I'm a Walking Disaster With My Unwanted Virginity

No one actually asked me anything about the whole Enira-miasma core thingy. I was glad for that. After all, I had to have this talk with mom first and foremost before anything else. I had a feeling the girl had taken me as gramps' son or something. Wait, didn't that mean, he really did have a second fling?

But if the woman was gramps' fling and- argh, I couldn't wrap my head around it. 

It'd be a drag if there weren't any tickets though. 

And what do you know, there weren't. Apparently, some morons took over everything! EVERYTHING!

Ring!

And someone just pressed the bell on the door. I didn't know why but my veins popped up slightly and I wanted to punch anything and everything that was near. But I did keep calm: somehow. 

Yeah, I was definitely calm. 

I just wanted to punch someone, but totally calm!

The kid was free so he opened it. 

The headmaster came in, clearing his throat. 

"Oh? Quite the room you've got." 

"I know right." I tried to act proud and all but- yeah, I wasn't cut out for boasting and stuff. Plus I really wasn't in the best of moods. 

The headmaster laughed hard while the guy behind him- Johnathan- just remained quiet. Johnathan actually didn't enter and just stayed behind the door. Frankly, I didn't care.

"Anyway, we've got a jet with us, would you three like to come with us?" The headmaster said. 

A jet? It almost sounded fishy but- if he did, that'd be nice.

We'd save a buck. But more importantly, Marg wouldn't have to teleport that far. She'd probably be fine if she only did it once, but I didn't want her to strain her body. Besides, I had a nagging suspicion that her illness and powers might have been related. I really hope that wasn't the case though.

"Four." I pointed at the kid. 

The headmaster gave the kid a glance, checked him out, smiled faintly. "Shouldn't be a problem, we could just throw him in with the luggage."

He took all this time just to say that? 

"HEY!" the kid rebuked. 

"Yeah, fair enough." I didn't see a problem in that. 

"NOT you too bro!"

This kid was loud.

"Yeah, I don't recall being your brother."

"But you'll marry sis right? Then you're my brother!" He pouted but puffed up his chest. 

I hated kids. My hate for them just got renewed. 

But he wasn't exactly wrong either. I was definitely going to marry Marg, becoming his bro though, I wasn't too sure about that. 

"What's with the ruckus?" Marg came this way, a suitcase in her hand. She was actually dressed the same as yesterday when she first came here. "Oh? Sir."

She'd brought the same suitcase when she came with Elsa. I still didn't know what was even in there though. Probably clothes and stuff. 

The headmaster nodded and left. Johnathan meanwhile, never actually said anything. Why was he even here?

"They got a jet, so I was thinking of using that." It was more like there weren't any tickets available though. 

Apparently, some terrorists had overtaken all the major airports and there were no seats available. Even the planes weren't available.

It didn't take a genius to figure out who they were. 

Sigh.

Marg didn't complain or want an explanation either.

Actually, the terrorists might have accepted us if we went but- I had a feeling there'd be a lot of turmoil. So maybe this wasn't so bad.

"I'm ready." Elsa came out, looking pretty. "What did I miss?"

"Nothing much." I kind of just wanted to go home and cuddle Marg. "You need to get anything brat?"

So far the kid was kind of quiet. He was rather loud when he wanted to though.

"It's Dan you know." He whined but- "I didn't bring anything."

"Alright, let's check-out and go."

***

When we tried to check out, a little bit of hassle took place. 

Apparently, we had to pay for the stuff we ordered and all that. The rooms were free courtesy of the hotel though. And actually, the deluxe rooms weren't free even for the participants or the judges. 

Meaning… yeah.

I had fresh money in my pocket so I could have just paid. Oh wait, I had to first get a bank account. 

"Please bill everything to headmaster Rogers." Marg smiled sweetly, taking charge of the whole matter.

The girl behind reception smiled just as sweetly, albeit sweating slightly. "Right, my lady." They probably weren't going to accept this if anyone else had said something like this. 

Well, Marg was the daughter of a count, so I guess her being revered as 'my lady', wasn't that surprising. I felt a bit high and mighty hearing that though. 

As the four of us walked out, Marg grabbed my arm and walked by my side, giggling softly. My heart beated slightly faster as certain soft spots touched my arm.

"You people are getting more and more evil by the second," Elsa mumbled. 

I didn't actually have a comeback. I wasn't going to say anything either. Besides, I was currently too busy enjoying life.

***

Anyway, the jet was supposed to be near the road.

Once we got out though, I saw the jet. 

"My eyes aren't failing me right?" Elsa said, blinking a few times. 

"I don't think so, no," Marg said, rubbing her eyes twice.

It wasn't a jet, it was a freaking chariot. A chariot for nobles of old. This wasn't the middle ages, people!

And the engine?

I finally knew where our missing plane pretenders went.

There was a crowd seeing the whole thing. 

"You can teleport four people at the same time, right?" Elsa asked, voice a bit too flat.

"Upto three, including myself. Any more and we might end up stranded in the ninth dimension. Though the risk is only 10% greater."

"I have no idea what that means but I'll be willing to take the risk." Elsa chuckled and promptly grabbed my collar. "Can't we take a proper ride home? Planes, boats, trains, anything!?"

"You want to meet our terrorist friends, then sure?" I actually preferred my cousins for once. "Actually, maybe that's not a bad idea. And yeah, we can always just take boats." Why the hell hadn't I thought of that before?

"Ha ha ha! Nonsense. This is the most proper ride you'll have!" The headmaster picked the two of us up and carried us to the chariot laughing like a madman. 

There were loads and loads of giggles, chuckles, and cheers from the crowd. Well, they sure were enjoying this.

  I had a hard time making sure of what just happened so I couldn't come up with a proper response. 

Before I knew it, we were already in the air, Elsa and Marg were sitting next to me, while the headmaster, Johnathan, and Dan were on the other side. Dan was literally being squeezed alive. 

This chariot was made for four people, not more not less. 

So, Marg and Elsa were a lot closer than I'd have preferred. Marg was one thing but Elsa was my sister!

I so wanted to scream and get out of this but- after coming this far, this high, I didn't have a choice. 

I just had to fake it till I made it. 

Maybe I should have followed in uncle's footsteps and conquered the world or something, at least that way, I wouldn't have had to go through all this embarrassing stuff. 

Sigh.