Princess Fischl

Chapter 63

From how eloquent my expression was, Ray blushed with embarrassment and did not dare to say anything else. Although it seems that my statement did interest someone.

"Who is Barbatos?" Takagi asked me, accompanied by Takashi's equally interested gaze.

- God of freedom and wind. - I answered calmly. There are so many gods in Japan that it won't matter at all.

- This is the first time I've heard of this, - Takashi shook his head.

- With all your desire, you cannot know absolutely everything, although I see you strive for it. - I did not hesitate to answer.

- Yes, perhaps... - the guy slightly soured. It seems he really likes the role of the one who knows everything.

- So, what about supplies? I think no one will argue now that we will have to go for them anyway? - I asked, looking around at everyone present.

- Food and water are not the only things we need, but also personal hygiene products, not to mention medicines, - the politician's daughter took the floor. - Often, people who have survived a typhoon in the first days after the disaster catch some kind of infection, sometimes even fatal, due to unsanitary conditions.

- That's reasonable, - Takashi agreed. - And gasoline, isn't that covered by the permit?

- No...gasoline is not included in this list; at all modern gas stations you first have to pay and only then go fill up.

"Well, it looks like we'll have to pat a couple of zombies in the pockets for gas," Takashi chuckled, and then briefly closed his eyes, as if trying to remember something, and walked up to Marikawa and began adjusting her route, while also explaining how to best operate the bus.

We drove for some time almost without obstacles until we got stuck in another traffic jam that formed before the bridge. For about 20 minutes we essentially stood in one place and during this time the teenagers periodically tried to call their relatives until they suddenly decided to remember that there is such a thing as a radio.

"... I repeat, wait for police instructions! Currently, the city borders and bridges are closed to all types of transport. Violators will be punished immediately. A state of emergency has been declared. I repeat, extreme measures will be taken against violators."

- Damn it! - Takagi exclaimed. - We're quarantined!

"I don't understand what the point is, if this situation is happening all over the world, then who are they counting on protecting with this quarantine?" I said, shaking my head.

- Something else is much worse. Everyone was driven out of the center, most likely for the safety of ministers and parliament, the exits from the city are blocked, as a result a critical mass of people is concentrated in the residential areas. - Takashi noted.

"And where there are people, there are these creatures," Rey muttered.

- We need to work together to survive. Because only by working together can we overcome this crisis. - Sido decided to speak up. Earning a hard look from Takashi and a heavy sigh from me.

- Sounds like a call to join some religious sect, - Busujima commented on his words.

- Yeah, and "father" Shido wants us to become his loyal followers. - Takagi chuckled.

"I think we'd better get off the bus," Saeko shook her head. "Not only are we standing there, but the company isn't the best."

- And where do you want to go, since there is no point in counting on an evacuation anytime soon... - Sido clearly wanted to say something else, but this time I gave him a hard look. And believe me, the "six eyes" can really scare you, especially the feeling of being taken apart at the cellular level, and if you add the pressure of the damned energy, then it will not be surprising if an unprepared person freezes in horror while simultaneously emptying himself. However, in order not to spoil the air for us, I did not add pressure.

- Do I understand correctly that you still don't want to go with us? Understand that it's better for us to stick together. - Saeko said, looking at the guy sullenly. However, I didn't catch the reason why she decided to bring up this topic now.

- Sounds like the calls of a newly-minted "holy father." - Stopping glaring at Shido, Takashi looked at the girl. - I want to meet my mother, the only relative I have. Is that strange?

- By the way, what about your families? - Takagi decided to intervene and turned to Saeko. - Let's start with you, Busujima-san.

- I only have my father, and he is currently outside of Japan, flying off to a martial arts championship. - Saeko answered calmly. - Where do you live, Takagi-san?

- Like Takashi, on the other side of town, only he lives in Edogawa, and my father's mansion is in Shiroi.

- There is no one at home, so if possible, I will go with you, - said the Cat.

- Where is your family, Hirano-kun? - Kyoko asked with interest.

- My father, a jeweler, went to Holland on business, and my mother, a designer, is now in Paris. - His words clearly surprised his classmates.

- Y-you're making it up. - Takagi, who was known as a local princess, immediately refused, after all, Hirano's sloppy image did not fit with the image of a rich kid.

- Hee hee, if he had made it up, his father would have been a sea captain, - Marikawa said, leaving the driver's seat, since we were still standing in place.

- Well, my grandfather was a sea captain, and my grandmother was a violinist, - Kota added rather innocently, and there was no hint of an attempt at bragging in his tone.

- I honor you, sons of diplomats, lawyers, ministers and professors, famous actresses, journalists, magnates, multi-volume poets and super singers, in short, those who are always called for an encore, those who fly everywhere without visas, open your mouths, tear off your headdresses, rich boys are walking down the street (A less offensive version of the lyrics of the DDT song: rich boys)

- Takashi decided to sing to the laughter of those around him while Takagi irritably ruffled her hair, though she quickly came to her senses and began to tidy herself up, to a new wave of laughter.

- You're telling me that I'm a rich kid, - Hirano was embarrassed.

- You're right, you're too modest for such a title. - Takashi slapped him on the shoulder, clearly in high spirits. - What about the others?

"Hmm. I wonder if I can be considered a rich kid who rests on the laurels of her past incarnations?" I suddenly thought. "Still, despite the hard training, I really did gain strength extremely easily. Although it's better to treat it simply as a talent, otherwise you can drive yourself into a mental trap."

- And what about your family, Gojo-san? - Saeko's question pulled me out of my thoughts.

- ? Oh, my parents are not in this world. – I answered calmly.

- Oh, I'm sorry. - The girl was slightly upset, obviously thinking about me being an orphan.

"Don't worry," I waved her off, not correcting the girl.

In the end, the entire group that was assembled when they arrived at the teachers' room decided to stick together and head first to the house of the "childhood friend trio" and then to the Takagi mansion.