Intermission
1140 Words
Having nothing to do, Michael decided to stroll around Willow Town. With the elite guards in his side, Michael explored the town.
Exiting the White House, Michael immediately noticed the significant change of the abandoned village. At first, there were no roads to walk in, there was no electricity to go around, and there were no people to bustle around. But today, the town that he just upgraded is filled with people shopping, going to entertainment facilities and the like.
It’s been ten days since he reincarnated in this world and yet the facilities and buildings around him that took mostly two or three years to build are now standing firm in a matter of days. It’s within seconds since he can summon it anyway.
“Sir, where are you going sir?”
Snapping him back to his senses, Michael glanced at the person who called him.
“I’m going to stroll around since I had nothing to do anyways—” He recognized this person, “Serge...I mean General James Robert?”
A young man wearing his service uniform bowed slightly, “Yes sir.”
“Okay, what are you doing here? Don’t you still have work?” Michael asked.
“Well, it’s not like we’re as busy as the Air Force and the Navy…” James rubbed his head, “I just finished my work just now so I’m free to do whatever I want.” He thought of something, “Sir do you want to drink? It’s almost dusk.”
“Hmm…” Michael glanced at the horizon and saw the orange glow of the sun, it’s almost dusk, “Okay let’s do it, hop in.”
Michael tapped the roof of the Mercedes-Benz 300SL Coupe as he opened the gull-wing door.
General James boarded and sat in the passenger seat next to Michael.
“Sir you’re driving? Shouldn’t you have a personal driver?”
“Look, I get it, I’m the highest officer but that doesn’t mean that I will be limiting myself on such things that I commonly do in my past world,” Ernest explained.
“I feel you, sir.” Michael said and pulled out a map from his coat, “Okay this is where we’ll go, it’s two kilometers away from the White House.”
Michael took a peek on the map, processing the best possible route available.
“Strapped yourself, I might go overboard with this baby,” Michael warned and decided to pin the gas pedal, accelerating the car.
Meanwhile, behind them are his elite guards in their continental limousine which was supposed to be his ride but chose not to.
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Arriving at the said establishment, Michael saw the front of the fine bar, extravagant lights lighting the place along with the sense of modernity of the interior design.
Michael entered the bar and took their seat near the bartender.
“What would you like to drink gentlemen?” The bartender asked while wiping a champagne glass.
“I would like some tequila, how about you sir?”
Michael pondered, “I think I should have the light one since I have a deliberation to attend to…One wine spritzer please.”
“Okay, please wait as I prepare your order.” She said and started grabbing one bottle of tequila and wine and served it professionally in front of them.”
“Here you go.”
She was already finished.
‘She’s fast.’
Michael thought and grabbed his wine spritzer and clicked it to the glass of James.
“Cheers!”
They gulped their drinks and felt the refreshing feeling coursing through their body. Not satisfied, the two ordered another one, another one, and another one.
“I think this is enough, James let’s go. I’ll take care of the bill for today.”
“Yeah.” James agreed, “I’m starting to get dizzy by just a couple of glasses of tequila. Oh poor me.”
Michael chuckled, “You have work tomorrow, I think as your superior I should advise you that you go home...It’s just a light drink and you’re feeling sleepy? What will happen if we go for a beer?”
“I’ll imagine myself tottering” James chuckled and decided to leave the establishment—.
In front of them, someone appeared that blocked their way, it was a beautiful young woman whose white hair drooped all the way to her waist with a cold look on her face as her piercing crimson eyes gazed at both of them that seemed to be scrutinizing…Her cashmere coat with a couple of insignia pin in her left chest tells them that this woman is a high-ranking officer.
Michael and James gulp equally not because of her imposing aura but of her voluptuous breast. Their faces started to get slightly red.
“What do you think is the size cup of that mountain?” James asked.
“If I were to compare it with Raphael, I’d say that her cup is probably between G or H cup...hehe,” Michael answered.
“Anyway, miss you’re blocking our way...Do you know who’s in front of you? If you’re an officer at least you should know since he’s our supreme commander.”
The girl scoffed, “Hmmph, so you’re the supreme commander huh? Ernest Teucher, the one that Raphael was talking about...Sorry for the impolite behavior I should tell you my name. I’m Anastasia Romanoff. The captain of the First Fleet stationed at the Ocean. But in the future, I might get promoted and have a seat on the high command.” She introduced herself valiantly with a tone fitting of a commander.
“Hoh, Anastasia huh? You mentioned the name of my second-in-command. What did she tell you about me?”
“About that—.” She suddenly walked in front of him and grabbed him by the neck pulling him closer to her. As she achieves her goal, she starts caressing his face with her finger.
“I came here to meet the person who made her cry. After all, we're friends. The moment I received a call about this news I immediately left the ship and got here as soon as possible. But, I don’t think you should need some lecturing since I think you and Raphael had already done it.”
“Did what?”
Raphael leaned closer to his ear and whispered, “s*x”
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