256 Chapter five, 2017, years end: 4 (1/2)
”They're leaking braincells, if they had any to begin with.”
”I'll take it from here. An open threat, at least, we're allowed to act on,” Amaya said from the other end of the line.
Ulf pulled the cord to his hands free to make sure the mic didn't fall outside his coat. ”Yes. Thank you Amaya.” He didn't ask how far she had gone in her own manhunt. That topic was taboo.
'Damn, had forgotten how early spring comes here.' This was definitely something that was better in Japan than Sweden.
”Urufu, you stay out of this from now on, hear me?”
”Yes Amaya. I'm not going after armed crazies.” 'Should have thought about that last summer. Damn, what a moron I was.' ”Don't worry.”
”You always make me worry,” Amaya said. At the end of that sentence her voice warmed up somewhat. ”I know you're over fifty, but you're still the son I never had.”
He had long since stopped thinking of her as his daughter. His mother? No, but Amaya was still his senior in ways he could never understand. Almost ten years spent watching Japan's underbelly gave her a view of society he just didn't have. With that realisation came a respect he had shamefully enough not given her for over a year.
'I've been so bloody full of myself. And look where it brought me. Lost it all in the end.' He firmly shoved that whiny thought back into a recess of his mind. 'Not all. I still have my friends.'
But he was breaking apart. He knew that. Working just as hard as Christina only gave him so many hours of sanity and no more. 'Spring break. I'll heal during spring break.' That was less than three weeks away, and exams should occupy his mind before that.
After he finished his call he returned to his books. These days Ulf pushed the speed at which he learned written Japanese. A few months more, and the results should be obvious. Or they already were. He read books for middle schoolers without much problems now and had already started on more mainstream fiction.
At the moment he went through English, or rather he went through their Japanese translations, most of which Kareyoshi-sensei had got correct. As far as Ulf was concerned, 'most' wasn't good enough for a teacher, but if he wanted to boost his grades he had to answer in the wrong way that his teacher preferred.
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'Fuck this place!' But with the old goat preparing for his retirement, incompetence was acceptable as long as it went hand in hand with authority.
'Oh well, next principal is bound to rein the moron in, or else it'll show in the central exams.' At least club hours were enough to rectify the worst of Kareyoshi's insanities. Which also was why Ulf prepared a lesson in history making use of all vocabulary and grammar constructions expected to be tested during the upcoming exams.
Yukio and Kyoko should show up any moment, and Ulf needed Kyoko. She already delivered beyond expectations and probably would create professional layouts a few years down the line.