The Life Of Normal-Taro

Sports day; one of the most illustrious events in the school history… Or that's what one would think by the preparations the school had done. However, it always paled in comparison with the school's annual day event… which wasn't really up the standards as well. The hype for days like this was not about how grandiose these events were but the relieved minds of students who sense a valuable off day. Hell, they don't even care about half the events that happen unless it concerns them. It was truly weird since solidarity and solitude were both seen on days like these.

Because of this, John, who came in expecting something spectacular, saw that most of the stuff was extremely half-assed. "Are you kidding me with this?" He asked as he looked around.

"I know, right? It looks mighty fine! I'm really proud of how it turned out." Taro replied, obviously not understanding that John just made a sarcastic comment and wasn't commending them for a job well done. However, in Taro's and the others eyes, it was truly a big deal because they took part in this.

"What are you saying? This looks garbage!" was what John wanted to say, however, he had a gist of how the guys would react, so he kept his mouth shut.

While the other four exited the scene after this short banter since they had things to do that they were in-charge of, John was left alone to fend for himself. He took this moment to lurk around and check on what the school had on store this day. For the most part, he wasn't that impressed. They had a cheaply made Olympic torch though and this made him pop.

However, in this sea of mediocrity, someone stuck out like a sore thumb. This person was speaking fluent Spanish. He looked from around the area, however he had an unnatural amount of tan. John felt like these two things directly contradicted each other. It was not like he thought that a multilingual person was rare or something, however the fluency that the person before him showed was unnatural; as if there's some apparatus helping him on this. Something that could directly translate one language to another without a mistake.

While John was busy speculating, a hand was slammed into his shoulder. Shocked by this, he suddenly turned and was this close in attacking him, however stopped when he saw the person who slammed the hand. "Hey… What are you doing here?" Lonappan asked with a coy smile on his face.

"Here to see the sports day event that they got here." John answered.

"Don't you need an invitation to get here?" Lonappan asked again, to which John took out his invite from the pocket.

"There you go! I got an invitation. What about you? How come you're here? Do you have an invitation as well?" John asked back.

Lonappan sighed. "Bruh, I got a wife who's a teacher here and a child who's a student of this school. The faculty clearly knows who I am. Well, if they don't know that, I've got myself an invitation as well." He replied as he showed off his invite.

"Cool. Let's grab some seats for ourselves before parents like yourself come and gobble those up." John suggested.

"Sure, why not!" Lonappan agreed to it as well, and they walked up to two empty seats.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" John asked as they made themselves comfortable.

"Yea?"

"Since you're here without even informing me beforehand about this, were you trying to ditch me for the day?" He asked, to which beads of sweat suddenly started raining down from Lonappan's forehead.

"Ah, what a good day, right?" Lonappan suddenly changed the topic in a seamless transition.

"Judging by your reaction, you were planning to ditch me, huh?" John threw a suspicious stare towards Lonappan.

"Ah, what makes you say that? I knew you were here!" Lonappan replied, giving out a nervous chuckle.

"Is that so? I have been keeping an eye on the movements of everyone in the Holy Land, but none of them seemed to come in contact with you or vice versa." John spoke, his stare grew sharper each time he uttered a word.

Lonappan was shocked to learn that the Holy Land is no longer a safe place to talk about the events that happened during the tournament because this guy had everything basically on-hold. It's not like he already pranced around in the Holy Land loudly proclaiming the events of that day, however he had hoped that once he wasn't home or a bit far away from them, they could maybe have a brief discussion about it and how he reacts to each members. However, hearing his words, Lonappan was suspicious of several things. He suspected that he might have planted bugs on them and installed security cameras all over the Holy Land. It might not be the case currently since John was robbed of his money back then and is basically living off MIB: Snehatheeram's money. However, this was a possibility that Lonappan and company had to look forward to when they were dealing with the guy named John.

Anyway, surprises aside, Lonappan continued to defend himself. "But…" Or that's what he planned to do before he was rudely interrupted by John. He literally had no chill.

"Oh, I know what you're gonna say. You saw them while they were in the Holy Land or some shit like that, right? Sadly for you, I was with them as we headed over to here TOGETHER, so that won't work. What next? Yeah, how about you went to #306 and saw that none of us were there, and you decided to come here so that you would know what's going on? That's a convenient lie, right? Because if you saw none of us there, you would've called me and asked me my location since that would be considered as a minimum decency. Maybe, what I just said was true, and you didn't see me there and thought it was a good opportunity to just slip out and have a free day for yourself. Although, that couldn't be the case because the way you've been handling me for the past few days was as if you didn't want me to go anywhere alone because you sensed a threat with it. So, if you had not seen me, you would've panicked. After all, you definitely had a reason for not letting me work here as well, right?" John took a deep breath before continuing. "So, putting all that together, I guess this is what happened; you wanted to come here. You expected the others to come here as well, however you didn't expect that they'll take me here as well. Instead, you thought that they'll leave me back in room #306 because they've been ordered to. This way, I don't go out, and you get to be here. You never accounted for my irresistible charm to work against what you planned." John said as he gave out some anime girl style poses. However, rather than looking cute with it, he looked imposing since he still had the fierce stare in his eyes that even made some little kid cry from about a hundred meters away.

Cracking under the pressure of the obviously superior officer's stare and intellect, Lonappan admitted his mistake pretty easily. "Yea, I was planning to ditch you. Like, I didn't want to do you dirty like that, but…" Lonappan hesitated to speak anymore.

"I get it. You had orders as well." John sighed.

"That's right." Lonappan reluctantly nodded his head.

"Well, this might just be a good time as any if you wanna reveal why you're treating me like this. As I said before, you seem to perceive a threat if I go out alone… As if I would see something or someone… Like, you're hiding something…" John spoke, trying to make sense of things.

Lonappan sighed. "I honestly didn't expect to use it this soon after the last time." He mumbled.

"Hmm? What are you talking about?" John asked. By the time he took a look at Lonappan's face, he already had his sunglasses on.

"I'm sorry!" He apologized as he flashed the neuralyzer on John. Luckily, John was the only recipient of the beam because people were at a considerable distance from them. Lonappan sighed yet again. "Okay… What is it that I wanted to say? Ah yea! I came here with you lot. Like, I joined you guys back in Holy Land, and we walked together. And… yea, it's not like you're not free to do anything. You couldn't do the teacher job because it might cause some inexplicable visa problems; you knew they were basically gonna screw things over. So, you rejected it after careful consideration. And you tagging along with me is because I'm the one with the most experience of this city here. So, yea there's that. This should be enough, right?" Lonappan looked towards the dazed John for a moment before hiding the neuralyzer and getting him back to his senses. "Hey, what happened to you? Suddenly going on a daze like that…" Lonappan threaded through a tight rope with the words he used.

"I… don't know…" John replied.

"Hmm, is that so? No matter. Let's just watch the sports day, shall we?" He asked.

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