YM778.TV Chapter 346 - We Are F*cked.
Chapter 346 - We Are F*cked.
Few hours into Flight.
Ichiro was sitting on a window seat and managed to see the vast ocean and small islands.
They were high enough to barely see them, but there were narrow gaps on the cloud field, which allowed him to see with some difficulty.
The plane journey has been quiet and peaceful. Most of the passengers were either listening to music, sleeping, or just looking at the views like Ichiro was doing.
Patti, Hessu, Antti, and Antero were whispering among themselves about the experience they had. They now have a lot to talk about with their friends and colleagues.
Especially meeting with Ichiro was the highlight of the trip.
Soon, hurried footsteps appeared as Bonney walked past Ichiro\'s seat towards the cockpit in a hurry.
Ichiro frowned and saw her knocking in a hurry. The door was opened by a pale-looking pilot who was whispering something with an anxious gaze.
Bonney shakily nodded and quickly started walking in the same direction where she came from, but when she was next to Ichiro\'s seat.
Ichiro stopped her and asked, \'\'What is happening?\'\' His grey eyes scanned Bonney\'s face and saw obvious signs of panic.
Bonney saw her hand being trapped on Ichiro\'s firm hold and tried to act as calmly as she could, \'\'N-Nothing, be seated and can you let go of my hand, I am quite busy currently.\'\'
Ichiro narrowed his eyes and asked, \'\'Did you inform the Government about me?\'\'
Bonney widened her eyes and finally recognized the identity of the young man.
\'\'Y-Yes, we had to.\'\' She replied honestly, and instantly Ichiro let go of her hand.
Bonney rubbed her painful wrist and saw Ichiro\'s face turning serious.
\'\'Is the plane crashing?\'\' He whispered as quietly as he possibly could so that only Bonney could hear him.
Bonney\'s body trembled, and she wanted to lie her way out, but seeing Ichiro\'s face, she could tell that lies wouldn\'t help.
She leaned closer and whispered in his ear, \'\'Pilots saw on the radar that three missiles are coming straight towards us… We tried to contact flight control, but they seemed to be ignoring us.\'\'
Ichiro took a deep breath and slowly stood up, \'\'Can I enter the cockpit?\'\'
\'\'Why?\'\' She asked, \'\'T-The pilots will be able to handle it.\'\'
Ichiro shook his head, \'\'No, most likely we will be fucked.\'\'
Bonney gulped and felt an itch on her parched throat, \'\'N-No… That can\'t be…\'\'
\'\'Mmm, we are pretty fucked.\'\' Ichiro started strolling towards the cockpit while Bonney hurriedly followed behind him.
\'\'Ichiro, where are you going?\'\' Patti asked after he walked past his seat.
\'\'A bathroom,\'\' Ichiro replied with a smile and left the business class, and entered the first class.
He took quick glance around the first class and was impressed by the luxurious seats.
Soon, he and Bonney reached the area around the cockpit\'s door, where usually flight attendants spend time.
Ichiro closed the curtains, which stopped from any prying eyes from seeing anything.
*Knock*
*Knock*
Bonney once again knocked on the door and anxiously waited for the door to be opened.
Soon, the same pilot opened as last time. He was co-pilot Ricky, and he had short brown hair and a pale yet slightly attractive face, while wearing his usual pilot outfit.
\'\'Bonney, what is it?\'\' Rick asked and soon saw some unknown figure next to Bonney, \'\'And who is this?\'\' He asked, not very pleased to see a passenger here.
This was one of his first flights as a pilot, and instantly a situation that could cause the deaths of hundred passengers appeared, and now he definitely wasn\'t interested in entertaining a passenger.
Bonney leaned closer and started whispering towards Rick, whose eyes soon turned into shock.
After she stopped whispering, Rick scratched his head with anxiousness, \'\'Kurogami Ichiro, correct?\'\'
Ichiro did a small nod.
\'\'How did you find out?\'\' He asked and narrowed his eyes with suspiciousness.
\'\'Well, because we are about to get killed because of me, obviously,\'\' Ichiro replied with a poker face.
\'\'What?!\'\' Rick and Bonney exclaimed simultaneously.
\'\'What do you mean?!\'\' Rick asked with anger.
Ichiro pointed at Bonney and answered, \'\'She told the Government that I am here, now there are missiles after us, a coincidence?\'\'
Bonney paled and thought about the announcement, \'\'W-Wait, why would they target you? You are son-in-law of deceased Abyss!\'\'
Ichiro had a lot of time to think about during this flight, and he came to the conclusion that it had to do with Supreme Leader.
\'\'Yes, it doesn\'t make any sense!\'\' Rick looked frustrated and looked back inside the cockpit, where the captain of Flight 447 was sweatdropping while taking glances at the radar, which showed incoming missiles getting near.
\'\'Nothing in this world makes sense,\'\' Ichiro replied and entered the cockpit.
The captain turned his head and frowned after seeing some unknown youth appearing.
\'\'What is your name?\'\' Ichiro asked and sat down on the co-pilot\'s seat.
\'\'Eh?\'\' The captain turned towards Rick and Bonney; he saw both of them looking confused.
\'\'Lucas… Who are you?\'\' The captain of this flight, Lucas said.
\'\'Oh, Lucas. I have a friend with that name.\'\' Ichiro said and leaned on the chair, \'\'That must be a sign of good luck!\'\'
\'\'Eh, what are you doing?\'\' Lucas, the Captain, asked with a frown, \'\'We are in big trouble!\'\'
\'\'Yeah, I noticed,\'\' Ichiro took a glimpse of the radar and said, \'\'Missiles will hit us in 5 minutes.\'\'
\'\'Oh my god.\'\' Bonney covered her mouth and slowly staggered backwards, \'\'I-I need to call my family.\'\'
Rick wiped his sweat and had plans of doing the same.
\'\'You can\'t.\'\' Ichiro suddenly replied, \'\'They probably won\'t work anymore, you can try though.\'\'
Bonney paled and grabbed the nearby phone. She started typing her daughter\'s number and wished that it would be answered, but it didn\'t.
\'\'No…\'\' She dropped the phone in defeat and felt crying after not being able to talk to her daughter for the last time.
\'\'How are they not working?\'\' Lucas asked in a hurry.
\'\'Someone in Flight Control must have deactivated them.\'\' Ichiro answered nonchalantly, \'\'It seems they have many pawns doing their biddings. I guess we are in trouble.\'\' He smiled, which made Lucas\' eyebrow twitch.
\'\'How can you act so calm?!\'\' He roared with anger.
\'\'Hmm…\'\' Ichiro tapped his chin and shrugged, \'\'I guess I have grown numb to death, but no worries, I think we will be fine… I think.\'\' He chuckled and closed his eyes.