a geography teacher is going to join the school... We don't know his name, he's Brazilian. At least we won't need Ms. Apple teaching Geography and science at the same time after Accord's English time."
"What's his name?"
".... I JUST SAID I DON'T KNOW, YOU FOOL!"
"Ugh, sorry..."
"But anyway, that's it. Some people are saying that his name is Rúben Sobral. I have no idea if it is or not, but anyway.... That's it, girls"
— Arle thinks — ".... cool... But how strange...?"
Twinbee log house.
A knock could be heard on the door.
"I'm coming!" — replied Cinnamon, as he fixed his glasses and went down the stairs, when he opened the door he came across him...
"...... A zakobee?"
To be continued....