I can't believe how much I wanted to go there but knowing them, they'd probably beat to death by leaving all my responsibilities here just to see them. In addition, even if the world got fast-forwarded a few more years where the world wasn't like it is today, they'd probably stick to their roots and carry on—albeit slightly adapting—so let's just say they have their own world to worry about.
'It's not like they need but it's not like I'm not worrying about them… It's been a year plus change… Haa—'
But yeah, while I was in mid-sigh while I was in mid-thought, Jennifer definitely noticed my reaction earlier and she brought it up by nudging :
"What's with that Japanese Air Base?"
"Which one?"
"The one you reacted to— In Okinawa, was it? Kadena or sothing?"
"Ah… I have family kind of near there."
"Oh… Then…"
"We haven't had any contact since it started but I'm pretty sure they're still alive."
"That… That doesn't make any sense. Sorry, but—"
"Yeah, but I just know. One of the few things I have blind faith in—"
"Don't they have radios you left them or—"
"I did leave them the premium pack of sorts… But let's just say the mountain's a little special…"
"Special? Mountain? What do you an?"
"It… It just is… I don't even understand it completely…"
"Then what do you understand about it? Can you tell at least that?"
"Hmm… Sure. But not here."
"Why?"
"It's rude to the Admiral—"
"Pfft, nice save. But will you really?"
"Really what?"
"What are we even talking about? I'm asking if you'll tell !"
"Shh… Quiet down, they've glanced at us thrice already—"
"Ah— I don't even think we're needed here."
"Why? Because your babysitting ass didn't get promoted?"
"You—"
"And I got all sorts of shit?"
"You're making it less and less likely for to fuck you, you know that?"
"I can transfer all those rights and authority over to you, if you want?"
"Fuck that, I'd love a promotion but I hate doing more work than intended. I've just had enough of it."
"A little rebel, huh? Don't let the old man hear though—"
"Why'd he care?"
"He just does. He talks about you a lot, you know?"
"Really?"
"No—"
"Then— A-Asshole!"
"He talks about a lot of things but he gets really vulnerable when you're the topic so he doesn't do it much. Despite that, I could see that he really cares about you and he's really sorry—especially selling the house."
"It's not about that house—But yeah, it kinda is because it holds a lot of mories… But it's not just the house I'm mad about… It's a few more things that are more important… The house is just… y-you know… It's where I grew up in and everything… He owns it and all and I would've like a heads-up so I could've bought it from him instead.
It just pissed off coming 'ho' with a different family living in it…"
"I understand that, I do… I'm still holding onto the house my parents worked so hard for… I'm not living in it currently but so of my treasured items from them are still there."
"You lucky fuck."
"Eh. I would've preferred if they were still alive…"
"Now, that's not fair. You don't just spring that up on . I know the Colonel's still alive and all but those are two different things, alright?"
"I'm sorry—"
"No. Don't. But I'm sorry too…"
"..."
"..."
"We good?"
"Yeah, lil bro."
"Pfft… Alright, aneki…"
"Don't go using informal speech on , you fuck, I know so Japanese because of Rachel."
"Now you're just turning on—"
"Shh… Not here… Pfft…"
"And using my words against ? Heh…"
"Idiot…"
At one point, our pleasant conversation abruptly stopped when we saw Oscar giving us a double thumbs-up from across the room, so we went back to listening in to a much more important conversation.
To be honest, it was more like a review of what we had already discussed about—in regards to our plans here in Subic Bay—and anything besides that considering this country was left to and First— I an, Captain Davis.
But yeah, we ended the eting after three or so hours, but as everyone else was leaving the room, the Admiral specifically asked , Bartow, and Jennifer to stay behind.
At the sa ti, a pair of middle-aged doctors ca in rolling what seed to be this fancy freezer of sorts, and it seed like this night was far from over. To my surprise, it seed like Bartow already knew what the fuck was going on but looking at Jennifer, it seed like she knew what was up as well.
I was the only one who doesn't know what the fuck was going on but before I could even ask a question, the Admiral beat to it:
"Mr. Ishiyama, I believe you still rember my wife?"
I paused for a mont before I answered, "I do, why?"
"Let start by saying that I may not have lied to you but I didn't tell you the whole truth…"
I shook my head as I sighed deeply, "You're owing more and more punches to the face, you know that—"
Bartow cut off, "Watch how you talk to the Admiral—"
Admiral Burke cut him off, "It's fine, I expected as much."
I nodded, "What's with the fancy-ass freezer? You don't have the psyche of a terrorist/lead singer in a rock band there, do you?"
"What?"
"Not important— What's with the freezer? This is not your pitch for an MLM, right—"
"Stop," Jennifer said as she nudged .
"It's how I cope, you seem to forgot talking a few minutes earlier too."
"..."
Bartow huffed, "Can you take it seriously? We're about to show you governnt secrets—"
"Nice of you to point that out, Sherlock! Seed apparent earlier too but I didn't say anything about it—"
ADM Burke cut us off, "Alright, enough! All that build-up for nothing— Anyway! Do you know how peptides work?"
My eyebrows rose from the common term, "I do, yes— Well, so of them… Be it for building muscle, fat loss, recovery, or anti-aging— Heck, even Insulin is one… The first one, I might add."
He nodded, "That's great… These aren't technically peptides but one of the things we have here is sothing that kind of replicates how my wife's skeletal system works. Though still very, VERY experintal—"
I cut him off, "No. Hard pass."
ADM Burke was taken aback, "You didn't even let finish—"
"I don't need you to. Give that shit to soone else."
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