Drill Boss

Nobu became a nightmare to the male students and staff. He took the job of the male division. His job was to get them into shape and bring them to their full potential. Everyone under his care was subjected to strict work. Drills in the morning. Exercise was included. Not the light stuff either. This was work for Olympic athletes. No one could take a break until marching was complete. Marching was used as punishment. Breaks were too short. It was worse during the summer. Same for the winter. By one year, the men couldn’t take it anymore.

“I think I’m going to die,” Soot complained.

“My legs hurt,” Daisuke said.

“How long do with have with him?” Mosh asked.

“He’s signed with us for three years I heard,” Tony said. The other men groaned.

“This isn’t working for me,” Kurt complained. Soot looked at the other male staff members.

“So what can we do?” he asked. Everyone stared at him with big eyes.

“What?” he asked.

“We can’t get him to quit,” Mosh said. “Noiz-sama needs enough staff members to keep the academy open. And I don’t think he’s going to quit any time soon.” Everyone frowned and groaned.

“So now what?” T.J. asked. Tony stood up after he did some thinking.

“People,” he said. “Can’t you see it?” The other men looked up at him.

“See what?” Art asked.

“The man clearly isn’t getting laid at all,” he said. “We just need to get him some.” Antonio gave him a strange look.

“How can you tell?” he asked. The Russian man smiled like a wild cat.

“Trust me,” he said, rubbing the side of his nose. “I know these things.”

“Okay, say if you are right,” T.J. said. “How are we going to fix that? You’re not suggesting that we play cupid, do you?” Tony shrugged.

“Anyone have any better ideas?” he asked. Not a single person spoke up.

“Right,” the Russian man said.

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Mission Cupid began on a Saturday. Soot and Daisuke were the ones to look for the girls.

“No skanks,” Tony warned them. “We can’t have him figuring things out before we can get everything together.”

“Okay,” the boys said. Somehow, Tony had his doubts. So, he sent Bemmer to follow them.

“Don’t let them screw this up,” the Russian man pleaded. “Please? It’s for our sanity.” Usually, he would say no to something like this. But this time, Tony had a point.

“Alright,” the intern said.

And so the search began. Soot and Daisuke did a rather decent job this time. Most of the girls were local. They in their twenties to thirties. Only two of them were Christmas cakes. No criminal records. No visual tattoos or piercings. They dressed nice for the date interview. T.J. and Tony looked at each one of them.

“Looks good so far,” T.J. whispered. Tony nodded as he looked at the ladies again. Now came the real test.

The men asked their questions.

“Do you have a job?”

“Do you smoke, drink, or do drugs?

“Do you have any tattoos?”

“Do you have any kids?”

“Have you been married before?”

“How close are you to family?”

“Are you willing to submit to a background check?”

The numbers dropped down to four women. T.J. and Tony looked at each other after the last eliminated woman left.

“Think this is good?” the Spanish man asked. The Russian man took a moment to think and nodded.

“This is good,” he said. “And now we get the cuties to go out with the dictator, let him pick what he likes, and we are home free.”

“And you’re sure this is going to work?” T.J. asked.

“We’re going to try it,” Tony said. “We don’t have any other choice, remember?” His friend shrugged with an unease look on his face.

“Okay…” he said. Tony turned his attention back to the four remaining women.

“Ladies,” he said. “There is a little party coming up on campus this Saturday. You will get to meet our boss there. I hope that I will see you there.”

“Okay,” the women said.

“Great,” Tony said. The other men silently cheered at how this plan was going. Tony was busying counting down to freedom.

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